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feistytrader) wrote2000-01-24 11:48 pm
feistytrader) wrote2000-01-24 11:48 pm
feistytrader) wrote2000-01-24 11:48 pm
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trustfell Room 12 threads/Case 4 death thread
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Not particularly.
[Which... Is true, honestly- she wasn't one of the ones they'd be willing to kill if only because she could easily overpower the two of them. Think quick, think quick-]
We're in, under one condition.
[He eyes the room, the chemicals- fire. Kimbley knows how to make a lot of fire.]
I want a back up plan in case anyone isn't in their rooms. Could you make something that would set someone on fire? I don't want to risk blowing up a wall.
[He has no fucking clue what a moltov is, but he's doing his best with what he's been given.]
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[And that seems to have satisfied him enough for the time being; he's pretty sure Jasper's going to be pissed at him if this goes through, but you know what, he'll cross that bridge when he gets there.
He'll pull down a few things, though; solvents, methanol - ]]
...You want colors in these? I'm pretty sure you liked those, yeah?
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... He is not here for the murder of everyone but he is kind of here for colorful fire. This is horrible.]
Dude, yes! Silver told me you can do blue and stuff like that? I've been wantin' to see it in action!
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[He definitely looks interested! ...He hates the words coming out of his mouth a little, but you know what? Yeah. Kimbley's gonna die in style.]
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Copper chloride, then; you remember that, right? Better than the arsenic.
[He'll just. gesture at Gold a bit in the meantime.]
Come here, kid - get a jar and I can show you how to make them, they're pretty easy.
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second greatest/worst day of his life he isn't trying to hide his excitement as he grabs what's needed and hops on over to Kimbley, way way too interested to be faking his excitement at learning how to do this.]
I'm all yours, dude! Might've mentioned this in the heat of the moment last week, but fire's my specialty! They call me the hottest in Johto for a reason!
[They don't.]
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[But it's not like he isn't super interested in learning this too, so he'll pay close attention.]
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You're going to need something to ignite all that, though, it won't catch on its own. So just...take some cloth or something, shove it in there, light it up and throw it.
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... Cloth, though, he's looking at the school uniform he's got on and just. Should he tear it. Is this what they're doing.]
Too bad I ain't got foresight. Silver, you got anything?
[He means to cut up his clothing, but.]
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[But he does have a piece of cloth, if they can't come up with anything else...]
Did you know that the stuff in a lighter isn't oil, Gold?
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[Come on, forest child, really. Smokey the Ursaring's gonna have words.]
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[...Which he doesn't remember the name of. Whoops.]
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[ANY...WAY...]
Either way, don't worry about the matches, I tend to carry those on me.
[And he'll just be tossing those idly onto the table along with the jars of. Everything else.]
If we end up not needing those, you're still going to need credit for killing someone tonight; you willing to help me with what I'm making, or...?
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We're still here, ain't we? Let's get to it before someone else gets a bright idea of their own -- ain't like that thing Smitty was offerin' just looked good to us.
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What do you need us to do?
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[...Look, let him write this down, it's not like he expects you to remember everything he's planning on doing.]
The guy's given us enough chemicals in the laundry room alone to kill people several times over, but I admit I'm kind of interested in what he's got downstairs. The entire pool's being bleached with what I'm pretty sure is straight chlorine, which would probably be pretty great to work with.
[I'm so sorry that this is what you've decided to align yourselves with.]
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But he's still getting a look. Silver, buddy, this is what we have aligned ourselves to apparently.]
So... is that gonna be a painful death, or are they gonna go gently into the night or whatever?
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He isn't gonna add onto what Gold's saying, either, but he is gonna check Kimbley's notes as he writes them.]
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[Fun fact: Chlorine gas works by completely destroying the respiratory organs of its victims, leading to a slow death by asphyxiation with no known cure, antidote, or way to reverse the damage once it's done.
...That wasn't very fun, but it was factual.]
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Well, good. It ain't like I've got anything against the rest of them, just that...
[... there's more important things at stake. He glances at Silver again, taking the molotov. They gotta Talk a little, buddy.]
Let's get down there. The pool's definitely got plenty of what we need, they clean it with that kinda stuff.
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[Lead the way, Kimbley! There's no way these two idiots are going to do something crazy like set you on blue fire.]
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So you know what, if things need to be Discussed they can be.]
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Right, letting Gold in on the plan. He points to the both of them, makes a throwing gesture only with his hand, then points over at Kimbley. Come on, Gold, get the jar out.]
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Out comes the jar, in goes the hankerchief like they need it to be and set ti on fire with the matches. Gold'll give Silver a confident smile and lets him share custody of the jar, turning to watch Kimbley for a moment before calling out.]
Hey, dude, you mind comin' over here a sec? There's something you've gotta see.
[And whatever it is, it's fucking hilarious from his tone.]
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This had better be damn important, guys.
[He'll come over, though - at least enough to be clear of whatever it is he's been messing with.]
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