Weird IC - The urge to kill
Another IC post, but this one is a little different. I'd like people to vote at the end of it - the campaign refs obviously have power of veto, so if they really want/really don't want the vote to swing one way or another, I'll have to abide by their decision. With that, lets see...
It's festival time in my town.
The entire town, plus quite a few visitors, are out and about, either manning the stalls, or enjoying themselves. It's lasted quite far into the night already, and doesn't seem to show any signs of stopping.
- This dream again....
And there I am, quietly watching the bustling crowd from a bench.
- Maybe, even back then, I felt alienated.
My health hadn't been too good recently, due to that incident. It was over 4 years ago now, but I still wasn't stable. I occasionly fainted for no reason. Nothing serious.
I watch the crowds go by. No one stands out, even friends and family seem to be part of the blur.
Is this normal?
Suddenly...
- In the same place as always.
I notice a woman in a white dress.
My eyes are glued to her. I can barely move my head.
As she passes by my seat, my eyes follow her.
- Wait a second...
I smile a little to myself and stand up. I move to follow her.
- Was she...
I need to follow her. I need to catch up to her....
- human?
....and...talk to her? What do I want to do with her?
Hah.
I laugh at my childishness.
I'm not a little boy anymore. I know what I want with her.
I'm going to catch her and **** her.
The woman in white appears to be moving away from the town.
Lucky. After all, what I'm going to do, I can't do in front of other people.
They'd get in the way.
We pass the outskirts of town. Theres virtually no one here. I'll wait just a little longer.
- Not again...
It begins raining.
She walks into a small clearing with a tent in it just off the road.
Here.
Here is where I will do it.
I check my pockets and smile. The tools are all here.
I speed up a little as she stretches.
If she makes it into the tent, things will get troublesome.
Just as I am about to break cover, I frown.
I can't do it like this.
- I don't want to see this again...
As I realize the problem, I give myself another quick grin. Then....
I take off my glasses.
- No...please don't...
Now I can do it. With this helping me, I can definately do it.
Quickly.
I rush out from hiding, doing my best to combine speed and stealth, using the sound of rain as cover.
Just as I'm about to reach her, she turns round with an "eh?" of surprise.
But its too late.
- Nonononononononono....
I bring out the knife in my pocket, making a line of splahes in the sky, and calmly, cleanly....
Slice her into 7 pieces.
Through the neck. From the left inner leg to the thigh. Across the right knee. The left wrist. The right elbow. And along the bottom of the ribcage.
I slice her cleanly into 7 chunks of meat.
Once I finish, I regain my senses.
- NO!
- Discontinuity.
I wake up with a start. My bed is soaking with sweat. I had the old nightmare again. The dream of the first time I felt the irrational urge to kill, and the only time I succumbed to it.
The only problem is, I'm still not sure if that was real. I don't remember how I got home, and the next day there was no sign of a body. The clearing was only just off the main road, so if there was a body, someone would have seen it. The rain would have washed the blood from my clothes, but it wouldn't wash away the large chunks of human meat I had left.
- Human? Was she really human?
And that was another thing - there was no way I could have chopped her up that easily. To do that, she must have been made out of paper. I heard somewhere it takes several minutes of sawing to chop off a limb.
Yeah, theres no way I could've done that.
With those comforting thoughts, I start to drift back to sleep.
After all, tommorow, I'm setting off for the Vale...
So thats it. Vote on whether that actually happened or not - democratic character decisions are the best character decisions!
It's festival time in my town.
The entire town, plus quite a few visitors, are out and about, either manning the stalls, or enjoying themselves. It's lasted quite far into the night already, and doesn't seem to show any signs of stopping.
- This dream again....
And there I am, quietly watching the bustling crowd from a bench.
- Maybe, even back then, I felt alienated.
My health hadn't been too good recently, due to that incident. It was over 4 years ago now, but I still wasn't stable. I occasionly fainted for no reason. Nothing serious.
I watch the crowds go by. No one stands out, even friends and family seem to be part of the blur.
Is this normal?
Suddenly...
- In the same place as always.
I notice a woman in a white dress.
My eyes are glued to her. I can barely move my head.
As she passes by my seat, my eyes follow her.
- Wait a second...
I smile a little to myself and stand up. I move to follow her.
- Was she...
I need to follow her. I need to catch up to her....
- human?
....and...talk to her? What do I want to do with her?
Hah.
I laugh at my childishness.
I'm not a little boy anymore. I know what I want with her.
I'm going to catch her and **** her.
The woman in white appears to be moving away from the town.
Lucky. After all, what I'm going to do, I can't do in front of other people.
They'd get in the way.
We pass the outskirts of town. Theres virtually no one here. I'll wait just a little longer.
- Not again...
It begins raining.
She walks into a small clearing with a tent in it just off the road.
Here.
Here is where I will do it.
I check my pockets and smile. The tools are all here.
I speed up a little as she stretches.
If she makes it into the tent, things will get troublesome.
Just as I am about to break cover, I frown.
I can't do it like this.
- I don't want to see this again...
As I realize the problem, I give myself another quick grin. Then....
I take off my glasses.
- No...please don't...
Now I can do it. With this helping me, I can definately do it.
Quickly.
I rush out from hiding, doing my best to combine speed and stealth, using the sound of rain as cover.
Just as I'm about to reach her, she turns round with an "eh?" of surprise.
But its too late.
- Nonononononononono....
I bring out the knife in my pocket, making a line of splahes in the sky, and calmly, cleanly....
Slice her into 7 pieces.
Through the neck. From the left inner leg to the thigh. Across the right knee. The left wrist. The right elbow. And along the bottom of the ribcage.
I slice her cleanly into 7 chunks of meat.
Once I finish, I regain my senses.
- NO!
- Discontinuity.
I wake up with a start. My bed is soaking with sweat. I had the old nightmare again. The dream of the first time I felt the irrational urge to kill, and the only time I succumbed to it.
The only problem is, I'm still not sure if that was real. I don't remember how I got home, and the next day there was no sign of a body. The clearing was only just off the main road, so if there was a body, someone would have seen it. The rain would have washed the blood from my clothes, but it wouldn't wash away the large chunks of human meat I had left.
- Human? Was she really human?
And that was another thing - there was no way I could have chopped her up that easily. To do that, she must have been made out of paper. I heard somewhere it takes several minutes of sawing to chop off a limb.
Yeah, theres no way I could've done that.
With those comforting thoughts, I start to drift back to sleep.
After all, tommorow, I'm setting off for the Vale...
So thats it. Vote on whether that actually happened or not - democratic character decisions are the best character decisions!