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tvklogs2011-10-12 05:33 pm
I've Got Something To Say, I Killed Your Baby Today
Who: Psychopath the Elder (Johnny C.) and Psychopath the Younger (Mitsuo)
What: While the zombies are running rampant, Mitsuo comes by to get a lesson in murder only Johnny can give.
Where: On the beach near the shoreline
When: The Dark Hour of October 12
Rating: Violence, language, and death.
Johnny sat, and waited, on one of the tree stumps buried near the shoreline, hunched and waiting for the kid to show up. He wasn't a particularly pleasant sight, but then again Johnny never was, and he doubted there'd be many people out tonight to judge his appearance. Though with his luck? He wasn't sure he could count on that.
He ran his hand over the strap of the large travel bag he'd brought with him, heavy with his tools of trade. Tonight was going to be a learning experience.
He hoped it'd be one his "pupil" would never forget.
What: While the zombies are running rampant, Mitsuo comes by to get a lesson in murder only Johnny can give.
Where: On the beach near the shoreline
When: The Dark Hour of October 12
Rating: Violence, language, and death.
Johnny sat, and waited, on one of the tree stumps buried near the shoreline, hunched and waiting for the kid to show up. He wasn't a particularly pleasant sight, but then again Johnny never was, and he doubted there'd be many people out tonight to judge his appearance. Though with his luck? He wasn't sure he could count on that.
He ran his hand over the strap of the large travel bag he'd brought with him, heavy with his tools of trade. Tonight was going to be a learning experience.
He hoped it'd be one his "pupil" would never forget.

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Whatever retort Mitsuo was trying to spit back at Johnny gets cut short as the chain begins to tighten around his neck. His hands immediately shoot up to try to loosen his attacker's grip, pulling desperately as he tries to inch his fingers underneath the links to gain some purchase.
"P... p..."
The word Mitsuo is trying to utter falls uselessly from his lips several times, only half-formed. Eventually, though, persistence pays off and he manages to get enough of his fingers underneath the chain to utter the only word he really needs to get out.
"PERSONA!"
A black and red swirl of energy seems to gush forth all at once from Mitsuo, coalescing into the form of a dark knight (http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6KBeRZLm2GE/Sf7NK_sMKYI/AAAAAAAAEKk/NQX4wFmfnSw/s400/Mordred+F+Sm.jpg), sword and armor covered in blood. The knight narrows its eyes at Johnny, leveling its sword.
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He shuffles back, sand kicking up some before he falls down a bit, scurrying back in fear. He really hated the idea of things popping up out of people's minds. He really did. Especially when there was no way to tell when they might be doing so to begin with.
He just sits there for a moment, looking confused and wary at the boy.
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My name is Mordred, the dark knight. I am thou, and thou art I. What is thy command? Name it.
Grinning like a maniac, Mitsuo points back at where Johnny is sitting.
"Burn him! Burn him to dust! Agi!"
There is a flash of red from under Mordred's helmet, as a sneer spreads across his lips.
As you command.
The knight points his sword at Johnny, shooting a wicked gout of flame in his direction.