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Date Posted: 14:33:10 06/05/03 Thu
Author: CAS & Cro.
Subject: (*titters, eats popcorn, watches the futile efforts of the silly little girl*)
In reply to: India 's message, "Fine !" on 14:12:56 06/05/03 Thu

Sorry, deara, Zeth has a few tricks up his rotten little sleeves, I oughta know. That dun work... and he'll get to keep his wunnerful gun, too. *cough Zethipookins! TIMEO'S GI-IFT! cough*

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[> [> [> [> .:.SaveMe.:. -- Zeth, 20:51:29 06/05/03 Thu

.:. Sweet endless dream- it ends here. With a sly grin that could only pass for that all knowing �Watch it� twitch in his lip, he grabbed the wrists of the girl that lunged at him. �What happened to the cell phone? You lost interest in that real fast. What a same- it�s free nights and weekends you know� Wrenching the woman with his massive strength, his gun was aimed upon the dog. �Looky! The abuse center�s first client!� a series of shots heavily showered the air as he allowed himself to fall back with the weight of the woman pinned to him. With an ease slip, they faded from the real world and into a shadow realm. Gray and black overwhelmed the senses. The sounds of the fired shots ringing away until silence devoured them. They had to solid form- they were simply in the world of shadows. Zeth had been given the power a while back from his dear and helpful friend...he could control it just enough to maintain grip on the other female. Insuring she wouldn�t be lost in the realm. With a hand slipping around her transparent neck, the Glock�s cold barrel was pressed to her temple as they were shoved back into the real world. Within a blink of eye they had moved from one side of the fallen female to the other. He now had two hostages. How fun ^.^ .:. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> ::Seems The Hero Needs Saving:: -- Rhosyn, 21:05:38 06/05/03 Thu *looking up from her spot on the floor at the female, she shot India a look of "gee now, that didn't help anyone, did it?" Seeming to give up all hope, she sighed* What now, then all mighty captor? *slowly the petite figure stood, her emerald eyes downcast* [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> .:.SaveMe.:. -- Zeth, 21:32:36 06/05/03 Thu .:.Eyes shifting from his shiny gun to his fallen captive he laughed. �First I see if I hit that dog-and I didn�t...you will. Got it? Because if you don't listen to me you die. I don't know what�s more of a lose. The dog or the bitch�.:. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ::Knights In White Satin:: -- Rhosyn, 21:55:26 06/05/03 Thu *features losing all color, she let out a small cry, her hands covering her mouth as she nearly gagged* But I've never killed anything! I'm a vegan for crying out loud! [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .:.SaveMe.:. -- Zeth, 22:19:46 06/05/03 Thu .:.Amazing speed brought the barrel pointing to the pleading female. �Save it� he hissed as his trained index finger squeeze his trigger lightly, but just enough to send yet another bullet flying with mark men ship speed into the female�s shoulder- inches from her head. �Silly me- I missed� Of course, his aim had been true but his words were meant to strike fear into the heart. He would give no one an advantage here. With the same speed the gun was brought back to the other female�s head. �At this close range I can�t miss� was the treat the other vixen received. Eyes glanced to the door as the point of the gun was pressed to the cell phone-hero want to be girl. �Where are the cops for crying out loud? I mean- 911 is suppose to be fast...� He gave a disgusted cry. �Where is he?� Was he refereeing to a police that he wanted to revenge upon or someone else? [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> / Dare to Play by My Rules? \ -- Brad, 22:41:52 06/05/03 Thu / Blonde male slids down the urban town street, zipping past the stores, admiring the reflection of his car in the passing windows. Suddenly, shot is heard and he slowly drives by the window that it came from. Rolls his eyes when he sees that it is Zeth standing there. He pulls Lambirgini Diablo VT Roadster into the adjacent backally. He pulls his set of knives from the backseat, and quickly straps it around his waist. Also, a sword slids from behind the seat as well. He runs his fingers across the steel grey frame of the car as he walked quietly to the door. He slips in the back. He quietly comes around through the office to the door that enters the store. He hears Zeth's threats to his hostages and once again rolls his eyes. He was coming from behind them, so they wouldn't see. He slid the sword back, and slipped one of his shorter throwing knives out. With