Becky and Miho's Killing Spree '06

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

Becky's thoughts? Somewhere around, WHEE YAYZ SHOOTY FUN.

She reflected on this as she narrowed her eyes and fired a single shot off at a shadowy, boring-looking figure a dozen yards or so away.

She cackled as the person fell to the ground, and looked around for Miho.

Remembering what they were up to, her eyes darted up to the rooftops.

[ooc: Feel free to wander through with the understanding that the girls have gone a little nuts, and WILL either shoot at you, or throw pointy things. They can miss. If they want to.]

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[deadly_little]

Miho leaps down from the building, swords out, and takes out another shadowy, boring-looking figure, this one trying to flee. He shouldn't have hit Carmen. That wasn't very nice. Then she consulted her list. Two down. More to go.

She hasn't had this much fun in ages.

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

Becky giggled girlishly as she fired off two shots into a passerby.

It was really too late for obnoxious jackasses like that to be out anyway. Cocky boys should be wary.

[deadly_little]

Gail would be so proud of them. Right. Time for a quick trip to Dally's car, and then...more fun!

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

Becky practically skipped over to the car, firing a few shots off into an obnoxious-looking person. "Keys?"

[deadly_little]

Miho tossed them to Becky, watching the obnoxious-looking person limp away. To the tar pits!

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

Becky hopped in, and barely waited for Miho to get in before flooring it.

She rested her left arm on the edge of the open window, gun in hand, and lazily kept her eye on the road. Sort of.

[deadly_little]

Miho gave directions to the tar pits by pointing. Considering the way Becky drove, it was a wonder they got there in one piece.

Well. A wonder the living people in the car got there in one piece.

[superartie]

Artie, still patrolling the streets of Fandom, hears the shots and dives dramatically for cover behind some trashcans.

"What is this? Tyrrany in Fandom? Not on my watch, Mister or Miz Shooterson!"

And he leaps to his feet, bouncing about, and manages to herd a small handful of shadowy, boring looking figures into a nearby building.

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

Becky gleefully fired off a few shots at someone as they approached the pits.

"So. Pits first, then more fun, then pits again? I think we have to unload once before we take on more."

[notavegetarian.livejournal.com]

[ooc: *loves you both so much right now*]

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

Becky lazily fired off a few shots at the group.

But she was busy driving, so she didn't really try to hit.

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

[ooc: And we love YOU! Except for the part where we would shoot you dead if we knew to.]

[deadly_little]

Miho drums her fingers on the dash and considers putting a swastika in the oncoming driver's forehead, but then random's never really been her thing.

"The poet," she says, turning her head toward Becky. "What ever happened with him?"

[replicarter.livejournal.com]

Eighth strolls past the area, her grey jacket over her shoulder.

[superartie]

Artie startled and bounced some more as the car went flying by. "Enough, foul cretins!" And he sped off after the car. Very nearly keeping up with it.

Artie had no apparent fear of the bullets. This possibly had something to do with his red and blue suit being made of 60% titanium and 40% cotton.

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

Becky scowled.

"I've no idea. He decided to patch things up with me, and I haven't heard from him since. Asshole."

[deadly_little]

Miho has a bow. She's very good with it. She fires at Eighth.

[deadly_little]

A small object flew out of the car's passenger side window straight at Artie. It's sharp, and shiny, and shaped like a swastika.

[deadly_little]

Miho arches one eyebrow at Becky in question.

[replicarter.livejournal.com]

She hears the sound but is unsure what happened. But something tickles. Her body reconstitutes to normal and she realizes she's been shot. Nice. She looks up. "Hello?"

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

"Now, we can't kill him," Becky said. "They might notice. He teaches at the stupid school."

[iwasawesome.livejournal.com]

Lilly walks through town, late at night, by herself, looking bored.

[OOC: Lilly's dead and ghosty. So she'll bleed and bitch and whine about you hurting her, but she'll know, even though she doesn't know quite how she does it, how to put herself back together if you blow her face off. It's not an exact science yet. She's new at being a ghost.]

[superartie]

Artie barely veers slightly to the side, and the sharp thing catches in his sweater without seeming to have caused any damange. He looks at it, then picks up the pace of his run. "Nazis, is it?" He pulls the thingy out of his shirt and flings it to the side possibly hitting some shadowy, obnoxious looking passerby a glancing, nonfatal blow. "Just like old times. How I miss Ernest, Gertrude, and Clark," He grows wistful and slows slightly, before pouring on the speed once again. "Goosestepping fiends!"

[ooc: sorry about the badly placed posts.... LJ hates the mun]

[agent-principal.livejournal.com]

Smith wanders into town, with the interest of finding out who has been throwing water balloons.

Little does he know...

[lesssexthanmiho.livejournal.com]

Becky fired a shot at the girl, swerving slightly as she closed one eye to aim.