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Post by Hannibal Grim on Nov 21, 2013 2:45:30 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 15px; background-color: fbfbfb;] The last time Hannibal was in this part of town, things didn't seem to work out. Of course, everything ended up kind of funny, but he wasn't able to achieve his goal. He wanted Shen to just admit it.. just once..,but that didn't seem to want to happen any time soon. He didn't know why it bothered him that much, though. He knew that he was better than him, but why couldn't he accept the kids cocky attitude? He had to get to the bottom of it! And by that, he meant he had to break him so badly that he had no other choice than to accept Hannibal as his superior.
Hannibal didn't even take the time needed to be sneaky on his operation. He had no reason to hide anymore now that he wasn't part of any group that might be against stalking young boys. He strutted his way to Shen's house, unable to contain his excitement. This was the happiest he's been in quite some time, which was strange. If he needed to torture this kid in order to stay cheery, then he'd have to look into it, but not today. No, of course it couldn't be today, because today was dedicated to finally ending whatever was going on between the two of them. He couldn't accept any other outcome of it.
Of course, Hannibal had something fun planned for the day. He was going to kill and probably eat Shen's parents and leave whatever's left of them on his bed. He couldn't wait to see the look on Shen's face when he saw the mess, but then again... The brat was sure to disappoint him. He never reacts the way he wants, which is probably why Hannibal's been so pissed off with him. He had to get something from him before he'd be able to actually move on. This obsession was weirding Hannibal out, which was something he wasn't used to.
He arrived at Shen's house, thankful that it wasn't empty. Hannibal checked all the rooms to see who was there, only seeing the parents. That was a good thing, too. He only needed them. To get things started, Hannibal went into their bathroom and punched the mirror. Both parents heard the shattering of the glass, with the half frightened scream of the mother making it apparent. However, the father was the one who came to the bathroom to check things out. that was perfect. At least one of them came.
Hannibal didn't want to make a mess of things, but he didn't bring anything to keep the area clean. He shut the bathroom door while Shen's father was examining the mirror. That caused the man to be alarmed, but not for long. He surprised the man by grabbing his arm and pulling it straight off. He screamed, but only for a bit. Hannibal shoved the arm down his throat and choked him to death with it. He didn't want the woman to call the cops after hearing the scream. Hannibal heard her calling for him, but he didn't want to waste any more time with this. He rushed his way over to the woman and snapped her neck, making her death much quicker than her husband's.
Hannibal then carried them both to Shen's room, placing them on his bed, adjusting them to a sleeping position. This was perfect. Now all he needed to do was wait for Shen to come home, but waiting was boring. He ripped off a leg from Shen's mother and began chewing on it, sitting on the edge of the bed while doing so. This was going to be quite the sight. Hannibal had blood dripping down his chin due to his lack of manners, as well as blood on his shirt from his earlier slaughter of the man. At least it was kind of fun, even without the kid witnessing it first hand.
Stats:: HAN: 17 REI: 17 HAK: 14 SEI: 16 BUK: 11 HOH: 16
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Post by Shen Ruan on Nov 21, 2013 23:16:52 GMT -5
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A LL THE HURT * ALL THE HATE ❚ WORDS 1059 ❚ TAGS Chibi Shen and Boss Hannibal ❚ NOTES KILL THE PARENTS
School... was lame as fuck. He got lectured about ditching classes, well entire days or weeks. Shen didn't get why his teachers still tried, but hey, if he was their biggest concern... then they needed to get some fucking lives outside of school. Didn't any of them have a chick to bang or dick to ride, even if it was suspiciously made of plastic and vibrated? Those thoughts just creeped Shen out so he stopped them. Instead he got creeped out with the idea of that blue haired kid he needed to avoid at all costs. He had taken care of his pedophile problem probably. Now his big issue was some kid at his school that took interest in molested him for no real reason at all. Needless to say when the bell finally rang, Shen got the fuck out of there before anyone could stop him to talk or feel up. He didn't even wait up for Victoria. That was saying something.
He had every intention of hiding out... somewhere until late. Dealing with people wasn't cool right now. He was just taking a nice stroll, not running into Chinese women, not getting chased by dogs, not meeting up with shady priests. It was calm and normal, something he didn't get a lot of these days. That didn't last very long though. He got closer to his own home, and a familiar energy hit him like a brick wall. Actually he had gotten so distracted by it he walked right into the brick fence of a house. He shook off the pain of that run in, looking around, trying to pinpoint where the fuck That Guy was, not liking it at all that he was back in town. He had just gotten used to Him not being around. He really should have known better.
