Sixth Rocket Jump

[unlessitsafarm]

You're all a bunch of gutless shit-filled COWARDS! Are you afraid of the kind of person you are when you kill another human being? Well TOUGH TITTIES, maggots!

This is WAR!

I don't like the idea of innocent people getting pulled into this, but SOME OF US have to stop pretending we're like the rest of these good-for-nothing hippies and realize that we have the cold blood of killers running in our veins! So if you're on that suspect list, you need to own up to the possiblity that you might be just... like... me. That's right. A fucking killer.

I've got enough rounds to take out every single person in this damn town if I have to, and a pick axe with names on it. If that FAT BASTARD wants a hunt, then I'm the best damn HUNTER he's got! You can make my job easy, or you can make it harder, but I know four people who are about to meet their maker.

[[ Kanna, Tiffany, Bonnie, and Sideswipe are the people he personally thinks could be monsters based on what information he has. And you'd better believe he's going head hunting. Of course it's up to you guys if you actually respond to his head hunting. ]]

Comments

[perfect-karma.livejournal.com]

Name and occupation, please?

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

My name doesn't matter. You can just call me the RED Soldier.

[perfect-karma.livejournal.com]

I see. One of those RED fools.

Well, Mr. RED Soldier, war or not, you are not above consequences for your actions. Fear of Officer Grady is no excuse for taking those four lives. That is all.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Oh you think I FEAR the old fatass, do you?

[perfect-karma.livejournal.com]

I do.

I can think of no other motivation to do his bidding than fear. Simply because you are a killer and a soldier doesn't exempt you from cowardice.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Let me tell you something that maybe your tiny little female mind can understand.

I. fear. nothing.

I'm not doing this because that fat fuck wants me to. I'm doing this because it's what I'm good at. As far as I'm concerned, those "monsters" are his tools. He just doesn't need them any more.

Well that's just beautiful isn't it? Well he's gonna miss them when I boot down his door and plant two barrels worth of shotgun into his gaping maw!

[perfect-karma.livejournal.com]

Ah. Fortunate, I was concerned your foolish, puny, testosterone addled brain could perhaps not comprehend that Chief Grady and Mayfield want these individuals disposed of. It couldn't be more clear.

By doing Grady's killing, you have willingly made yourself his tool. You're nothing more than a puppet, unable to stand your ground against his threats.

Do not patronize me, and do not presume that a fool such as yourself could hope to accomplish what your betters have yet to achieve. Mayfield will not be destroyed with a shotgun.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

You're blowing out your ass, lady. Come back and talk to me when you've killed a man in order to not be killed by him.

[perfect-karma.livejournal.com]

That situation isn't at all relevant to this one, Mr. RED Soldier. But please, continue your justifications. I would love to hear how your willingness to kill children in order to protect your own skin translates to your macho notions of bravery.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Lady, I am not going to kill children. What the hell do you take me for?

[perfect-karma.livejournal.com]

You mentioned four. I presumed you were speaking of the repeated suspects. Are you aware of the ages of Luke Loew, Bonnie Vargas, and Tiffany Kirkland? They are children, Mr. RED Soldier.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Dunno about the rest of them but that Bonnie girl is NOT a kid.

[perfect-karma.livejournal.com]

I do not know her personally, I have only seen her in passing. However, I assure you this is the case for the others.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Well then, that lowers the number of targets.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

I am not a murderer!

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Oh cry me a river you sissy little shit sucker. Take your licks like a MAN!

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

I'm not taking anything from you.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Heh heh heh... I like that spirit, son. You're going to need it. Because you're on my list.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

Too bad. You won't find me. I'm not lying down and dying for something I didn't do.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Boy, you do NOT need to be underestimating me right now.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

I've been waging war since before your ancestors were capable of sentient thought. Don't underestimate me.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Then make this interesting and quit sniveling about how innocent you are!

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

I don't fight for no reason. I won't fight you or anyone else, because I am innocent. There's no reason for this!

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Your reason for fighting is about to be survival, son.

-Click. Solly's on the hunt.-

[slam-dancin-mog.livejournal.com]

Kupopo! The only reason anyone would be afraid is because of people like you! You think you have the right to govern life and death?! You're just like Kefka, kupo!

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Tch... little furry bastard. Do you have any idea what war is like?

[slam-dancin-mog.livejournal.com]

Ha! Do you? You have any idea what it's like to live in a ruined world, kupo? Do you have any idea what it's like to fight against a power strong enough to decimate towns in an instant? Do you have any idea what it's like going against a god?

Don't talk to me about war, kupo.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Well then, seems this little maggot has some chest hair on it after all. You got a name, soldier?

[slam-dancin-mog.livejournal.com]

Mog, kupo. And it's 'Moogle', not 'maggot'. I guess they sound similar, kupo.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Mog? What kind of name is Mog? Sounds like some kind of Irish swamp.

[slam-dancin-mog.livejournal.com]

It's a Moogle name, kupo. It doesn't translate perfectly, kupo.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

You don't say...

[slam-dancin-mog.livejournal.com]

You can hear what it means in Moogle, if you want, kupo. Ahem.

'Kupo kupo kupokupo, kupo kupopo kupo kupo kupokupo.'

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Alright alright, quite the gibberish, I get it.

[slam-dancin-mog.livejournal.com]

. . . Hmph. Kupo.

[shamagaladin.livejournal.com]

[Med'an thinks Soldier is going to get little brother Luke. So here's defensive shaman!]

I am not afraid to kill you.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

And I'm not afraid to die. How about you?

[shamagaladin.livejournal.com]

I've done it already.

[He is afraid to die. But Meryl told him never to let fear stop him.]

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Good. Fear of death, whether you're killing or being killed, is exactly what's wrong with this whole situation.

Who are you protecting, boy?

[shamagaladin.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't know if that's true....]

My brother. Luke.

[NOT TELLING YOU WHERE WE ARE CAUSE THAT WOULD BE COUNTERPRODUCTIVE SO.]

He's done nothing, and I wouldn't let people hurt him in either case.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

... I won't hurt a kid, soldier. At ease.

[shamagaladin.livejournal.com]

...

[Oh. Well. ....okay then.]

...who is taking his place?

[He's not sounding virulent anymore. Just wondering....he said there were four...]