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eternalNoob Ded from yer mum Since: Oct, 2011 Relationship Status: Longing for my OTP
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#1: Oct 30th 2011 at 5:46:25 PM

Chapter 1- The office

Steven, you unlucky piece of crap. After getting fired for something you did not do, your stomach felt funny. You missed breakfast, and you now have nothing to your name. You're sustaining a black eye from the punch given to you from the bossman himself. After buying a pistol and bat to prepare for the inevitable "office shootout of 20—" you see a briefcase. It had you're name on it, so (even if you never saw it) you picked it up. But then, just as you picked it up, someone began following you. Something about him was different. And not the good kind either.

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Artemis92 Cogito Gratia Cogitan from contemplation Since: Dec, 2009
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#2: Oct 30th 2011 at 6:12:38 PM

Steve tries to ignore the weirdo, and heads for the elevator without acknowledging his presence.

He also tries to make the baseball bat as inconspicuous as possible, holding it close to his leg; not that anybody's likely to even see him anyway, tucked into their little cubicles.

Another day, another boss yelled at, another job lost. Gotta love the big city...

I bought the gun n' bat somewhere other than the office, I hope... *

Well, 'least Fate was kind enough to do this after payday this time.

edited 15th Nov '11 2:57:50 PM by Artemis92

Ponders too much; thinks too little. Currently goes by Knowlessman.
Aniventerie Detective Extroadinaire from Imagination World Since: Apr, 2010
Detective Extroadinaire
#3: Nov 1st 2011 at 6:51:37 AM

Without warning, Steve felt a presence rush by him at insane speeds, and suddenly his arm stung badly. Closer inspection would reveal there is now a small gash in it.

The man which was once at one end of the hall is now mysteriously at the other, glaring at Steve and holding a blood-stained knife in his hand.

"I ain't messin' around here man! Gimme the briefcase and you don't gotta feel any more'a my knife." he shouted, twirling the blade in his palm.

Need a tall, brawny fella to come by and inspect your pickle? Perhaps I may be this fella.
Artemis92 Cogito Gratia Cogitan from contemplation Since: Dec, 2009
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#4: Nov 1st 2011 at 7:10:49 AM

-Brings the hand with the bat up *

, striking the wacko on the chin with the base of it-

-"Get off me, methhead!"-

-Bolts for the stairs, attempts to vault the railing to gain an extra half second, brings the briefcase *

up to shield his face as he falls-

edited 1st Nov '11 7:11:28 AM by Artemis92

Ponders too much; thinks too little. Currently goes by Knowlessman.
Aniventerie Detective Extroadinaire from Imagination World Since: Apr, 2010
Detective Extroadinaire
#5: Nov 1st 2011 at 9:46:09 AM

"Aw hell naw, you did not just clobber the Fang."

-Chucks knife to the side, pulls another one from coat-

Steve would experience another woosh and see the strange man suddenly appear in the middle of the staircase ahead of him, much angrier looking and with a different knife in his hand. This one was a little larger, and clean of blood.

"Oh, you try'na leave this way? Where are my manners, amico. Here, let's us have a lil' chat, all right now?"

-Bolts up the stairs, knife pointed forward-

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Artemis92 Cogito Gratia Cogitan from contemplation Since: Dec, 2009
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#6: Nov 1st 2011 at 10:45:59 AM

-Steve stops short at the top of the stairs. As the crazy nut charges, he drops the suitcase and swings the bat two-handed *

, stepping to the side as he does so-

@GM: Can the bat be aluminum, or would that be unfair?

EDIT: (If he hits) -Runs back to the elevator while Jack's stunned, hits the Close Doors button, and punches the button for the next floor down-

edited 1st Nov '11 10:49:14 AM by Artemis92

Ponders too much; thinks too little. Currently goes by Knowlessman.
Aniventerie Detective Extroadinaire from Imagination World Since: Apr, 2010
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#7: Nov 1st 2011 at 10:54:16 AM

-Jack is clotheslined so hard he does a forward backflip, then lies motionless on the floor for several minutes-

edited 1st Nov '11 10:55:04 AM by Aniventerie

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Artemis92 Cogito Gratia Cogitan from contemplation Since: Dec, 2009
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#8: Nov 1st 2011 at 10:57:48 AM

Derp. I think we can assume he grabbed the case again before heading into the elevator.

