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Posted: Sun, 17/05/2015 14:27 (9 Years ago)

"What will I do to you? Well. Take a look around, and tell me what you think." SK pulls a long knife from a drawer in the desk. He stares into the blade, then places it delicately onto the smooth wooden surface, dotted here and there with candle wax. Fidgeting noises. Of course he is scared...

"Are you...are y-you gonna take my...my..."

"-heart?" SK finishes. "Yes. Eventually. I need to performs few spells first, however. I need you alive, as long as possible. Now!" He suddenly turn and face the captive. A middle aged man, shape shifting from a whimpering fool to a large spider and back again. He is bound completely in ropes to the point where he could be mistsken for an ancient Egyptian exhibit. "How would you like to die?" asks SK. "Magic? Knives? Fire? Choose well, I don't often give my victims this choice. Don't bore me."

He shivers. "P-please don't kill me..."

"Hmm...no." SK opens his palm and a ball of dark essences form around it. The man screams in horror. Suddenly it bursts into black flame, and flies to the victims face. The man passes out from fear. Slowly, the flames lick at his face and begin to eat away at the flesh. The darkness seems to be absorbing everything that resembled life on the mans face, consuming everything except the pale, white bone. Within a few seconds, nearly all the head has been transformed into skull.

"Faster now..." SK mutters to himself, grabbing the knife off the table and stabbing it roughly between the ribs of the once living creature. Fresh blood squirts from the wound. SK jerks the blade upwards, tearing a nice sized hole in the side of the man. Well, what's left of him. With expert perscision, he reaches deep into the cut, and, after breaking a few ribs, managed to pull the cardiac sac from inside.

"Ahh, perfect. You sir are one beautiful specimen. I will enjoy harvesting your soul..."

The body drops to the floor and continues to be slowly melted away by the spell. SK doesn't seem to notice that he's covered in blood, but pulls the hood off his head and studies the heart in the light. This will do perfectly.

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Posted: Sun, 17/05/2015 12:31 (9 Years ago)

SK left the house with a sense of accomplishment. He wasn't sure why - assassination was just another part of life. He had nothing to be proud of. Crossing the abandoned streets of what once was downtown Detroit, he tried to stay hidden in the shadows as much as possible to avoid any unwanted confontations. These streets, for the more influential survivors, were usually clear, due to advanced security technology run by emergency generators. But there's no telling what might happen once he gets outside a few miles of the "rich neighborhood".

It was only a short trip to his home at the edge of the city. He was lucky enough to only find two monsters in his path: a werewolf and a giant scorpion. A quick change into the dead man, a few spells, and there were two new bodies on the street tonight. Nothing aside from the usual.

Finally he reached his abode. Vines had grown up the sides of the house, hiding the ugly brick from sight. Small though it was, it suited his needs. Pulling the rotted door softly open, he stepped inside. The simple kitchen and bedroom area looked innocent enough until the cellar was opened. Seven candles, each a different size and color, were lit on a desk. Eerie shadows were cast to the walls, which were full of shelves. The light from the candles glistened off hundreds of glass jars lining the shelves. Their contents were barely visible through the murk, but inside each one, a pulsing heart floated. Still beating, every one.

"Wh-what are you g-going to do to m-me?" Asked a crying voice in the corner.

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Posted: Sat, 16/05/2015 16:35 (9 Years ago)

"So do you take the offer?" Asked the short, pudgy man across the desk. SK's eyes narrowed. There was so much urgency in his eyes, so much desperation.

"Can you not hear me?" SK replied coldly. "I will accept nothing but a human soul as payment. You find me that, you have a deal. Until then, I decline." Standing, SK pushes back from his chair and shoulders his backpack. The disappointment on the fat man's face as he waddled across his "office" to me was almost comical.

"Look here, son," he started, trying to look prestigious and important. As if that would make SK listen to him. "I am hiring you out of the goodness of my heart. There are plenty of assassins out there willing to take on this task. What makes you think you're my only option?"

SK grins, and stands, turning to leave. "The fact that you came to me in the first place," he said over his shoulder. The man groans, obviously caught between a rock and a hard place.

"All right, FINE! You get your soul. But Avenech better be DEAD by Thursday. Got it?" He whines, defeated.

SK smirks. "Now we're getting somewhere." He turns back around and faces the man again. "Thursday. Done. But you will get me my soul, friend. Or I just might have to settle with...someone else's. I say, have you written out a will? You might want to consider it..." With that, SK silently creeps out of the room, closing the door noiselessly behind him. The man gulps.

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I_am_SK OFFLINE Forum Posts: 0	Posted: Sat, 16/05/2015 12:49 (9 Years ago)
	Name: SK Gender: Male Appearance: tall, thin, pale Soul-self: Lich Personality: Morbid, awkward, cold. I'm not good at describing myself. History: I was alive. Not sure what else to say. Before the vaccine? I killed people. The vaccine just made my job a whole lot easier, in some aspects... Items: Uhm...knife. Other: Don't touch me, or I'll kill you. Slowly. [Read more]

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