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Chapter Twelve - Extermination


15:00 – Eight Hours Left

They were in the infirmary when Jergens had told Malware and Irene of the change in plans, and their immediate reaction was anger. “Boy…” Irene said, “Yer gonna die, ya know that, don’t ya?” her voice was unfeeling, not a twinge of sadness was in it. Jergens nodded. Malware stepped forward. “The Master is right, as ashamed as I am to admit it, he would only slow us… And I would rather be killed than abandon him here.” He looked to Jergens, his pictogram radiating a gentle golden glow. Irene looked from face to face, her eyes hard set. “Ma’am…” Faith said, his voice nothing more than a whisper, “You can still leave… I’m sorry… I’m sorry you had to get involved…” he shivered. Jergens lightly brushed back his hair. “Oh, don’t give me any of that crap boy! I ain’t leavin’. How can I? Everyone knew I was a queer sympathizer to begin with. How do I know they ain’t gonna try and take me down too? Besides, I’m old boy. I was gonna go down anyway. Why not do it with a bang?” she cackled, as if finding it to be a great game. Bartleby suddenly stiffened, his body growing rigid. “Faith?! Faith, what’s wrong?!” Jergens lightly tapped his cheek, panicking. Faith’s eyes were wide, almost unfocused as his lips moved, the smallest hush of a sound escaping him.

“Nippers…”

With Jergens cradling him in his arms, Faith began to cry.

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16:30 – Seven Hours and Thirty Minutes Left

Of course Nippers herself would never understand what was to come that night; Jergens had to try to explain it though. But how do you explain death to a simple woman such as this? He tried to sugarcoat it, to make it more bearable.

“Now, Nip. Do you know what happened to Credit a little while ago?” he was grinning at her as they stood outside the infirmary door, or at least trying to grin. She swayed back and forth, putting a finger to her lip.

I am Jason, and my last name doesn't matter right now. 18 years ago I was born in West Virgina, in a small town you've probably never heard of. Life growing up was not that exciting, but it was safe. Thats probably the reason I've come to be the person I am today. I had an alright childhood, I got into a fair share of fights during my parents divorce, which was in 2004, but my doctor helped me through it. I know those doctors are called psycha...physo...pschaee..., but I can't spell that word at all. After that in 2006, our family moved to Florida. Well, our family didn't move together, because my mom and dad moved seperatly. The court had ordered joint custody, which means I stay a while at my Mom's and a while at my Dad's. No one wanted to drive all the way from Florida to West Virgina to drop me off, with the price of gas these day. I spend a month with my Mom and then a month with my Dad, we alternate holidays although my Mom has been able to get two Chirstmases in a row somehow. My parents relashionship has been improving and I'm hoping for a remarrige, but who knows? Um... what else is there? I go to high school in Florida and it is located close to both my parents so I can go to the school year round. It is summer and the name of the school I can hardly remember. I plan to join the army later, I want my life to have meant something, to make a difference in the world. It's not about killing, or Call of Duty fun, or because I'm bad in school and have no other options, it's about protecting the world from those who wish to harm it. To protect the inocent and hopefully aid in the end of Communism. After I pass High School I plan to enlist. I already told my father, but I haven't told my Mom yet. I'm afraid of what her reaction will be. I play this game as an escape to everyday drama. Thanks for taking the time to hear my story, have a good day. That's all for now.

Could anyone meet me at a tree with mushrooms on it to help me get the 'real deer' mask?

Thank you!

Hai! I'm new to the forest. I have a pictogram on my head and I have a little deer with spots.
scary human face is cool!
My little deer is a female, her name is Sylex.
I hope to meet some ppl here.

I do believe this is the third or second time i've made a blog like this...but hey! I have trouble deciding things like this.

SO. I need a name for my character who i'm currently writing those blogs for; the 'Father' ones. Go check'm out (shameless advertising ftw) if you haven't already, and you might get a better idea about him, although it's really not clear yet what he's like.

He's going to be very big, caribou-y like his mother, with two different pelts/sets for Summer and Winter;

Magpie pelt or Beluga
Secretary bird mask or Crying mask
Default antlers + purple flowers

In summer, his pelt will be the Long/Grey pelt in the forest, but probably a very faded Magpie pelt.
OR it will be vice versa and he'll fade in Winter


ONNN WITH THE NAMES. I'm sticking with gruff, manly, Norse names. Love em.

Thiazzi - Thh-eye-azz-ee - 2 votes
Regin - Sounds like Reggae - 1 vote
Hriedmar - Hhh-reed-marr - 4 votes
Bryn/Brynhilde - Brrr - in / hill - deh - 2 votes

Please no stealing <3 Atleast, not until the votes are finished and I pick

I think Chen was a little high. Here is my documentation, since I haven't really done anything like this in a while.

Well my first day is done.. My pelt has been changed many times. I have been given flowers, I have danced funny dances with many.

I have ate pine cones that did nothing, I ate mushrooms that did nothing, assuming I must be 30 days old before they do something for me.

*sigh*

Waiting for her 30 days...

[=#006400] Had I known that that rainy day was to be Poltergeist's last, I... Well, I wouldn't have done anything different -- I couldn't have, as a matter of fact. I didn't know her well enough for anything I could have done to have really meant something, or to know the signs I saw. I'd have liked to have known her better, but there are so many deer that is true for -- I don't think I could know as many as I'd want, as well as I'd like, and retain sanity.

I wish she had seen today, though -- the forest is at its loveliest. Maybe she is. The Gods had paid a visit tonight -- the world was cool and dark, bathed in a glow the color of wine or the darkest roses, casting white words purple and making my scales contrast in the dim light. And Mushrooms...It's not the best transformation for trees, but I think the change is good. The mushrooms are so sweet, but the smell in the air around them is so musky and warm. The spores fall off them, shining like the silver scales of a wild fish, drifting hazily through the air in the moonlight.
I found Saosin and Ravyn playing atop a mushroom, and decided to join them -- we danced, in, on top of, and around it, enjoying it from all sides. From the top, a red clay field, dotted with snow, and yet soft to the hoof -- as if, in the land of red clay, the ground had already melted from frost when the final snow of the year had arrived. From below, it was the delicate gills of some amphibian onto land, or the folded-up lungs of a crab, taking air from water, transmuting death to life. From the side, a playful parasol, the fantasy center of a deer merry-go-round. Eventually, though, I knew I had to see the fireflies. I bowed to Saosin and Ravynn, motioned for them to come if they liked, and went to my favorite flowerpatch.

For a moment, I was alone there -- just them and I. They sparkled and twirled around each other like tiny dancers.

Im finally back from vacation in South Dakota!I spent the night there for a week that's why I haven't been on ^^.