Leo finished slicing across the unfortunate boy's throat, feeling the life slip away. Satisfied, Leo released his grip on Raven's chin and let the corpse collapse into a heap on the floor. Leo watched him for a second, the blood spilling out from the wide wound. Silent, he walked into the bedroom an...

((OOC: Again, GMing condoned by Muninn.)) Leo yanked the glass out of Raven's arm, tiny shards flaking off the main piece and embedding themselves in Raven's muscle and flesh. Blood was streaming out of the large wound, and Leo, face stern, stared into his victim's eyes. "See what your monument...

((OOC: Godmodding. Condoned. You know the drill.)) My, this one's stupidity never ceases to amaze... As Leo began charging, he noticed the disoriented Raven focus on him, and then begin charging him right back. He had initiated a game of chicken, and whoever ducked out of the way would surely have t...

Of all the things he could have done... Raven's jerking backwards had taken Leo by surprise, and Leo let go of Raven's wrist as quickly as possible. Leo staggered back a little, shock plastered across his face. He patted down his hair with his free hand, and glared at the boy. Then, he laughed. &qu...

Leo chucked as the concussed boy fumbled for his weapon. He pulled it out and held it in his hand. A fork. "Armed to the teeth, I see," Leo remarked sardonically. He took a couple of steps towards Raven, who seemed less scared than he had been. First Mr. Gilbert, now him - why do all the p...

Leo essentially skipped over to the broken glass on the inside of the bedroom. All of the confusing thoughts, all of the nasty emotions had been swept into the corner, overridden by one primal drive. Kill him. Leo rifled through the broken glass shards before finding a suitably large and pointy one....

"I.." Leo watched Raven intently. Raven's hand had moved slowly towards something out of Leo's eyeshot, and Leo frowned. Mr. Lawrence had a weapon. Silly me, not checking for it. Oh well. The boy took a step forward, and then moved over to the wall in what could be described as a mix of a...

The rain fell. Leo had stopped sobbing about a minute after starting, and had reverted to staring stony-eyed at the battered corpse of Ryan Gilbert, a million thoughts running through his head. Thoughts about the kill. Thoughts about Ryan. Thoughts about the game. Thoughts about home. Thoughts about...

((OOC: All godmodding from here on out approved by Sciph. I've tried to give each of the characters equal development - hope I've succeeded.)) "You must always be prepared - who knows who or what you could encounter in these dangerous times." Ryan slowly began to shake the groggy feeling t...

((OOC: Godmodding approved by Sciph.)) Ryan Gilbert fell to the floor, Leo's manoeuvre working perfectly. There was a sickening crack as his head collided with the hard wood, and Leo winced, then smiled, at the sound. Mr. Gilbert attempted to stand again, but then collapsed into the corner, gravity ...

((OOC: Apologies in advance for breaking the post order, Clu, but Ryan's arrived, and we need to do this. Check your PMs for more info. http://z6.ifrm.com/static/emo/1.png )) Leo had just finished tying up the final lot of flax around Raven and the bed when the window exploded as a rock flew through...

((NB: Godmodding approved by Munnin.)) "Are you playing?" Leo jerked upright and swung around, his legs now dangling off the bed. He did a light jump off and moved towards the tall, messy-looking boy in front of him. Raven Lawrence, tall, socially negligible , was standing in front of him....

((Continued from Desperation )) Leo Curtis wasn't in the greatest frame of mind after what he'd just witnessed. He was shocked, shocked, that there were people in his school who would stoop to rape when the chips were down and the watchmen weren't watching. Murder's one thing, but rape...that's just...

Dorian was pissed. In fact, he was more than pissed. He was irate, vitriolic, infuriated, extremely fucking angry. There had to be a transmission tower - it made no sense that there was none, surely it would be physically impossible to transmit the announcements to such a remote and unknown location...

Dorian walked around the clearing, his eyes scanning across every inch of clear ground. Clear, undisturbed, grass-covered ground. Not a single transmitter, not a single power box, not even a single goddamned aerial . It's the highest altitude on the goddamned island, what the fuck is going on here? ...