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Dec 29, 2015 5:22:24 GMT 7
Post by Storm on Dec 29, 2015 5:22:24 GMT 7
Storm sighed. This always happens with me... He grumbled to himself. Never can I go a single day without peace."Did you hear what I just said bastard?!" Some guy yelled into Storm's face. He was standing next to Storm with a gun in his hand, looking as threatening as a child with a toy. "I said put all your valuables in the bag, now!" Why did this have to happen now? All Storm wanted to do was come and enjoy a meal at a restaurant while his crew shopped for supplies. Was that too much to ask? Apparently so, since when he sat down and ordered his food 8 pirates busted into the eatery, demanding everyone to put everything valuable inside a bag. To make matters worse, they used guns, GUNS! They waved it around like it was a play thing and thought it gave them power. However, it managed to only make Storm pissed. At first, Storm didn't answer. "What's this? Too scared to do anything huh?" The pirate closest to Storm said with a snobbish attitude. "I guess that's alright. Maybe if I shoot you in your shoulder a couple of times, you'll start moving." The gun came close to Storm's shoulder. The pirate sneered at Storm with maleficent eyes. He didn't know what he was getting himself into, so it was up to Storm to inform him. "You jerk," The young pirate said as he pushed back on his chair, causing him to fall backwards. As he did so, one of his feet went up to the pirates hand, the one that held the gun. Storm kicked the gun right onto the table where two girls sat. When Storm's chair and his back hit the floor, Storm rolled out of his chair and into a crouching position. "CAN'T YOU TELL WHEN SOMEONE HAS NOTHING OF VALUE TO GIVE?!" From his crouched position, Storm ran straight to the pirate who threatened him before and delivered a high kick. "Raijingu-fū!" His foot connected to the pirates chin, sending the pirate an inch into the air before having him fall to the ground. The pirate scum fell unconscious, and Storm stood above him while the other citizens stared in awe. Silence fell for a second before the chef of the restaurant spoke up. "Wait... You don't have anything of value? How were you going to pay for the meal?" Storm said nothing. "YOU'RE WORSER THAN THE PIRATES!" The chef yelled at him. Hope Farron |
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Dec 29, 2015 10:02:46 GMT 7
Post by Hope Farron on Dec 29, 2015 10:02:46 GMT 7
i lit the casket on fire Hope's expression twisted into a cold mask. From the other side of the table, her older sister, Faith, held the same expression.
"Should you handle it or should I," Hope asked stoically.
The scene around them seemed distant now. The pirates only saw two teenage girls so they were barely concerned about the conversation occurring between the two sisters. And in spite of all their threats, the sisters knew that the pirates didn't have the balls to actually shoot anyone. It at least gave them time to savor their last moments of life.
"Do whatever you want little sister, just don't get in my way," she said with a sigh. Still, the fact that she had left her weapons back at a locale weapon store for repairs was annoying. Dealing with guns with her bare fist was going to be annoying. The gun that landed on the table, fixed her conundrum. She wasn't religious, but that was certainly the god's asking her to take action.
"I guess that's your sign," Hope said with a depressed sigh as she reclined her hand from katana that rested just beside her chair. She only now realized that the male the pirates were bullying was actually taking action. She chuckled. Looks like she dazed out for a second. He was cute too. She smiled mischievously. There was quite the commotion now between the chef and the man who was dealing with the pirates.
Faith picked up the gun presented before her. The next second a gunshot resounding through the small restaurant joint. The man closest to her fell over, with a hole blown through his skull. Women were screaming now. Faith found it annoying since it would only mean they would need to leave the place once the deed was done, but she paid the screams no mine for now. Not until the deed was done.
Any other person and that would have been a warning shot. Their parents, nor their village, got a warning shot. One of the other pirates had raised his hand to shoot, albeit hesitation was the enemy, and she never hesitated as she popped another shot into his skull. Only head shots. That was the only guaranteed way to kill the fuckers.
Six more to go. She weighed the gun by experience. Three bullets left. |
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Dec 30, 2015 10:10:18 GMT 7
Post by Storm on Dec 30, 2015 10:10:18 GMT 7
A gun shot sounded. In a quick motion Storm turned to its source, frightened that one of the pirates killed a citizen. Almost everyone's jaw dropped when they saw a young female head shot one of the pirates. So much for keeping down the death count. Storm was a little sad to see a life being taken away due to stupidity. Although, now wasn't the time to be sad.
Another pirate cocked his gun, and Storm was on the move to stop him from firing it, but the young female had faster reflexes. Once again, she delivered a headshot to a pirate, ending his life. This young woman was pretty impressive. If she was apart of a pirate crew, she would probably fit well as a gunner. If only she didn't have so much bloodlust, then she would be a perfect recruit for Storm's crew.
