-Cheng Wu-
"Greetings to the new day..." Cheng lazily got off of his bed. He looked out of the bright window in his room to see the sign, "Welcome to Fairview." The sun slowly lost brightness as a cloud began to unsparingly envelope the light.
He briskly walked toward the end of his room and opened the door to a new life. Still, Cheng seemed worried about something. He put a hand in his pocket and stepped out of his trailer. He saw a suspicious red Cadillac in the distance.
Cheng's new quest was to reach that very car. So taking the first steps toward it, his hand started to grip something in the pocket. After making it into the car, he pulled out a pair of keys from the pocket and started the vehicle.
In the row of seats behind Cheng, two figures stirred; one on the seats and the other on the floor. The sounds of mumbling were muffled. A soft banging could be heard from the trunk. The Asian boy turned around to see two humans in ragged and ripped clothes. Cheng's eyes sparkled as he slyly smiled at them. "Salutations. Friendly questions about the status of your health?" The two had their limbs tied together by wires and rope. They were blindfolded.
The sunlight, now unhindered by the clouds, seeped through the windows. There were bruises and cuts on the two. The incarcerated persons tried to move, hoping to rip through the wires. Cheng drove the car down a desolate highway in a desert, away from the Fairview sign. After about fifty miles, Cheng drove off the road and stopped when the car was twenty yards away from the highway.
Wu turned off the car and took the keys with him. He pulled down the windows, popped the trunk, and nonchalantly got out of his Cadillac. He looked inside the trunk, which held another person very similar in attire and health as the previous two. He took off all three's blindfolds. "Apologies, but I must take valediction." As Cheng turned around the three tried to yell through their mufflers. "Statement about having no more hindrance in your troubled lives. Find meaning in your lives. There is no future but what you make."
Cheng walked away without a care in the world, back to where he drove. Back to Fairview.
edited 23rd Aug '10 5:57:54 PM by ckretaznman
BEEP BEEP BEEP!
"...Five more minutes, mother..."
BEEP BEEP BEEP!
With a groan, William Dallenger turned around and slammed his hand on the alarm clock by his bed. That was one of the many problems he had with this motel; back home, his alarm clock could be set so it played a radio instead of an alarm that could only be warning of the apocalypse. Then again, waking up on time was a small price to pay, considering how little Will wanted to return home.
After flinging the covers off the bed, Will changed from his blue plaid pajamas into his regular outfit. He had to pass on showering until building maitenance got around to fixing the plumbing, but again, he'd rather be here than listing to his mother drone on and on about applying to university and getting a career and all that jazz. Of course he'd apply himself harder later on in life, but after a lifetime dealing with obnoxious bullies and stuck up girls who were utterly conscienceless, Will thought he had deserved this break hundreds of miles away from his former classmates.
As his brain was usually a bit fuzzy first thing in the morning, Will didn't quite remember why he'd bothered to stay in this Fairview place at all, let alone rent a bad motel room for a week. His best bet was, while driving through the town looking for some place to spend the night, something must have reminded him of the few good memories he had of his hometown. But Will decided that the reason didn't really matter; he was here now, and he might as well make the most of it.
After double-checking to see that the key to his room actually worked, Will decided to leave the cheap motel and explore the town. If he had any luck whatsoever, this town had an Internet Cafe somewhere closeby. A few minutes surfing the web could boost Will up better than a double-mocha-latte-something ever could.
The teen's stomach soon growled. He hasn't eaten anything actually filling for a while. Squirrel wasn't really his kind of meal...and that was all he's had for the past couple of days. This town seemed to have a strangely large population of squirrels now that he thought about it...
He shrugged it off as he walked in to the main part of town. He had a weird feeling as he passed by the internet cafe, but he's been getting that alot from pretty much every where. He didn't know what it was, but for some reason, it matched up with the strange feeling he got about this town.
Ignoring that, he soon came across a store with T.V's on display. The local News channel, he assumed. He was ready to continue walking when a few words caught his interest...
"...A local grocery store was found vandalised last night. A suspect is uncertain, but seemingly nothing was stolen...."
The young man grinned, knowing that this was his lucky day. He hoped that no one was around this early in the morning. He started to run. It shouldn't be too far from here
I'm a ghost, you didn't see me.
Stephen clenched his fingers, heart rate accelerating. He swiveled around, keeping his vision down the sights as he searched for his hunter. The short range flamethrower wouldn't protect him over long distances, but if anyone got within his reach they would die. Would... he thought to himself. Suddenly, he heard a taunt. "I think not." A man fired his gun, a powerful revolver, surprising Stephen and clipping him in the shoulder.