-Reaches the (...) sixth floor. Pulls the first fire alarm he sees, and attempts to blend in with the crowd as the building is evacuated-

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eternalNoob Ded from yer mum Since: Oct, 2011 Relationship Status: Longing for my OTP
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#9: Nov 1st 2011 at 3:03:31 PM

Turns out, there actually was a fire. And as Steve noticed smoke, he suddenly gets trampled by his former co workers. Jack gets some of the action (grin) as well. Luckily, his burning coat was extinguished by the feet of several people. Running out of breath, Steven tries to reach for the door, with Jack not to far off.

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Aniventerie Detective Extroadinaire from Imagination World Since: Apr, 2010
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#10: Nov 1st 2011 at 3:57:55 PM

-Is roused from unconsciousness by the stampeding white collars-

"Aw $%#@, man! I lost the Mark!"

-Dashes down the stairs at top speed, which with his abilities means he gets their in less than a second-

-Pulls two more knives out of coat, one appearing to be a large cleaver, the other an icepick-

"The hell man? That even count as a knife? Aw hell, it's metal and I c'n gets ma stab on with it. Gotta guard this exit."

-Arms left hand with icepick and mouth with cleaver, then waits for the Mark's arrival-

Need a tall, brawny fella to come by and inspect your pickle? Perhaps I may be this fella.
Artemis92 Cogito Gratia Cogitan from contemplation Since: Dec, 2009
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#11: Nov 1st 2011 at 4:06:30 PM

-Goes with the flow of the crowd as they flood toward and through the exits, ducking his head when he hears the maniac talking to himself-

An ice pick is an ice pick, and a cleaver's a cleaver. Neither one of them is a knife. I think they're both related to axes, though.

Ponders too much; thinks too little. Currently goes by Knowlessman.
Aniventerie Detective Extroadinaire from Imagination World Since: Apr, 2010
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#12: Nov 1st 2011 at 4:31:44 PM

Yeah, but they're metal, handheld, and you can conceivably stab someone with them. With the Coat of Many Knives, you really can't get too picky.

-Bobs head up and down, desperately searching for the Mark, then resorts to running haphazardly through the crowd to find him-

Steve suddenly finds the maniac right behind him, and a meat cleaver to his throat.

"Gibin' yall one. Lasht. Chansh. Aight? Han' over da briefcaysh and ya get'sh ta run along home an' forget dis happ'nd."

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Artemis92 Cogito Gratia Cogitan from contemplation Since: Dec, 2009
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#13: Nov 1st 2011 at 7:32:26 PM

-Steve realizes that the assassin is holding his weapon in his mouth, and thus hasn't got any leverage to actually attack him with it. He therefore opts for the classic Family Jewels strategy, raising his knee and bringing his heel up into Fang's crotch-

-He follows up with an elbow to the gut, and flees-

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Aniventerie Detective Extroadinaire from Imagination World Since: Apr, 2010
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#14: Nov 1st 2011 at 8:15:04 PM

-Spits out the knife in shock, the keels over, gonads crushed-

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eternalNoob Ded from yer mum Since: Oct, 2011 Relationship Status: Longing for my OTP
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#15: Nov 1st 2011 at 8:35:42 PM

Steven cannot move, he feels like time has paused

Suddenly, he hears a voice

"We are extremely sorry for the inconvenience.You now are in possession of a valuable package. It would be too tedious to explain, but right now we cannot help you. There are more important things at stake than YOUR life. Now, please get out of the city, and give the briefcase to a representative who is just by the gates, or else you will die the slowest, and most painful death imaginable."

At first it doesn't, but after a few moments, you realize what is going on. You have a new job Steven: Delivery boy

"oh by the way, we will pay you. Do cup noodles suffice?"

edited 1st Nov '11 8:41:55 PM by eternalNoob

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Artemis92 Cogito Gratia Cogitan from contemplation Since: Dec, 2009
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#16: Nov 2nd 2011 at 12:12:06 PM

Please tell me I'm dreaming, he thinks. I'll take a coma over this.

