forum Cliché Roleplay [Closed]

Started March 06, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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Rob took out a long, black blade. He began to sharpen it against the wall.

Rob grasped the machete when he heard the voices stop. Something was wrong. He slowly made his way to the front window, lifting the knife.

Luna tried to get back to sleep, but every time she closed her eyes she saw the picture of Alyssa.

(I'LL KILL HIM)

"Anytime, Lune," he said, smiling. For a few minutes, he sat next to her in silence before something clicked.
"Kenzie," he whispered. "First it was Keira, then it was Alyssa. You're with me so he wouldn't come after you… so Kenzie's his next victim…"
Ignoring Luna's confused expression, Hunter immediately picked up his phone and dialed Kenzie. To his relief, she picked up.
"Kenzie, I want you to listen to me," he said through the phone. "Do you have a place you could hide? Tell Jordan that he's most likely coming here. I want you both to hide. Do not fight him. I'll be right there, with Luna because I cannot leave her alone. Just stay there, and be safe."
Dropping the call, he looked at Luna.
"We need to get to Kenzie's," he said before calling someone else.
"Mr. Jackson," he said. "I think I know who he's going to target next." He proceeded to give out Kenzie's address. "I'll meet you there in five."
Then he grabbed Luna's hand and rushed out. Within five minutes, he had reached Kenzie's apartment. Everything seemed normal, and when he pounded on the door and then tried the lock. It was open.
He slammed the door open and looked inside, and his face fell on the one person who destroyed his life.
The murderer.

Rob broke the window with his knife, with surprising ease. He slowly stepped into the house and studied his surroundings. He heard the voices upstairs. Perfect, he thought. Nobody will see me.

Hunter slammed the door open and looked inside, and his face fell on the one person who destroyed his life.
The murderer.

At first, Hunter was numb. Slowly he came to his senses and his body trembled from fury.
"You…" he hissed, pure fury rolling down his tongue. "For years I have dreamed of nothing but seeing you dead on my feet. You made a mistake targetting my friends. You. Will. Pay."

When Kenzie heard what happened to Alyssa, she sat on her couch and stared blankly at the wall. She had only met the girl once, and she would never have thought that her life would be ended so quickly and horrendously. Then she got a frantic call from Hunter, telling her to find a safe place. The safest place she could think of was her bedroom, but she knew Hunter would want her away from her house. Where could she hide?

She was in her room packing some things into her suitcase when she heard her apartment door open and glass shatter.

With anger numbing his brain, Hunter could no longer hold himself back. He lunged at the murderer, aiming a punch at his jaw but the murderer blocked it and sent a kick flying towards Hunter.
Hunter ducked to avoid getting hit and immediately kicked Rob's legs (Hunter knows his name because the police told him), causing Rob's knees to buckle for a second before he regained his balance. Rob immediately slashed at Hunter with his knife, the latter being unable to dodge. The knife slashed his chest, the blood dripping down, but thankfully, anger had clouded Hunter's senses. He couldn't feel the pain.
Enraged, Hunter punched Rob across the face, but he didn't expect a kick to his side. He fell but rolled up as Rob slammed a knife to where Hunter had fallen.
Where is that bloody Jackson? Hunter hissed.

(Lol, it seems fine to me!)

Voices drew Kenzie out of her room. She stepped into the hall and peered around the corner, just in time to see Hunter get slashed with a knife. She gasped, then tried to back away quietly. Catching her foot on something, she tripped and fell to the ground with a loud thump.

Rob's knife flung out of hand, after Hunter's punch. He kicked Hunter between the legs, and a yelp escaped his mouth. Before Rob could clear his vision, Hunter leapt for the knife. Hunter stood over Rob, wiping the blood from his mouth.