Murder High - (Started/Closed)

[Broken Orange]

Shaking Nick's hand, not wanting anymore enemies than possible, Luke "not lucas" Hamill kept on trudging to the school.

I wonder if I they have any clothing that isn't so...orange.

"I am going to be honest, Nick. You kinda of scare me a little."

 

[SeanTheSheep]

"That's far from the first time I've heard that." Nick said "My favourite time was my lawyer saying that when they cuffed me to take me back into the court room for sentencing." He added, his eyes lighting up and a smile spreading across his face. "I'm sociopathic, unrepentant about what I've done, not choosey about who I kill, and highly methodical in how I go about that. In all, I'm God's perfect warrior." He said, deciding not to let Luke know he was joking about the first and last parts, because 'a reputation can be just as effective as the person themself' as his adoptive mother had always said. Whatever that meant, anyway...

 

[ThreeWords]

Bullshit, though Jon, A sociopath wouldn't be trying to impress, and a methodical killer can't be simply 'not choosey'. Unrepentant certainly, unstable propbably, self decieving in all liklihood and taking us for fools... Well, two can play at that game...

Outwardly, he smiled at Nick's words, and said, "So how'd you get caught?"

 

[Quad08]

The sounds of shouting and heavy machinery could be heard as the group rounded the next corner and before their eyes, Murder High came into view, looking more like a deranged military boot camp than a school. High walls of crumbling concrete covered in barbwire met there sight, with the words 'MUrdEr HIgh' painted sloppily along the wall in black paint beside a large twisted metal gate as high as the concrete walls.

Behind the metal gate, the group could see various groups of students running around or at various kinds of work stations. The school itself was just as large and as bland as it had looked in the Introduction Video but now it had sandbags along the roof, with figures holding rifles patrolling the rooftops.

"Oi!"

A booming voice called from atop of the concrete wall. A tall man holding some kind of automatic weapon looked down on the group, wearing orange dirt covered overalls and light grey t-shirt. His eyes were covered by what looked like scuba goggles and a green military looking helmet covered his head.

"You the new kids? What r' ur names? Shout em' out or I start shooting!"

 

[Xero Scythe]

Damien raised his hands above his head. "Yo, don't get trigger-happy with that thing, alright? I'm Damien Lier. We just got here, like you said." Damien lowered his voice so that all the members of the group and only themembers of the group could hear. "No false names. They probably have a list of the newbies, and are just askin' t' confirm. Think of it like kindergarden roll call, except screwing around means a bit more pain than Sister Mary coming 'round with the paddle." Damien really hoped Aurore wouldn't do something stupid.

 

[Broken Orange]

"My name is Luke Hamill, but you can call me Luke Hamill."

Looking around, Luke notice the place is a more of a work camp, instead of a school. Curious, he wonder how things could get so fucked up here.

"Hope we don't get shot first day of class."

 

[SeanTheSheep]

"Nick Graves." Nick shouted up to the man on the building threatening them with a gun. Messing with such a person in the same way he had been irking Doc and Luke would not be a good idea if instead of annoyed looks, a bullet would be the punishment. "I don't know about you Damien, but I wouldn't mind a paddling from the Sister Mary I know" he said to the towering co-con with a flash of his teeth that could easily be taken as a grin by those who wouldn't know what to look for.

 

[Fishtie]

More shooting? David wondered if shooting and threats of shooting were going to be a common everyday as today.

"David... um... er..." He seemed to forget for a moment but didn't seem overly concerned. "Rembrandt." He finished. "All you had to do was ask."

 

[Quad08]

The man leaned forward slightly, nodding his head at each one of the kids before stopping mid-nod and looking over everyone again

"You missing a person? I thought there was supposed to be more of you!"

He called down, before looking past the students and towards the ruins of Camelot City

 

[Xero Scythe]

Damien took a single look at Nick's smile and put him in the 'do not trust even with a knife against your throat' category immediately. Damien chuckled. "Huh. Didn't take you for an S&M guy, Nick. My sister Mary had a paddle that she drilled bloody holes into to cut down on air resistance. She also had a voice that could peel the skin off paint and a face that didn't need the help. " Damien murmured. He looked up to the man. "Yeah, 'nother kid named Casey. Didn't wanna get out, so they shot the poor bastard. These two are Doc and Aurore." Damien said, gesturing to the two in question. "That fills out the roll card, correct?" Damien just wanted to get the guns out of his face.

 

[Broken Orange]

"So, can we go to class now or are you going to let us starve out here?"

I hope that he doesn't shoot us.

 

[ThreeWords]

Jon sniggered as he heard Damien and Nick. This was his reaction to most sexual remarks, and while most people thought he was being immature, the truth was that he simply found such a bizzare fascination with flesh ridiculous

"Aye, I'm Doc, but the lists'll have me down as Jon Shannow" he said to the guard, "And I'll second Luke's question; I'm hungry like you wouldn't believe"

 

[SeanTheSheep]

"How?!" Exclaimed Nick in an hurt tone "You ate a burger not five minutes ago, and you're already hungry. And you ate mine too for that matter!" He said, pointing a finger at Luke "I haven't eaten since before sentencing, and I'm not moaning about my hunger. Maybe it's how I was raised, but you eat when you get fed, and you don't complain afterwards."

 

[ThreeWords]

"I'm hungry for more than just food," said Jon softly, "I need a fix and soon. I don't need much to get it set, but it would help to be inside the school."

 

[Broken Orange]

"Nick, Have you ever heard of a joke? I am trying to liven up the mood."

Jeez, this is going to be a long stay."

 

[Quad08]

"WELL THEN!"

The man on the wall suddenly shouted

"It appears you're all here! Welcome to Murder High. Congrats. Nice to meet you all. It's an honor really. I'm Max. I guard the gate. Got it? Good!"

A sudden coughing fit shook Max's body, before he suddenly jumped upright again

"ANYWAYS! Your first homeowrk assignment is to scour the ruins and find something useful, it doesn't matter what, and return with it. How useful the item or items you bring back will determine on how well you eat when you return. NOW GET TO IT!"

 

[SeanTheSheep]

"Righto" Nick said simply, and turned around, heading back towards the ruins. There didn't see to be a time limit, but the quicker he got moving and found something, the quicker he could get under shelter. It seemed that the environment around here wasn't going to be particularly nice if he was stuck out in it for too long, so finding something good was going to be the best course of action. The definition of "useful" mattered greatly, as if Max meant practically useful, then a working appliance would benefit him. If he meant for survival in the school, then a knife or set of knives would be much nicer to have on his person.

 

[Broken Orange]

Luke was caught by surprise when the guard told the group that they needed to find something of value.

Good thing I had those two burgers. One would figure that the ppl people here would have gotten everything valuable by now.

"Any tips?" Luke shouted towards the man on the wall.

 

[Fishtie]

David tilted his head a bit at the command to return with something useful but he didn't stand there for long. Turning around he ran off quite quickly.

However, he didn't go very far, only about 100 feet before he stopped. Crouching near a decaying building he scrabbled around for a few seconds before evidently finding something.

Running back with whatever it was in his hands David stopped in front of the gate and raised the item over his head with both hands. "I found something!" He yelled at Max. The item could now clearly bee seen as a chunk of broken concrete about two fists in size. "It has many uses." He continued. "Therefore it is very useful right?."

With that said he began to list off things that it was useful for. "You could wash laundry against it. Hammer tent pitons in with it. Sharpen knives against it. Use it to flake stones for knifes. Hold a door open with it. Break it down for shot. Use it as part of a fire circle. Dry meat on it..." It seemed like David had no intention of stopping for a long time.