a quick flip of his wrist, he had placed it over Zeth and his hostages' heads and it cleanly stuck into the wall facing the trio. \ I missed... / He said sarcastically. \ [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ::Well That Wasn't Nice:: -- Rhosyn, 22:54:40 06/05/03 Thu *small frame lurching back and landing upon the floor once more, vivd green eyes staring first at Zeth and then at the male, the cat having caught her tongue as a scarlet blossom stained her pale flesh and the fabric of her top. Realization finally hitting her, she started blubbering hysterically, beggin them not to hurt her anymore* [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .:.SaveMe.:. -- Zeth, 23:00:11 06/05/03 Thu .:.Flinching slightly, and cursing himself for doing so. He freaked as the knife sailed over his head, brushing his hair with it�s current of air. He gave one sharp dirty word that wont be repeated, as she flung around- using the girl he held as a shield. Another dirty word was used to yell at the male for his sour sense of humor. �What were you trying to do? Kill me? Now deary- you know where that will get you� He looked over his shoulder to the sobbing woman. �Shut your face if you want to keep it, hear me?� the sight of her blood upon her wounded shoulder put a smirk on his face.:. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> / Dare to Play by My Rules? \ -- Brad, 23:07:30 06/05/03 Thu / Sighs. \ Don't start with me What is this? Some sort of pshycopathic rage? Well, at any sort, I've got the Lamborghini out in the ally. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .:.LoveMe.:. -- Zeth, 23:56:23 06/05/03 Thu .:.Zeth laughed at his friends comment. �Naw, I�m still safe...somewhat. I just figured I�d make a fool out of the police this morning. And yes- I got out of bed thinking that.� With his human shield still held smugly with the gun to her head he offered her to Brad. �Here-take this brat. She called the cops. I�ll get the other and we�ll split. Brad, got any chloroform in the car?� He shoved the girl forward and into the waiting arms of brad-but he kept his gun aimed at the back of India�s head.:. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ::Is There A Doctor In The House?:: -- Rhosyn, 23:09:44 06/05/03 Thu *hands clasping over her mouth, her form shuddered and convulsed as she tried to stifle her sobs, brilliant green eyes silently begging the new comer to save them* [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> / Dare to Play by My Rules? \ -- Brad, 18:06:07 06/06/03 Fri / As she was shoved into his waiting arms he caught her. He noticed bruises forming on her arms from Zeth's grip. He turned her so that her back was to him and held her, but more gently than she had been restrained by Zeth. She still wasn't in a position to get away however. He guided her out the back way and to the waiting car. While they were walking, he and Zeth conversed lightly. \ What do you chloroform for? [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .:.YouStillHide.:. -- Zeth, 19:42:46 06/06/03 Fri .:.Rolling his eyes as he roughly caught up the wounded female, his fierce nature wasn�t tamed in the least for her, though he did avoid gripping her shoulder. He forced her arms around his neck and he scooped her up to carry her out. �Sorry bout that...� His eyes rested upon her bloodied shoulder and a glint flashed in his dire eyes. Was that a bang on sympathy in his speech? Maybe. What could make Zeth go soft though? No girl. He exited the building following his life time friend and companion. �Chloroform to knock out these girls for the ride...Dude, did you forget everything I taught you when you went traveling?!?� Taunting tease was embedded into his language. �I got a handkerchief... but the chloroform will act as a sleeping gas when we put it over their noses. Remember?� .:. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ::Like I Don't Have A Reason:: -- Rhosyn, 20:50:40 06/06/03 Fri *light headed already from the loss of blood, she hung limply in his arms, barely able to mutter any more protests, as she struggled to keep concious as it was. Damn wound was still bleeding pretty freely. Not to mention that it hurt like a bitch too.* [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .-Good times gone-. -- ····, 21:45:24 06/06/03 Fri -The soft tune of 'Cailin' floats threw the alley, lights of a low lyeing car parked within throwing distance sudenly turn on, lighting the two men up... it was no cop car, that was for sure.... the engine revs angerly yet the car remains there, as if someone was dareing them to do something...anything- [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .:.RunAway.:. -- Zeth, 23:00:59 06/06/03 Fri .:.Framed and matted in the car�s bright beams, he couldn�t see past the lights to see what car had trapped the street. It was time for the famous Zeth actor to do what he did best. Lie straight out and directly. Such a talented Boy! �Help! There was a robbery! She�s wounded! We got to get her to the police!