OOC: And him being a particularly terrible father isn't logical?

Hardy stared at Remy for a while and called out for Kyra to go. He could sense the friction in the air around the white-clad man.

"My father was..."

"Pfft... This is pointless."

"It's alright, Priss. Come on, Kyra. Do you remember anything? If you don't you can call on any of the remaining people here. Such as Soren..?" Hardy glanced at the unconscious youth.

"Forget it. Someone else go."
"Doesn't matter who... I'm rather bothered as of now."

"We-well my name, I know... ah..."

Hardy swooped over and handed a rose to Kyra. "A scarlet beauty for another flower, my dear. You do not have to speak if you do not wish."

Gizmo emerged from the bush. "Where the hell did he get a rose..?" He muttered to himself.

Remy quickly looked down, to see if his rose had been taken.

Trent looks back and forth between Hardy and Gizmo, with the end of his bat in his left hand. "Now, which one of you clubbed me?"

Hardy picked up Gizmo and handed him to Trent. "There you go. Now, I think that's everyone. Let's all get some sleep.. it's been a revealing day." Hardy put his hand out to Kyra. "You can sleep inside of the tent with me. Heh, a lady shouldn't sleep in the dirt. It's just ungentlemanly."

"..Now I'm having second thoughts. I think we have two rapists in our midst." Penn whispered to Gizmo and Trent, a smile creasing his face.

Gizmo snickered quietly and nudged Trent.

"You're sleeping out here now, Gizmo."

"What?! I didn't even laugh that much!"

"Oh, so you did do something. Now you're definetly sleeping out here." Gizmo mumbled to himself and crept over to his bush. Hardy pulled Kyra into the tent with him and zipped it closed.

The night settled on the group as all finally fell asleep. Remy was tucked in, being held up by Jeeves and the maids. Trent climbed a tree, feeling most comfortable there. He constantly watched the tent, wondering if Kyra was alright in there, alone with that creep. Gizmo slept peacefully in his bush. Penn, for some odd reason, slept standing straight up. Soren remained unconscious on the ground with Hunter sleeping on top of him.

The darkness covered the campsite. The fire had died out ages ago, leaving all in the inky shadows. If not all were asleep, they would've heard the engines revving from a couple miles from where they were. It was, after all, a silent world.


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Hardy awoke with a start. Beside him lay Kyra, snoring slightly. He unzipped the tent slowly. Strange, the sun was already piercing most of the ash and clouds, yet no one was up yet. Even more strange, nobody could be seen anywhere. Panicking, he scrambled out of the tent only to here the familiar sound of a shotgun being c***. He halted immediately.



OOC: Sorry there hasn't been much going on, it's been hell getting together all of my characters. Wait for our villain to show up. For now, it's only me and Kyra that are here. Everyone else has obviously been captured.

*OoC: i liek trees

"Ahh the fearless leader decides to wake up" said a cold, yet playful voice, she held two guns, one in each of her hands, a whip on her belt hung at the right, and an assortment of knives, seen and unseen. Medusa smiled at Hardy's fear and confusion. "I decided that you and your girlfriend might need some privacy, so we took your little band of friends." She raised the other gun at the tent where Kyra slept and shot it, ripping the side of the tent apart. "Rise and shine princess!" she yelled. She kept one gun towards Hardy and watched him from the corner of her eye.

OOC: Holy crap.


We're screwed.