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Post by The Farenstien on Jul 12, 2011 6:38:17 GMT 1
In the year 2013, all has changed as we expect it to in two years. Which is absolutely none. On a long road to many vacation destinations, there is one little self-serve gas station. The pumps are old, and have none of those new slots for credit cards. This frustrates the modern people of today, but nobody really cares; they just send their kids in to pay instead. Nobody sees the begrudging looks of the male cashier as he watches the children push eachother and play around inside his store, attempting to steal and messing everything up. He HATED children. But, that wasn't all; he hated people of all ages. He was an incredibly cool, collected, and not to mention rather attractive man, but his sanity was slowly being chipped by standing by the cash register day after day, month after month, year after year.... soon he would snap. Soon he would get his revenge.
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Post by The Farenstien on Jul 12, 2011 6:42:16 GMT 1
Enfys rubbed his hands together as he stepped into the store, immediately going to the refrigerated aisle to see what they had for energy drinks. His parents were busy getting gas outside, and they wouldn't be coming in; he had to pay with his own money. It was his car, after all. He tapped his feet, adjusting his rainbow bag over his shoulder. "Ah..." he murmured to himself, feeling the eyes of the cashier on his back, but noticing him survey the rest of the store aswell. He wasn't buying any of the drinks, and with his bag, he felt guilty, like he was stealing when he shouldn't be.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 12, 2011 6:49:22 GMT 1
A beat up black Chevy swerved up in front of the gas station, the driver's music blasting from the speakers. The owner of the chevy took the key's out of the ignition, and got out of the car, slamming the door shut. He was in a hurry, such a hurry he forgot to straighten his black locks so he wore a black fedora, such a hurry he was wearing his reflective black sunglasses to hide his bloodshot eyes, such a god d**n hurry he'd almost forgot his wallet. Mikhail his name was, and he was late to rehearsal at his job in the circus, because he forgot to set his alarm clock, and he needed his effing cigarettes so badly. He stumbled into the gas station, and right up to the cashier. "Hey how's it going?" He asked, politely a bright foolish smile on his face. "I need a pack of cigarettes please." He glanced over to look at his reflection in the window, the glasses had been a good idea. He reached into his wallet to get his money out.
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Post by The Farenstien on Jul 12, 2011 6:58:22 GMT 1
El, the cashier, stared blankly at the man, with no animation in his face whatsoever. Almost like he was challenging him to a staring contest; like he knew he would win. However, that wasn't what El did, he just pursed his lips. Contempt showed in his green eyes, which narrowed just ever so slightly, his long navy hair pulled into a low ponytail. He glanced out the window, seeing how Mikhail had parked, and cleared his throat. "No." He stated, quite bluntly. "Learn how to park."
Enfys sensed the atmosphere change a little, as he was examining the different flavors of Monster cans in the fridges. Was the cashier really denying the man of cigarettes... for parking? That was madness. He was suddenly quite afraid of paying for his parent's gas now.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 12, 2011 7:07:23 GMT 1
Mikhail still kept that foolish grin on his face. "Sir I've had a very rough night, and I need cigarettes in order to put up with the clowns, yes, actual clowns and snooty little girls in spandex I work with, and after I get my cigarettes my car won't be parked so horridly in front of this gas station, and it won't be your problem anymore...so cigarettes please." He said, trying to talk his way into getting what he wanted. He adjusted the ace of hearts ring on his finger, and flashed an even bigger smile at El.
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Post by The Farenstien on Jul 12, 2011 7:12:29 GMT 1
El stared blankly once more, his lips pursed into a generally b**tchy expression. "No." He stated coldly again, not budging. He stood there like a rock, his usually tanned skin paling even more. "I don't need to hear your life story. Fix your car." Something deep inside El was really trying to warn this guy; his heart was screaming to get out, get out of there and never come back. He knew he was going to hurt someone soon, maybe multiple people, and he didn't want to. These people weren't so bad, they weren't causing trouble like others usually did. He was snapping, snapping and he couldn't control it.
Enfys stood in line behind Mikhail when he saw his parents waving at him from outside, his hands meekly in his pockets and glancing at both men. They were both so attractive! What should he do? They were fighting, too.. well, sort of. The cashier seemed incredibly pissy, for someone who was paid to be courteous.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 12, 2011 7:21:55 GMT 1
Mikhail bit his bottom lip, his smile fading. "All I want is some d**n cigarettes, and then the car will be gone!" He exclaimed. "What is so hard about giving me a pack of cigarettes, letting me pay, and then leave?" Mikhail was resisting the urge to use his gifts on this man, and force him to give him some freaking cigarettes, it'd been an hour since his last smoke, he was getting antsy.
A blonde haired girl walked in, large headphones over her ears, drowning out the world around her. She walked over to the snack isle, grabbed a back of chips, and a candy bar and stood in line behind Enfys. Her parent's had sent her in to get some snacks for herself, what stupidity. If she could get a licence she wouldn't even be here on this stupid family trip, she'd be with her gang roaming the streets.