� His voice was drenched with that sweet tang of pity. At his tinged words he thrust the woman forward a little to show which of the women he was talking about. Brad was a smart guy, he�d hide the gun behind his captive�s back so he simply look like a comforting hand was placed upon a scared woman in that �oh so special� loving tender touch. The driver of the car didn�t have to know that the store had been robbed by the males- his black leather bag was innocent enough to pass for a handy dandy book bag. The driver also wouldn�t need to know Zeth was the one that had wounded the female that lay in his arms, that Brad held a gun to the other woman�s back, that in his jacket he carried two toys (The best sort that are easily faked to have license for, use nice shiny bullets and have a barrel- that isn�t full of moneys) and above all- the person in that driver�s seat did not need to know that Zeth was having the hardest time hiding his infamous smile. Dern! This was LOADS of fun!!!.:. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ::Blood Fetish:: -- Rhosyn, 23:20:43 06/06/03 Fri *head lolling back, her lids fluttered and figure trembled. So much blood. So much fun. Accenting his words with a soft moan, her breathing slowed and what could be described as raspy. Complection losing color, her grip on his shirt loosened and fell on her abdomen.* [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .-Good times gone-. -- ····, 17:54:33 06/07/03 Sat -a figure steped from the drivers seat, closeing the door... the engine of the car still ran as the figure steped between the lights and the men... slightly short but well formed... posably a woman, but the clothes where too baggy to tell- she needs a doctor zeth... i hope thats where you where takeing her... -so what if she didn't care about playing games with him... seemed he was playing one of his own- [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> HELP !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -- India, 15:25:20 06/08/03 Sun She elbows at Brads stomach. Fallowed by a punch at his private parts. She then steps at his toe and tries to flip him over her onto the ground. HELP !!!!!!!!! [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> ~ ^ ~ Dance of the Phoenix ~ ^ ~ -- ····, 16:36:36 06/08/03 Sun -the figure just stands there- don't waist your time... you can't win and they wont let you get away... -by now it was oviuse that the person near the other car was female, probly no older than 20 by the sound of her voice- [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .:.The Serenity of All.:. -- Zeth, 23:51:49 06/08/03 Sun .:.Though he had been exposed by less then a thousand words that that fair hair angel spoke, he knew the sprit and heart of the maiden that stood outline in the lights ahead of him. Like an angel coming to save him from the darkness that encased his beaten soul, she was coming to sing to him the unnamed tune of a song long forgotten and for many years lost to the people, but when she sung it�s melodic rhyme, the world came to life around her- blooming, budding, waking, springing, singing, rejoicing, and even the dancing of the leaves as the swayed and tittered to the earth�s bitter-sweet, intimidating crust instilled with grace that made the perfect movement that the words of the song lacked ability to do and create, thus tying her within the nature�s springs, embedding her into the Earth�s mountains, and painting her in the galaxy�s sky. The fair maiden which with ease conquered all there was to slay with a single song was none other then the stunning and divinely righteous Courtney. And even now as she spoke, the bronze hued male was sent into a trance that it took him a moment to realize the dove�s words were directed to him. His eyes, with much protesting and disgruntled warns, were torn from the imagery of beauty to rest upon the bloodied cupid that lay �dieing� in his arms. His lips failed to produce sound as they parted. But when he found his voice, buried deep in the emotions and thoughts that threatened to over spill their rim, it shamed the song of the maiden so much he could no longer meet her eyes with his own. �No...I was going to take her home...