The other pirate thieves stepped back in fear. They were afraid that this girl would out-gun them, Storm could read it in their eyes. When he saw their expression, Storm was given a very fun, dangerous, and extremely fun idea. He stepped forward in front of the girl with the gun, looked dead at the pirates with an evil grin, and spoke to the girl in a loud and clear manner. "Hey you, do you mind watching my back while I kick their asses? If any of them raises their weapons, be sure to aim straight for their head."
The men quivered with fear. Storm's evil grin grew even wider, and his eyes began to call for blood. "Now... Let's see which one you choose," he said with a maleficent tone towards the pirates. "Death by my hands, or death by her bullet."
"W-w-w-w-we aren't afraid of you!" One pirate mustered to say to Storm. In that moment, that same Pirate raised his pistol to Storm. The young pirate captain wasn't fast enough to dodge a bullet, so if action wasn't taken fast, Storm would be heavily injured. He took a large gulp and stared at that gun that was about to harm him, his eyes no longer glistening with villainous intent.
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Dec 31, 2015 7:19:16 GMT 7
Post by Hope Farron on Dec 31, 2015 7:19:16 GMT 7
i lit the casket on fire Faith blinked for a second as she saw the male from earlier step in front of her. What was he doing. It took all her willpower not to shoot him as well for getting in her way. That possibly he was in cohorts with them. Cause that's how they lived. If you weren't an ally then you had might as well be an enemy.
She resisted the urge though as she listened to him. It was an obvious attempt by him to try and stop her from killing anymore of them that she could see through even as he had told her to aim for their head. Still, he only had a few more minutes before she would completely disregard his attempts and kill the pirates and him as well if he chose to get in her way.
The pirates didn't take him seriously and Faith saw the male had frozen at the sight. Faith raised her gun to shoot once more, putting a bullet through the pirates skull. She scoffed. For all the male's boasting of kicking asses, he was like a deer in headlights.
The other pirates didn't hesitate and even Faith couldn't fire at them before gunshots were sent her way. One barely missed her arm as it dug into the flesh. She hissed, albeit didn't let it faze her as she shot another right through the skull. They obviously were either too scared to fire effectively or had no experience with the weapons. How pathetic.
They were running now and Faith growled as she took out after them.
Hope herself had gotten out of her seat and started towards the handsome young man who had helped her sister. She knew Faith could handle herself. Was he hurt? He was cute. She had a treat for him that would make it him forget if he was. Better yet her sister wasn't there to stop her. "Hello." |
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Jan 6, 2016 14:11:33 GMT 7
Post by Storm on Jan 6, 2016 14:11:33 GMT 7
Storm felt that his life was about to end when the gun was raised to his head. Luckily, the chick behind him had a pistol filled with destructive powder and a good aim. The shot rang and the threatening pirate fell. All the others saw his death as a sign and began to run away. The girl from before wasn't finished with them, however, and chased after them. When the pirate scums were out of eye-sight, Storm took in a deep breath. "I thought i was going to die there," Storm said to himself as he recounted the event. No matter how many times he wanted to, he still couldn't get over his fear of guns. Despite how great his fighting skills were, dodging a bullet was not something he could do yet. Even still, he tried his best to get over this troublesome phobia by constantly throwing himself into dangerous situations. Maybe if he continued to do that he would be able to dodge a bullet. Storm held his chest and tried to calm his heart. While he did this, a young female voice spoke to him. "Hello," it said. He turned his head towards what appeared to be a smaller version of the female that just hunted after the pirate thugs, but cuter. This was new to him, being approached by a girl that wasn't trying to kill him for stealing their panties, and Storm stood awkwardly for a moment before saying, "Hi. You were with the girl that just left, right? Shouldn't you follow her to make sure she doesn't... Uh, die?" Hope Farron |
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Jan 7, 2016 7:20:29 GMT 7
Post by Hope Farron on Jan 7, 2016 7:20:29 GMT 7
i lit the casket on fire Faith dashed fearlessly into the open streets, gun readied for fire. The men were too busy trying to save their asses to try shooting back at her. Good. She could shoot them like fish in the barrel from behind. They were fast, and she cussed herself at the fact that her body still wasn't good enough to best that of a man's. Regardless, she wasn't about to let them escape.
Back at the restaurant, Hope didn't bother to make her intentions subtle. Her sister wasn't here to stop her and there was a cute boy, afraid of guns it seemed, in front of her. She think she could help with that. "She can handle herself, don't worry about her," she said seriously so as to comfort his conscious. Understandable that he would take some concern in her sister's well being after she had saved him. She supposed.
"I'm more worried about you. You look like you almost caught a heart attack," she said, worry in her tone. She would then make an effort to place her hand on his chest, so as to feel the rhythmic thump of his heart. A smile would play at her lips as she did so. "Do you work out?" she asked, her fingers now exploring his chest.
She pulled herself back from perverted thoughts when it donned at her where they were. "Fuck. Almost forgot," she hissed. "Let's get out of here. The police or something might come here soon," she said, lacing her fingers into his large hands. Sweaty, but firm. She smiled.
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