Aloud, he mutters, "Depends. Are we talking about a life supply?"

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eternalNoob Ded from yer mum Since: Oct, 2011 Relationship Status: Longing for my OTP
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#17: Nov 4th 2011 at 9:21:03 PM

"i merely jest, you will find out in time."

"in time..."

Steven felt time move again.

He did not know what to think. What would be the payment?

But now he had no time to think, because Jack has recovered from the blow.

Shit

edited 4th Nov '11 9:25:13 PM by eternalNoob

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#18: Nov 6th 2011 at 7:27:32 PM

-Spits out cleaver-

"Haha, yeah, that was real funny. Real clever. But do it again and I'll carve your eyes out."

"Y'know what? Screw the boss, I'm just gonna take this mofo out."

-Goes to stab Steve in the chest with the icepick-

A random passerby yells "DEAR LORD, THAT MAN IS ABOUT TO STAB THAT OTHER GUY!"

"...Goddamnit."

-Grabs steve and tries to Flash Step him to the nearest dark alleyway-

edited 6th Nov '11 7:28:24 PM by Aniventerie

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Artemis92 Cogito Gratia Cogitan from contemplation Since: Dec, 2009
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#19: Nov 6th 2011 at 9:48:18 PM

-Lets the bat fall out of his grip-

-Finds the gun holstered under his shirt, and shifts it to point in Pierce's general direction-

-Pulls the trigger-

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#20: Nov 7th 2011 at 1:21:26 AM

"OH SH-"

-Tries to dodge, but ends up getting hit in the leg-

"JEEEEEEEZUS THAT HURT!"

-Hops around in circles on one leg, completely oblivious to Steve and any further attempts at shooting-

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Artemis92 Cogito Gratia Cogitan from contemplation Since: Dec, 2009
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#21: Nov 7th 2011 at 9:58:18 AM

-Gets away-

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eternalNoob Ded from yer mum Since: Oct, 2011 Relationship Status: Longing for my OTP
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#22: Nov 9th 2011 at 3:28:03 AM

"Jack..."

"Jack...."

"Once again, you have succeeded in failing in the most spectacular way possible"

"I gave you one chance, then another, then another, then another."

"look at all this blood, you have made quite a mess"

"I would love to leave you right here and now, but you are still needed"

"live on...live on..."

"Do not fail me again"

edited 9th Nov '11 3:37:36 AM by eternalNoob

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eternalNoob Ded from yer mum Since: Oct, 2011 Relationship Status: Longing for my OTP
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#23: Nov 14th 2011 at 7:45:19 AM

Chapter 2- the school

With a gun full of boolet, a face full of "enthusiasm" and blood, you managed to survive getting your head cut off. You see the game store, and remembered your reservation for...well its too late to think of that right now. Judging by what that guy said, another homicidal maniac may be lurking in the shadows. So i guess now is the time to pani- i mean think right now.What to do, what to do? After a 1 hour you come across your old school(which holds horrible memories you would rather forget)and a creepy figure lurking in the dark. It has the same pressure and intensity from...What was his name again? You hold your gun, and think you might stand a chance. But that last guy might have been the weakest one but how would you know? Is that guy too dangerous? Is that guy just a threat? Is he related in any way at all? Are you losing your mind? But no, the delivery comes first. Even if that guy is some freak, you should just get this over with and move on with your life.

Right?

edited 14th Nov '11 7:58:45 AM by eternalNoob

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Litemi Forever Neutral from The Warm North Since: Oct, 2011
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#24: Nov 15th 2011 at 11:22:54 AM

Jon looked around before facing the figure head on. "Your name?" He asked.

Random? Insane? No, I just have my days. Now, where's the tea?
Artemis92 Cogito Gratia Cogitan from contemplation Since: Dec, 2009
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#25: Nov 15th 2011 at 3:10:49 PM

-Takes the gun out from under his shirt as he approaches the school-

When the shady figure asks him his name, Steve replies, "Who wants to know?"

Great. Wacko Number Two. -Tenses a bit, expecting some high-speed assault like with the last assassin-

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