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badfic_manor2010-09-01 10:45 pm
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Fourth Act // [Accidental Video] - Paranoia
[The feed begins on a very loud sickening crack noise. That would be the sound of a skull breaking. The Blackberry falls to the floor to see the body of Kuja's Mary Sue hit the floor just afterwards, blood pooling around the wound. For extra measure he lets off a flare over her body, it's just there burning... Kuja appears in the background. There's a cold sweat on his brow. There's a heavy golden candlestick in his hand caked in blood on the side. His hands are shaking. He never had a problem with killing people, but that's not the problem here. The Author sent these damned crones and wretches in to kill them all. For what purpose he doesn't know. But he didn't need telling twice when he saw the feed of Elizabeth and her Stu.
Throwing the thing aside he slumps into his chair. The room smells awful. The burning flesh is making his stomach turn. It's disgusting. His head snaps up and stares directly at the feed, realising it's on by the red light.]
She was trying to kill me. It's been their intents all along. I've seen what they've been doing. Strike before they have the chance.
[He stands up and retrieves the blackberry from the floor. The video is shaky, his hands are still trembling.]
Allow me and it shall be quick.
((OOC: Yes, emotionally fragile psychopaths introduced to paranoia aren't a good mix. Anyone want some Sue/Stu extermination for free?))
Throwing the thing aside he slumps into his chair. The room smells awful. The burning flesh is making his stomach turn. It's disgusting. His head snaps up and stares directly at the feed, realising it's on by the red light.]
She was trying to kill me. It's been their intents all along. I've seen what they've been doing. Strike before they have the chance.
[He stands up and retrieves the blackberry from the floor. The video is shaky, his hands are still trembling.]
Allow me and it shall be quick.
((OOC: Yes, emotionally fragile psychopaths introduced to paranoia aren't a good mix. Anyone want some Sue/Stu extermination for free?))
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What would that achieve? Negotiations are wasted on those that don't want to listen.
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[And no, he's not one for giving lectures. He just asks a lot of questions to make the other think. Irritating? Could be.]
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[Kuja's still not quite getting this, looking at him as though he's speaking in tongues. Thankfully it's taking his mind off things]
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[Any time that he's spending with Kuja for hope is one more minute that someone doesn't die.]
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[If you were in the room you'd be able to smell the horrible stench.
That sue's been done extra crispy in his own original recipie.]no subject
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At least I needn't worry about her any longer. Old crone.
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I'm too late.
[He didn't even look up at Kuja when he said this. He remembered the shocked and pained look in Jim's eyes when he killed him and hoped that no one would suffer that fate again.]
I'm sorry.
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What are you talking about?
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You killed her.
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Yes.
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