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Post by The Farenstien on Jul 12, 2011 7:27:54 GMT 1
El finally snapped. As soon as he saw the girl walk in, his mentality broke. He slammed his fist on the counter, draining each of them of their Gifts, the store doors locking. "You want your F**KING cigarettes?! HERE!! Take them, TAKE THEM ALL WHY DON'T YOU?!" He shouted rather viciously, turning and grabbing pack after pack of cigarettes, throwing them at Mikhail and all around him. He was breathing heavily, his pupils in pinpoints. Reaching under the counter, he grabbed out the shotgun which was always kept there, and pressed the button that made the entire store go into lockdown, metal shutters falling over the doors and windows.
Enfys froze, backing up into the blond girl, and actually muttering an apology despite the situation. He shrunk like a turtle in his purple sweater, his teal eyes wide and frightened. "O-Oh my god..."
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 12, 2011 7:32:39 GMT 1
Mikhail stood there expecting to go intangible, but when the packs actually hit him, he stared at the man. "What the hell!" He exclaimed, his eyes growing wide as he saw the metal shutters fall over the windows and doors. "What.The.Hell?!?!"
The girl, Haley, removed her headphones when Enfys backed into her, about to tell him off, but upon seeing everything unfold, she quickly just stood there mouth wide open. "What's going on?" She asked Enfys in a hushed voice.
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Post by The Farenstien on Jul 12, 2011 7:37:15 GMT 1
El cocked the shotgun, aiming it and pointing it right at Mikhail's head. There was a grin on his face, a dark, horrible grin, that showed he wasn't afraid to commit a crime. "Smoking kills, you know." He smiled, almost crazily. "I can fix that. I can make you allll better, Circus boy." There was also a panicked look in his eyes. Something screaming that he didn't want to do it. Something asking them to run, hide.
Enfys shrugged, shaking his head and replying in a whisper. "I-I dunno, the cashier is freaking out..." He reached forward, arm shaking, and touched Mikhail's arm very gently, not saying anything since he's really too shy to, but trying to give him atleast a small bit of support.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 12, 2011 7:42:10 GMT 1
"By shooting me?" Mikhail asked. Now that he knew he couldn't go intangible he was actually scared, something he hadn't felt in awhile. He couldn't dodge the bullets in the shotgun, he couldn't avoid touching Enfys, he was powerless. "Look this is a little crazy, what if the cops show up, do you really want to kill us?" He asked, trying to talk his way out of the situation again.
Haley took a tiny step away from Enfys, and every few minutes she took another step. She was trying to escape and hide quietly and unnoticed, cause this guy was effing terrifying. Was this punishment for all the crap she'd done to others?
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Post by The Farenstien on Jul 12, 2011 7:46:55 GMT 1
El smiled again, leaning forward just ever so slightly, so his nose was almost touching Mikhail's. His eyes were narrowed, his teeth elegantly white, his muscles showing when he gripped the shotgun. "I don't want to kill you," he murmured, almost sounding remorseful. "I want to rip you open, and stick pack after pack of cigarettes in your stomach." The grin returned and he leaned back, noticing the blonde girl moving back and pointing the shotgun right at her instead. "What the hell do you think you're doing?! Back in line, with rainbow kid here, you little b**tch."
Circus boy. Little b**itch. Rainbow kid. Enfys was terrified, but he was angry aswell. His frightened grip on Mikhail's elbow tightened, almost hugging it to himself. He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to see anyone else die...
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 12, 2011 7:52:50 GMT 1
Now it was Haley's turn to get pissed. "Little pregnant dog?" She asked, her hands on her hips, she took another small step back. "Why do they get cool little nicknames and I get stuck with a boring one, huh?" She cocked her head to the side. "Is that the best you can do?" She was asking for it, and she didn't care, you never show fear to your enemy, never.
Mikhail put a hand on Enfys' head in a somewhat comforting way. "Will you shut up, you're gonna make it worse for me!" He hissed at Haley.
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Post by The Farenstien on Jul 12, 2011 7:57:15 GMT 1
El gritted his teeth, changing the aim of his gun to the shelf beside Haley's head, and pulling the trigger. Boxes and containers of antifreeze exploded, falling in a rain of cardboard and blue liquid on Haley's head. "Okay, then, antifreeze girl." He laughed, then, cocked the gun again and shot at he other shelf beside her, making bags of sugar, molasses and other baking ingredients to fall on her. "Or, what about Baked Goods?"
Enfys shivered. Despite his age of 16, he wasn't brave, he wasn't strong, and he felt like crying. He clutched much harder to Mikhail, with a mixture of wanting protection, and wanting to protect.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Jul 12, 2011 8:02:32 GMT 1
Haley was boiling with rage, it all bottled up, she tried so hard to hold it down until she was blue in the face, but it all had to come out at some point. She let out a loud screech of frustration, but without her gifts it wasn't amplified it was just a screech, nothing more, nothing less and when it had stopped she was there breathing heavily and glaring at El. "I'll take baked goods." She hissed, marching up to the counter.
Mikhail covered his ears until well after the scream was over, it was too loud for him. He was at least happy that the other kid wasn't misbehaving and egging on the maniac like that chick. Dear god, he'd strangler her himself if he had to. He looked over at the girl to see if her head had been blown off yet, and was shocked to see it still intact.
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