Shounen Bat (Lil' Slugger) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
strike_you_out) wrote2011-05-29 02:24 pm
strike_you_out) wrote2011-05-29 02:24 pm
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seventeen | but when we start making fires we can't have a soul
[ phone | filtered from: drones ]
Are there any flamethrowers in Mayfield? How do I get one?
Unrelated, someone who has killed their target and is willing to talk, I have a question...
[ filtered to: Pokey ]
Pokey.
...
Pokey?
[ action | Slugger never thought he'd see the day when he would have to use the gift Susan had given him at Christmastime. The surface of the wooden bat was still polished and smooth. He never thought he'd lose his real bat again, either, along with everything else the town had restored to him. Or perhaps the security of having his powers had gone to his head and he simply hadn't wanted to think about other possibilities. Now, with nothing left---not even his golden bat, he wishes he'd thought of it more. Better preparation could have served him well, but for the time being, he'll have to depend on improvisation.]
(A) Backyard at Home; 726 Anderson
[A gunshot rings out from behind the house. Minimal investigation will lead you to find Slugger standing in the yard with his back to the house and a revolver aimed to the ground. On his face is a sheepish look, eyebrows raised and cheeks puffed out. Somewhere, there's a bullet embedded in the dirt.]
(B) A Range of Accessible Public Buildings (school, hospital, dime store, etc.)
[A single swing of his bat shatters the glass casing around a fire extinguisher. Slugger, wearing a protective baseball helmet and an identity-concealing cloth over the lower portion of his face, bolts toward the nearest exit with the extinguisher under his arm. However, there is no indication of a fire in sight.]
Are there any flamethrowers in Mayfield? How do I get one?
Unrelated, someone who has killed their target and is willing to talk, I have a question...
[ filtered to: Pokey ]
Pokey.
...
Pokey?
[ action | Slugger never thought he'd see the day when he would have to use the gift Susan had given him at Christmastime. The surface of the wooden bat was still polished and smooth. He never thought he'd lose his real bat again, either, along with everything else the town had restored to him. Or perhaps the security of having his powers had gone to his head and he simply hadn't wanted to think about other possibilities. Now, with nothing left---not even his golden bat, he wishes he'd thought of it more. Better preparation could have served him well, but for the time being, he'll have to depend on improvisation.]
(A) Backyard at Home; 726 Anderson
[A gunshot rings out from behind the house. Minimal investigation will lead you to find Slugger standing in the yard with his back to the house and a revolver aimed to the ground. On his face is a sheepish look, eyebrows raised and cheeks puffed out. Somewhere, there's a bullet embedded in the dirt.]
(B) A Range of Accessible Public Buildings (school, hospital, dime store, etc.)
[A single swing of his bat shatters the glass casing around a fire extinguisher. Slugger, wearing a protective baseball helmet and an identity-concealing cloth over the lower portion of his face, bolts toward the nearest exit with the extinguisher under his arm. However, there is no indication of a fire in sight.]
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[A nod towards the gun.]
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[There is no hesitation in his reply. The gun itself is a dead giveaway.]
If I have to.
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Have you ever killed someone before?
[You don't say much about yourself.]
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[He closes the revolver with a sharp click.]
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[He's pretty sure he can hazard a guess though, bat-boy.]
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[Oh how he misses his bat.]
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You're not human are you.
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[Resolutely. And don't you dare think otherwise. He is no human despite what Mayfield has done to him.]
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[Nah, Johan doesn't doubt you. There's something strange about you kid. He notices things like that. So just pleasant curiosity.]
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Guess.
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A monster?
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His grin says more than a spoken response ever could.]
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Thanks, for the tips.
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Like I said, it's a good skill to have.
[He seems to note the drop in mood.]
And remember, you don't have to have supernatural powers to be a monster. Sometimes those kinds scare people the most.
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[He won't deny that it's scary how you just read his thoughts, Johan. Impressive, too. Slugger can't help but smirk just a little.]
Maybe so.
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I find it more entertaining to destroy a person with words rather then a weapon myself.