"Dammit..." Stephen muttered. He spun around again, spraying flames everywhere. But he wasn't fast enough. A cold knife stuck into his spine as Stephen stood up from the netbook, banging the table. "Eric, you asshole!" he yelled, slamming back the frappucino on the table. "Fucking fuck fuckity fuck!" Just another day in the cyber cafe playing TF 2 on a public netbook. Fun stuff. He sealed up the cup and left, blinking for a second in the sunlight. Fairview. Right. Stephen decided to take the scenic route home.
"Sweet salvation!" Will exclaimed as he found exactly what he was looking for. Thankfully, the only person that could've heard his odd outcry was a guy in a dark blue jacket running away in the opposite direction, and he'd seemed to have ignored it.
Will quickly hurried inside, almost running right into some kid with brown hair that was exiting at about the same time. Poor chap was probably stunned by the sunlight; Will had gone through the same thing many times before. William quickly found a vacant netbook, and decided that the first thing he'd do with it was find out more about where exactly he was.
It didn't take long to find a couple of news topics. 'Reports of mystery'? Will couldn't remember the last time he'd heard of something simueltainously intriguing and cliche. He decided not to bother himself with any more of that foolishness, and instead decided to check up on his favourite webcomics. It'd been a while since he last had access to the internet, so he could only hope that the inevitable archive binge wouldn't be too painful.
Finally having made it to the grocery store depicted on the news, he inspected the scene.
It seemed clear, no owner and no cops. Now he could get a proper meal! He stepped over some yellow tape and entered the store. The exterior of the building didn't looked that banged up...
But the interior sure was. It seemed as if someone just felt like crazily trashing the place. Several stands were busted down, display cases seemingly teared through like paper, it dosen't seem liike something a human being could do.
"..." His stomach growled. Looks like he'll have to scavenge for stuff once again. The teen made sure not to touch anything if he wasn't going to take it with him. He didn't want to take the blame for this.
edited 24th Aug '10 4:43:19 PM by lightdarkhero250
I'm a ghost, you didn't see me.
-Cheng Wu-
"...Expression of starvation and stating absurd amounts of food comparable to a live animal's weight I could eat." Cheng eyed a Mc Donalds a few yards away from him and moved towards it. He walked passed a recently derelict grocery store with yellow tape stretched across it.
Cheng went up to the register and stated, "Order of a certain type of food," with a completely straight face.
The cashier looked at Cheng in bewilderment. "What?"
"Repeated statement about ordering food."
"... I... I... I don't know what to say. Y'know what? I'll just say that you want a cheeseburger with Sprite, all right?" The cashier exasperatedly sighed.
"Agreement."
"I'll take that as a yes," he said as he rolled his eyes.
~A few minutes later~
A little Japanese girl in a simple, pink and red dress with pigtails was sitting alone eating fries. Cheng, feeling a bit sorry for her took a seat across from her.
"Compellation." Cheng said happily.
The girl looked up and saw the teen in front of her. She recoiled backwards a little, but sensing that he wasn't a bad person she smiled.
"Um... Hi, I'm Nanako Dojima." She put on what seemed to be a genuine smile. "It's nice to meet you! What's your name?"
Cheng replied with, "My name."
"Huh? Oh... Well..." At that moment it seemed as if she had an epiphany. "Oh! You don't have to worry about me, Big Bro's going to be back soon."
"Addressing the stability of the situation." Cheng nodded as he rubbed his chin in an approving manner.
"OK..." Nanako then spotted someone, "Hey, Big Bro! Look, I made a new friend." A silver haired teen walked over to the two. He then glimpsed at Cheng and gave what seemed to be a death glare.
Noticing the dangerous aura coming from the 'Big Bro', Wu stood up and shook his hand. "Salutations! Interest in the subsequent events of the situation, but expressing unhappiness over having to leave so soon." He offered his hand toward Nanako as she took it and shook it excitedly. After that, he took his leave from the restaurant in order to not make the situation worse.
The teen began to walk back the way he came. He passed the abandoned store again and took a side glance at the inside while walking past it.
Cheng suddenly stopped. "...Questioning myself over what was witnessed?" Without even turning, Wu stepped backwards a few feet and stopped in front of the store and looked through the yellow tape. There was a man in there apparently searching for food. After a few moments of thought and just standing there, Wu decided to talk to the probable bum alone.
"Acknowledgment over your consumption problems!"
edited 23rd Aug '10 11:55:06 PM by ckretaznman
((....How did two characters from Japan suddenly appear in an American Mc Donalds?!
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The teen sensed another odd presence. He suddenly jumped as he heard a voice speaking to him.
He examined the person in front of him. "..." Although not showing signs of fear, he felt slightly curious of the other teen's manner of speech and the strange power that seemed to come from him.
"..." After a few awkward seconds of silence, he went back to scavenging for any leftover food. What he got so far was an apple.
I'm a ghost, you didn't see me.
-Cheng Wu-
"..." Cheng was just outright ignored. "Feelings of pity leading to a small donation." He looked in his Mc Donalds bag and took out the fries that he ordered. He carefully placed the package of fries on the door so the man in front of him could see it. Without another word, Wu turned back to walk towards his trailer.
