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originally posted in:The New Dojo
6/22/2017 4:34:04 AM
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"Oh f*ck you!"
Her eyes flashed black again before she sighed and took the vials to Cannon.
"Now, which one?"
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They were identical. One smelled bitter, one smelled sweet. Cannon couldn't breath, choking on the poison.
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"Here, don't die." She gave him the bitter one. "Medicine is always bitter and tastes bad, right?"
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He drank it, and immediatly doubled over coughing. "Wow... That tasted really... Bad..." He proceeded to puke from the taste and smell, but he was alive.
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"KNEW IT! Medicine is always terrible!" She giggled. "So, I think I'll go follow them and slaughter them all." Traci walked over to the collapsed tunnel and easily sliced through the rocks with a sword.
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"Traci, wait." Cannon requested, sitting up against the wall.
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She kept slicing, quickly getting through. "What? They deserve to see their intestines ripped out and fed to them."
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"This isn't like you, Traci. You need to calm down. You're scaring me." He slowly stood up.
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"I'm fine, father!" She laughed as she finished getting the rocks out of the way.
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"Traci, you're acting like me and it's a bit tetrifying." He walked over to her.
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Traci started to jog forward. "It's okay, father. Come on, I need some blooshed to fill my appetite."
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"Are you even hearing yourself? Stop, please." He actually sounded scared now, which was something she hadn't heard from him like this before. "Come back."
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She jogged back with a smile, it looked twisted like she had lost her mind. Her eyes twitched randomly too. "Come on, slow poke! Time to murder!"
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"Oh kriff..." He looked at her with genuin fear. "Traci... What happened to you?"
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"What do you mean, silly?! Same old Traci! Ready to kill kill kill!" She laughed and snorted a little.
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"No... This is wrong. Please stop. This isn't you. You don't kill. This... Please stop." He looked extremely pale, likely from the poison. "Can we please go home?"
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"AWWW! But then that b*tch gets to go home without dying a horrible death!" She sighed in disappointment. "Fiiiiine!" They vanished and reappeared on the ship. She crossed her arms and frowned. "Happy?!"
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"Yes... No... I don't know." He leaned against the wall. "Traci... What did you see when you were down there?"
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"Charlie's body beside me while you shot me in the head was one..."
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"Oh..." He slumped against the wall, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment. When they reopened they looked haunted.
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"Are you sure I can't go on a murderous rampage? I really wanna!"
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"Traci, What..." He thought for a moment. "You aren't a violent person, Traci. What's going on?"
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"What do you mean, silly?" She chuckled and twirled a knife in her hand.
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"Traci, since when have you enjoyed death?" He demanded, then in a quieter tone: "What did they do to you..."
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"Pfft. Like, umm...huh....I dunno. Can I go on a murder spree now?" She licked the blade with a smirk.
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"No, Traci. You can't. Now tell me what happened down there... Please." He tried to stay calm, but it was pretty clear he was panicked.