At first, Shen was pretty sure he wanted to avoid getting anywhere near that arrancar at all costs. Then he realized just where he was. Shen wasn't perfect at locating, but he knew enough to tell that he was somewhere around Shen's house. There was no helping it. Instantly Shen started on his race home, putting aside the fact that he was rushing to some inevitable rapage. He knew damn well his parents were home, and he knew even more damn well that Hannibal liked to start shit when his parents were around. He had to get that mother fucker away from there pronto. Shen even went as far as to using bringer's light to reach his home even faster. He didn't stop when he reached his walkway, running right up to the door and throwing it open, halfway just smashing through it, tossing his backpack to some unknown landing area.
Once he was inside, he came to an instant halt. Something really wasn't right. It was way too quiet, and he got a disturbed feeling that ran down his spine. He looked around, not hearing or seeing any signs of anything living. He felt Hannibal fine, but that was about it. He walked silently over to the stairs, making his way up slowly and as quietly as possible. Once he had a good view he looked down the hall, still not seeing anything. It wasn't until he reached the top step that he noticed blood on the floor. He paled, staring at it. Something was definitely wrong. He was back into racing mode, storming down the hall toward his parent's room. He was stopped short when he reached the bathroom. All it took was one look to know that some serious shit had gone down in there. His brows knitted together in panic. He felt himself getting sick. He took a few steps back, running his hand back through his hair. That was when he saw his bedroom door was open, a way he never left it.
Shen turned and ran back down the hall, reaching his bedroom door. He threw it open, and he suddenly wished he hadn't, or had at least prepared himself a little bit better. Lying on his bed were his parents, but they clearly weren't enjoying some weirdly placed nap. His father's body was covered in blood and lacking an arm which Shen knew he had when he left that morning. He dared look to his mother whose head didn't sit right according to her body. She too lacked a limb, a leg instead of an arm like his father. Shen guessed where that leg had gone though, given the fact that the blond arrancar was hardly secretive about chowing down on it casually at the end of his bloodied bed. If Shen hadn't lost all of his color earlier, he definitely had now, growing sickly pale. The only thing keeping him from losing his lunch was the fact that he hadn't had any. Dry heaves forced themselves out of his throat, burning the back of his mouth. He brought his hand up to his mouth, covering up his nose in the process due to the smell. He fought back the urge to puke, which he couldn't do anyway.
He forced himself to look away from the mangled bodies of his parents. Instead he formed a glare, focusing it on the man that had done all of this. He had disliked him before, but he had never felt a hate this strong before, not even for the hollow that had murdered his sister. "You bastard..." he growled, his free hand forming a fist at his side. He wasn't able to control his anger now. His hand instantly livened up with flaming blue energy that raged bigger than it ever had before. He didn't think twice before using bringer's light to speed ahead the short distance. It took his a fraction of a second to reach the man, and when he did he had his blazing fist drawn back. He was screaming at the top off his lungs in a mixture of fear and rage, unable to hold it back. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" he cried out before clenching his teeth, baring them like a wild animal. Shen threw his fist forward, releasing the energy blast as he did so. Even if Hannibal was levels above him, getting hit by that blast wouldn't have been very pleasant.
STATS: HAN: 8 REI: 13 HAK: 7 SEI: 13 BUK: 7 HOH: 8 made by ayu of btn |
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Post by Hannibal Grim on Nov 25, 2013 22:46:03 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 350px; padding: 15px; background-color: fbfbfb;] It seemed the reaction was funnier than he expected. Hannah slowly munched on the leg of Shen's mother as he watched Shen's dropped jaw quickly change to anger. At first, Shen's focus was on the dead parents, but then it went to Hannibal. For some reason it made him a bit happier. He didn't want to understand why he even wanted this kid's attention, or why it was even important to him, but fuck it. It was important. Hannibal wasn't going to put logic behind it. He was going to accept this damned feeling and embrace it.
It seemed that Shen wasn't going to just accept the death of his parent, though. In only a few seconds time, Shen was in front of him and hitting him in the jaw with an energy blast. Hannibal was knocked back a few feet, going from the bed to the floor almost as quickly as Shen appeared in front of him. It was expected he'd be pissed, but not this pissed. This was overreacting a bit. Hannibal stood up and rubbed his jaw, actually hurt from the damned hit. He didn't want to admit it, because that would be completely uncool of him, but Shen actually would of had a fighting chance against Hannibal if he kept hitting him like this.