� .:. .:.With a jolt the serenity that had been placed upon his soul was shattered upon the ground like glass upon a unyielding surface, or the words of true love falling unto a deaf ear, the eyes of the blind taking in the beauty of a landscape or even the silken white petals of a love given rose taking on the blood of it�s owner by a strike of passionate jealousy, the male�s left arm slid from around the female�s legs, right arm supporting the graceful movement as he stood the female upon the ground, embracing and holding her up best he could. His left hand, as though not being command, reacted to the struggle behind him by pulling out a gun...not his own, but the female in his arm�s. It was prepared for use in mere seconds, the bullet sliding with ease into the firing chamber. The sound of metal sliding on metal was enough to calm the nerves of this bronc. This wasn�t his gun, and it wasn�t his shooting arm- but he had a pretty solid basis of hitting his target of the girl. With gun to her back, and now her pretty little face, a sneer came to the lips of the bulk male. No taunted remarks need be said, stated, or made. The gleam in the male�s eyes explained everything with a glance. The simple, �move and be shot� was deeply etched into it�s steely gaze.:. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ~ ^ ~ Dance of the Phoenix ~ ^ ~ -- Courtney, 14:56:23 06/09/03 Mon - a slight sigh is given, barly audable as she turned without a word and reopened the car door, moveing to get it.... somehow she knew his words would be what they where... she should have known nothing can turn a man from a path he likes.... she begins to close the door- [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Help me !!! -- India, 15:26:53 06/09/03 Mon She keeps strugling against tha man. HELP ! SOMEONE ! [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .:.Can I just cap her?.:. -- Zeth, 20:46:21 06/09/03 Mon .:. With his gun still trained upon the struggling, screaming, whining, cell phone addicted, childish girl- he went to Brad�s car. He laid the wounded female in the back seat gently and opened the driver�s door, he lowered himself just enough to pop the trunk. His gun always had a clear shot on the teen as he worked, walking back to the trunk and fishing in it to grab a bottle of liquid, fishing a handkerchief from his pocket, he set his gun down momentarily. Quickly he worked at soaking the cloth with the intoxicating liquid. With his gun retrieved, he gave a wicked grin to the female and her captive. With force he pressed the cloth to the struggling female�s mouth and nose. It wouldn�t hurt her, just knock her out temporarily and maybe give her a splitting headache in the morning. He said nothing but his eyes explained to the female and silently promised she wouldn�t be hurt. They�d just leave her in the shop for the police to find and take care of. But they had to make a clean get away. He turned slightly in time to see Courtney leaving. He didn�t want to say a name that the other females could hear, so he simple called after her. �Wait! Just one minute...please...?� .:. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> / Dare to Play by My Rules? \ -- Brad, 21:14:30 06/09/03 Mon / When the female punched at his stomach, she aimed well, but when she punched at his masculine equipment, she faltered slightly. He pulled a medium size throwing knife from the belt around his waist and put it about an inch away from her throat. He leaned down to her ear and whispered. \ I'm not exactly like him, but I can become him, if you don't stop struggling. / Through all of this, he never tightened his grip on her and he knew that it wasn't hurting her. He watched Courtney come and go. After she left, he addressed Zeth as he was working in the trunk. \ You pretty hot on this one, eh? / Even though Zeth had said nothing, he could see a look in his eyes. The only question was, "Had it been sincere?" \ [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Falls silent -- India, 12:55:22 06/10/03 Tue The girl falls silent and looks as if she is asleep. She becomes limp and heavy in the mans arms. She is completly knocked out. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> ~ ^ ~ Dance of the Phoenix ~ ^ ~ -- Courtney, 12:00:40 06/10/03 Tue -she haden't left, just sat down in the car... she sighs and reaches for her bottle of water, takeing a long swig... she had no controle over if her and phynix would wait on him, but she would try to talk phy into waiting- [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .:.Ah, she's somuch better when she is complete knocked out.:. -- Zeth, 18:43:44 06/10/03 Tue .;.Hand gestured to Brad to drag her into the store and leave her there unharmed. He carried the cloth to Rhosyn, doing the same as he had to the other girl...though she would be coming with him. Leaning over her in the seat, witty remark was made. 'I'll see you in the morning' Grin formed upon his lips as he pulled out of the car to go to Courtney. Guilt was written upon his face as he got to her door. 