The teen ran up to the fries and picked them up.
"Thank you." He said to the stranger. But he still wanted to inspect the grocery store for some reason. It gave off a weird energy as well, but nothing like the one's that came from people...It felt malicious.
I'm a ghost, you didn't see me.
Annd just as Stephen left some guy crashed into him and spilled his coffee.
"Dude! Not! Cool!" he yelled at the guy entering, using one of the other computers to check his webcomics. Stephen took off his gray jacket and slung it over his shoulder, revealing a clever shirt
underneath. Got it for his birthday.
Ah, gonna have to wash the coffee off later. Not really coffee, more of a... drink. Slushy? Hipster juice. Interesting how it stayed chilled the whole forty-five minutes I was there. He headed down the street, stopping at the glimpse of yellow tape out of the corner of his eye. Stephen tossed the empty frappucino cup in a trash can and stepped inside. The hell? the place was really mangled. Stuff was either broken or spilled on the floor.
"Uhh, hello? Anyone here?" he saw two other guys, one in a black coat and shoes that clashed with it, and another kid, a little older than him, with a dark blue jacket and matching jeans. He continued slowly walking inside. "Hey, you should probably get outta here, the cops see us here they might think we did this."
"..." The teen now felt another twinge of power near him as another guy entered the vandalised grocery store once again.
"..." He shrugged, knowing that whatever was giving off this strange energy, he couldn't find it. He ate some fries as he casually walked by the two strangers. it seems he had to think about some things if he wanted to get any further with this.
I'm a ghost, you didn't see me.
Stephen slowly watched as the kid in the blue outfit left. "Um." he cleared his throat. "You, uh... you gonna do anything but be all silent and mysterious and stuff? It's rude, and I don't like rude people."
"..." The quiet teen looked back at the kid who called him out on his silence.
"You two feel the same." He coldly shrugged as he started to walk away once more.
"This place however...it feels different." He examined the whole building once again.
"If you care, keep an eye on it." He put his arms behind his head.
"Name's Reid."
I'm a ghost, you didn't see me.
"You got a number, Reid?" asked Stephen, pulling out his phone.
"Nope." He finished the fries, tossing the cup behind him.
"Midnight." The teen seemed to be referring to the time to meet up. He walked away, leaving Cheng and Stephen.
It was still in the early morning. He'd need to get some supplies for tonight. The first item on his to-do list was a backpack...how he was going to get one with no money, should be left up to your imagination.
I'm a ghost, you didn't see me.
"Um. O...okay. What about you? You gonna meet him too?" Stephen said, turning to Cheng.
-Cheng Wu-
"Noting the suspicious activities both of you are partaking in and showing reluctance of trust for strangers I just met." Cheng said with a finger in the air.
"Riiight. Um." Stephen recognized puzzles like this from some adventure games he'd played. "Query of your country of origin, as well as your skill with the English Language. Also your name."
-Cheng Wu-
Someone's talking like him. "Explanation about my country of origin and my name!" Cheng passionately responded. Looks like someone made a new friend.
edited 24th Aug '10 6:15:25 PM by ckretaznman
"Um. Statement that my name is Stephen Shaw. Additional statement that I am named after my grandfather. Request that you format your sentences similarly to mine to avoid confusion." said Stephen.
-Cheng Wu-
"Understanding of your request about the format of my speech," Cheng replied while rubbing his chin.
"Addressing the difficulty I am about to face with through an interrup-"
He paused for a moment. "Request accepted and implemented. Statement about my name being Cheng Wu and country of origin being China. Additional declarations about having been birthed in America and that my name was given to me by my parietal parent. Hoping for confusion to be avoided."
"Expression of gratitude." Stephen was having a lot of fun with this. "Query as to why you talk like that." It was all about simply describing what you want say.
-Cheng Wu-
"Explanation about raising me to keep secrets for my family and friends. Clarification that I lived in a city with groups of dangerous people. Adding on that it was a fail-safe in case of my ever impending imprisonment." Cheng blissfully explained.
((REBOOT: Hello, anyone who is reading this. Since the old RP session got stuck in a rather broken position, I have decided to start over, with a new RP and Discussion Thread. Sign-Up Thread is here.
))
A normal, everyday town somewhere in the United States. Strange reports of mystery has given it some popularity in only a year. Despite it's rather unoriginal name...
The young man tossed the newspaper to the ground, having read the only information that really mattered in his eyes. He casually walked away from the lawn he had picked it up from. He yawned, having had a hard time finding a good place to rest.
The sun was slowly rising as he strolled away from the housing development. A shining dawn was enveloping the afrementioned town from the newspaper. A town called Fairview.
edited 18th Apr '11 1:02:16 PM by lightdarkhero250
I'm a ghost, you didn't see me.