Hannibal walked towards Shen, taking a bite of the leg that was still in his hand. "You know... I think I know why I came here." Hannibal spoke between bites, swallowing some of the chunks whole in a nonchalant way. Hannibal, now in front of Shen, poked him in the chest with the foot of his mother. He smiled at him then continued his earlier sentence. "It's strange, but you seem to be on my mind recently. Perhaps I want you miserable. Maybe I want you dead. I don't know yet myself," Hannibal took a pause in his sentence to throw the leg at the kid. "but you should stop invading my brain all the time. It's really annoying" He didn't care how weird this seemed. In fact, Hannibal only cared about what Shen had to say in return, granted that he didn't hit him again.
He decided to trust him for a moment so he could turn most of his focus back to the two bodies on the bed. It was a masterpiece, to say in the least. If only he could document his work. Sadly, he couldn't. So Hannibal decided to destroy a bit more of it. He walked over to the body of the father, placed on the right side of the bed, and ripped off his other arm. It wasn't as hard as before, considering the bodies were starting to stiffen up now, but not as much blood came out. It was probably because the man had pretty much bled out earlier. He outwardly sighed. This didn't have as much gore as it could have. He held the arm up to his mouth and took a bite of it. It sucked that it didn't taste as good as the leg did.
Stats:: HAN: 17 REI: 17 HAK: 14 SEI: 16 BUK: 11 HOH: 16
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Post by Shen Ruan on Nov 26, 2013 12:57:31 GMT -5
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A LL THE HURT * ALL THE HATE ❚ WORDS 689 ❚ TAGS Chibi Shen and Boss Hannibal ❚ NOTES KILL THE PARENTS
Shen was surprised when his hit actually landed, let alone sent Hannibal flying the way it did. He actually froze up again, but this time it was less horrified and more shocked. He looked down to his hand, blinking a few times before looking over to the arrancar again, not sure what the hell just happened. He was starting to feel pretty okay about it though. Then, of course, his eyes fell upon that leg again which pissed him off all over. His shocked look went to another glare, but he didn't immediately rush over to knock the man's block off. He had asked him a question after all. He wanted some kind of answer. He was being met with Hannibal continuing to eat his mother's leg instead. Well, he had about three seconds before Shen really let loose on him.
Finally though Hannibal got over the his hunger or something, because he finally began to say words, saving his own life. He even seemed intent on answering Shen's question about what the fuck he was doing here, which probably had to do with what the fuck urged him to slaughter his parents. What he said didn't make a lot of sense though. Shen only looked at Hannibal like he was stupid, mouth slightly open, brow raised in clear confusion. He leaned forward slightly, tilting his head as he tried to make sense of the piss poor answer he had gotten. The man was pissed because he thought about him? How the fuck was that his fault exactly? Shen was a pretty smart guy with reasonable logical skills. He couldn't find an answer.
He didn't exactly think on it very long though. In the midst of all of that, Hannibal threw his mother's leg right at him. Instinctually he moved out of the way of the limb. He watched it hit the ground, blood splattering out of it all over his floor. A chill went down his spine at the sight of it. He started to get sick again. Thankfully though the cause of all this distracted him with an order. It was as stupid as everything else he said. Shen just gave him a blank stare, looking at him coldly. "You're a moron" he bluntly stated, rolling his eyes. Hannibal rose to an entirely new level of annoying. "Trust me, I'd love for you to leave me the fuck alone entirely. You're the one who's fucking obsessed here" he went on to say, his voice fading out some when the man removed his father's hardening arm. It made just the worst sound he had every seen, even making him flinch a bit.
He ground his teeth as Hannibal took a bite from the limb. Okay, he had gotten his answer. No he could destroy the arrancar, and he wouldn't even feel bad about it. He extended his hand out in a flash, tendrils shooting out from his fingers, two from each tip. All ten of them rushed toward the arrancar, aiming to wrap around him time and time again. If he even got one around the man he would be fine and dandy. Anything he caught would instantly be tightened upon. Shen just wanted to slice the man up into tiny pieces. He might have gotten a bit cocky from his last attack. He was almost sure that he could actually do this. He was probably in for a rude reminder of how exactly Hannibal had gotten to this point and still survived.
If nothing else, Shen was intent on at least throwing Hannibal out of his house if he got his hold on him. He gave a swing with his tendrils, planning on sending Hannibal right through the wall, or maybe the window. Shen wasn't worried about details like that right now. All he cared about was getting that man away from the remaining limbs in the room. It was sickening. What wouldn't be so sickening would be if Hannibal lost some along the way, smearing them all over the pavement of the street. He was pretty sure he could enjoy that thoroughly.
STATS: HAN: 8 REI: 13 HAK: 7 SEI: 13 BUK: 7 HOH: 8 made by ayu of btn |
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