'Courtney...I'm sorry...'.:. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ~ ^ ~ Dance of the Phoenix ~ ^ ~ -- Courtney, 18:53:34 06/10/03 Tue -she looks up at him as he aprotched the open drivers side door, smoke sliping from her pursed and red lips as black lined eyes look into his... posably the first time he'd seen her in makeup... real makeup atleast... she doesn't say anything, he had dug himself quite a hole- [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .:.Shall he dig a little deeper so you can bury him?.:. -- Zethy (We fought over the name for an hour), 19:02:58 06/10/03 Tue .:.Grimace of pain shot to his heart at her speechless stare. ouch. He was in deep. Shrugging he stood there, arms opening to show sign of defeat on the female's behalf. 'What can I do?'.:. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .-I'd rather pull him out-. -- Courtney, 19:10:55 06/10/03 Tue .-brings the cigrett to her red painted lips and takes a long drag, oviusely frustrated with the situation-. i don't know zeth .-exhails over her shoulder-. that something you'v gota figure out.... what you want, that .-nods towards the other car-. or something a bit more.... solid .-she would make him chose, but she wouldn't influence his disision at all... it was his life, of corse her life was his too but she didn't realy care about that, she'd always trusted him with her life, her heart-. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ::The Mystery of the Whisper:: -- Rhosyn, 19:49:47 06/10/03 Tue *lids fluttering as he placed the saturated cloth over her lips and nose, she chuckled, not minding a little nap. Winking at him, she lightly placed her fingertips upon his, mummbling something resembling "g'night" before slipping into a dreamless slumber.* [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .:.Tuning Out.:. -- Zeth, 16:40:00 06/11/03 Wed .:.Sighing, he shrugged. he really didn't want to deal with this right now. Admiring the crafty way the makeup had been used to make his Courtney even more beautiful he nodded slightly. 'Follow us to the house...we'll talk there. This is the time nor place for this' Without another word he went to the other car and took his place in the passager side. Brad always did like the skillful driving part best.:. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .-Dont let yourself drown-. -- Courtney, 19:41:34 06/11/03 Wed -she nods, closeing the door after he'd moved away, the firebird peals around with unreal persission and stops inches from the other car, engine reving in want to go 'fast' zeth knew damb well why the car did that- [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> / This Comes From Within \ -- Brad, 21:06:58 06/11/03 Wed / Being sure not to squeal tires, as to not attrach attention, he waited until he got moving befor he really punched it, zipping down the road and taking backroads to get back to the warehouse...\ [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> (*Cough*) -- Lauren and Co., 00:42:50 06/12/03 Thu (Okay...how to do this in code...as not to call attention to where they are going....go to the...*Cough* Apartment in which Zethy Pie stays....got it Courtney?) [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> / Dare to Play by My Rules? \ -- Brad, 12:32:27 06/11/03 Wed / Brad picked her up under her legs and carried the lifeless women into the store. He set her up against the counter. Quickly, he pulled a cloth from his pocket and after spraying it with Clorox he whipped down all of the obvious places he thought fingerprints would be. He whipped the blood off the walls with a good deal of Clorox and he walked back out to ally. From the driver's door pocket he pulled out a lint roller brush. He rolled his entire body off well, as to not take any of the crime scene (particuraly dog hair) with them. He glanced over at Zeth as he pleaded for forgiveness. He noted that his girl was pretty and climbed in the car. He turned the key and slung the car into reverse. He made an expert exit from the ally onto the street and knew Zeth had heard him. He glanced at him. He set the lint roller in the seat, so Zeth would know to roll himself off before he got in. \ [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Lies still in a dreamland -- India, 20:01:32 06/10/03 Tue [ Post a Reply to This Message ] [ Edit | View ] Post a message: This forum requires an account to post. [ Create Account ] [ Login ] [ Contact Forum Admin ] Forum timezone: GMT-8 VF Version: 3.00b, ConfDB: Before posting please read our privacy policy. VoyForums^(tm) is a Free Service from Voyager Info-Systems. Copyright © 1998-2019 Voyager Info-Systems. All Rights Reserved.