Serial Killer Round 49: Carnival of Fear. The killer is dead. ROUND OVER
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"And I thought labeling the box 'Sweet Memories' was inconspicuous enough that it wouldn't be opened."
Jak always hated carnivals. He hated the bright lights and loud noise, but that wasn't the reason he utterly despised them. It was the seedy carnies. Whilst maybe an unfair stereotype, ever since he had a nightmare about carnies kidnapping him on a merry-go-round as a kid he could never look at them the same.
Jak was just going to have to get over this fear though. He tried using his newfound strength as the arbiter to help. It didn't help.
He'd been wandering around looking for a suspicious looking character(a carnie no doubt) to investigate and potentionaly arbit for a few hours now. One particular carnie that operated the "The Tunnel of Love" had caught his eye. Partially because he kept looking over his shoulder, but mostly because he just wanted out of this place.
Jak looked at his watch:"12:28", it was getting late. He'd been staking out the carnie for half an hour now, waiting for a chance to move in unseen. He looked over at the merry-go-round, shuddered, then resumed his watch to find the carnie was gone!
Assuming the carnie had gone inside the "The Tunnel of love", Jak took one last bite of cotton candy and stood up in pursuit.
It was dark, really dark.
Jak turned on his flashlight. His mind drifted to a similar situation he'd experianced in The Last of Us the night before. He wondered if he'd get to finish it...
He shook his head. He couldn't afford to think about such things right now, he had to stay frosty!
Jak quickly scanned the area, all he saw was a dirty metal door behind a prop. He took out his knife, his mind drifting to a memory earlier in the day of some coot trying to sell him a cardboard one... GODDAMNIT he was doing it again!
He opened the door and quickly surveyed the room, baffled by what he found. Noone was in there, but that wasn't what puzzled him. The room was lined wall to wall with cardboard. This alone would have been odd, but what truly perplexed him was the forms in which the cardboard was shaped! Cardboard trashcans, cardboard desks, cardboard cups, cardboard beds! Any shape you could think of it was there!
Baffled by the spectacle, Jak didn't even notice the thumping of a persons footsteps approaching from the doorway.
"Impressive isn't it?" the person asked. Startled, Jak turned to face the person, to find it covered head to toe in cardboard armor.
"What's the meaning of all this?" Jak asked.
The person placed a hand on the hilt of a cardboard sword. Jak laughed, unimpressed. This would be easier than he thought.
Brandishing his knife, Jak charged toward the person and stabbed it in the gut. He was surprised yet again however, to find that his knife had no affect on the armor!
In one motion the person unsheathed its sword and drove it into Jak's stomach.
As Jak breathed his last breath, the person leaned in close and whispered, "You should have taken me up on my offer..."
Jak was just going to have to get over this fear though. He tried using his newfound strength as the arbiter to help. It didn't help.
He'd been wandering around looking for a suspicious looking character(a carnie no doubt) to investigate and potentionaly arbit for a few hours now. One particular carnie that operated the "The Tunnel of Love" had caught his eye. Partially because he kept looking over his shoulder, but mostly because he just wanted out of this place.
Jak looked at his watch:"12:28", it was getting late. He'd been staking out the carnie for half an hour now, waiting for a chance to move in unseen. He looked over at the merry-go-round, shuddered, then resumed his watch to find the carnie was gone!
Assuming the carnie had gone inside the "The Tunnel of love", Jak took one last bite of cotton candy and stood up in pursuit.
It was dark, really dark.
Jak turned on his flashlight. His mind drifted to a similar situation he'd experianced in The Last of Us the night before. He wondered if he'd get to finish it...
He shook his head. He couldn't afford to think about such things right now, he had to stay frosty!
Jak quickly scanned the area, all he saw was a dirty metal door behind a prop. He took out his knife, his mind drifting to a memory earlier in the day of some coot trying to sell him a cardboard one... GODDAMNIT he was doing it again!
He opened the door and quickly surveyed the room, baffled by what he found. Noone was in there, but that wasn't what puzzled him. The room was lined wall to wall with cardboard. This alone would have been odd, but what truly perplexed him was the forms in which the cardboard was shaped! Cardboard trashcans, cardboard desks, cardboard cups, cardboard beds! Any shape you could think of it was there!
Baffled by the spectacle, Jak didn't even notice the thumping of a persons footsteps approaching from the doorway.
"Impressive isn't it?" the person asked. Startled, Jak turned to face the person, to find it covered head to toe in cardboard armor.
"What's the meaning of all this?" Jak asked.
The person placed a hand on the hilt of a cardboard sword. Jak laughed, unimpressed. This would be easier than he thought.
Brandishing his knife, Jak charged toward the person and stabbed it in the gut. He was surprised yet again however, to find that his knife had no affect on the armor!
In one motion the person unsheathed its sword and drove it into Jak's stomach.
As Jak breathed his last breath, the person leaned in close and whispered, "You should have taken me up on my offer..."
@RaNDM: "Oh the pointless things people do to keep their dark secrets a secret. Sadly for you no matter what you do I will always know."
@Schizzy: "Its quite funny that they think they can hide their information from us. We make the NSA look like pushovers."
@Schizzy: "Its quite funny that they think they can hide their information from us. We make the NSA look like pushovers."
"STOP RIGHT THERE RaNDM!"
*Holds knife to Mortis Nuncius's neck*
"OR THE GROUNDSKEEPER GETS IT!"
*Holds knife to Mortis Nuncius's neck*
"OR THE GROUNDSKEEPER GETS IT!"
"STOP RIGHT THERE desert!"
*stabs mortis and draws sharpie mustache on desert*
"Let's be calm and talk about this RaNDM. You have my cardboard hostage and I have your ........... desert hostage. How about we swap prisoners, the prisoner we have does tricks."
*stabs mortis and draws sharpie mustache on desert*
"Let's be calm and talk about this RaNDM. You have my cardboard hostage and I have your ........... desert hostage. How about we swap prisoners, the prisoner we have does tricks."