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Post by Jess Woodsworth on Dec 23, 2011 0:50:04 GMT
Jess had to admit it - The life of a vigilante was good. He had started to collect trophies in the Dead God's Palace, including several jars of sand. He had begun collecting 'stamps', marking what each Psyche he had found did. His ATMIZER belt had made him more compassionate, but that was a side effect of him being able to feel all the people around him.
But for now... He picked up his belt and spaycans before heading out into the city. He was wandering for now, but he would decide whether to tag or to fight later. He looked for anything interesting, but he knew he stood out from the crowd, so it shouldn't be too hard.
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Post by Yuki Joji on Dec 23, 2011 0:58:28 GMT
He gripped the man by the throat, using his prosthetic arm to lift easily, squeezing his throat, ready to kill this man who had attempted to rob an older gentleman.
He gasped for air, trying to reason with Yuki. It didn't work, as he squeezed, and before the old man's eyes, snapped his neck. He threw the corpse into an alley and kept walking.
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Post by Jess Woodsworth on Dec 23, 2011 1:05:46 GMT
Jess sighed, succumbing to his newfound love of fighting. He cut to the allyways when he discovered something - A corpse. He quickly looked over it, seeing how he died and noticing that it was recent. He smirked and began looking for the perpetrator.
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Post by Yuki Joji on Dec 23, 2011 1:07:07 GMT
Yuki hadn't gone far after killing him. In fact, he looked out of place, being Japanese.
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Post by Jess Woodsworth on Dec 23, 2011 1:10:39 GMT
Jess looked out into the crowd, looking for anyone who had caught his eye. He noticed Yuki, but he dismissed it. He put on the ATMIZER belt, feeling the morale, and psyche of everyone around him.
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Post by Yuki Joji on Dec 23, 2011 1:12:15 GMT
Yuki was looking for people. People to kill. Those who deserved to die, for sins, no matter how small, if they disrupted the common peace.
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Post by Jess Woodsworth on Dec 23, 2011 1:15:25 GMT
And then it appeared to him. Keeping the belt on, Jess pushed roughly through the crowd, pushing children out of the way and splitting couples apart.
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Post by Yuki Joji on Dec 23, 2011 1:16:53 GMT
Joji took a corner down another street, which was less crowded.
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Post by Jess Woodsworth on Dec 23, 2011 1:27:44 GMT
Jess followed him, trying to get a read on his thoughts. He began running, entering the same street as him. He would follow him for now..
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Post by Yuki Joji on Dec 23, 2011 1:28:55 GMT
Yuki slowly stopped and turned around, "Following?" he questioned. He knew about this from having dangerous jobs. Especially after being beaten nearly to death, he had learned to be very careful in constructing his arsenal.
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Post by Jess Woodsworth on Dec 23, 2011 1:30:14 GMT
"Oh, you are good." Jess remarked sarcastically.
"So, I just happened to find a really realistic mannequin of sorts or something in an alleyway back there... Would you know anything about it?" He sneered, remaining condescending.
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Post by Yuki Joji on Dec 23, 2011 1:30:49 GMT
"The man I slew," he said, lifting his arm and clenching his right fist, "A criminal who deserved death."
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Post by Jess Woodsworth on Dec 23, 2011 1:32:02 GMT
"Oh, great. Another vigilante." Jess said, rolling his eyes. "Are you Chinese folk always this melodramatic?"
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Post by Yuki Joji on Dec 23, 2011 1:32:34 GMT
"Japanese," he corrected, "You have no idea what I've been through."
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Post by Jess Woodsworth on Dec 23, 2011 1:34:56 GMT
"Whatever." Jess shrugged. "I can't say I'm anything like a philanthropist, but... I suppose I do have to do something, don't I?" He sighed. He reached behind his back, his eyes remaining on Yuki.
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