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[RP] The Omnicide Reality

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St. Jimmy:
  Crimson's eyes slowly opened.  He mind thought back to his last memories.  Falling, hitting the ground. He bolted upright. Now he was fully awake.  Looking at his surroundings he stood up and walked around the room.  The walls were light blue, there was a crib against the wall, and a bin filled to the top with toys. 
  He walked out of the room and down the hall.  He came into a kitchen, and saw a piece of bread out on the counter.  Now fully aware of how hungry he was, he reached for it-
  "You shouldn't touch things that aren't yours."
  Crimson whirled around to see an old lady sitting on a rocking chair through the archway.  She appeared to be knitting a quilt.
  "Who are you? And where am I?"
  You may call me Rosemary, and you are in my home.  I found you passed out on the street.  I quickly brought you into my home before 'it' showed up."
  "By 'it' do you mean that man without a face?
  "Yes, but 'it' is no man."
  "Well, I thank you for your kindness, but I must be going.
  "You aren't going anywhere.  I finally have a son again.  My old son went... Missing. But now I have a new son to play with.  And I will make sure you never get 'lost'.

Silver:
Calx looks around.
"Phone...phone...phone...Nex!"
Here...
She holds out the black cellphone again.

Frenchfry:
Stefan accepted the phone for the second time.
"You know, I'd expect a survivalist to NOT have a cell phone. Can't the government that hardly exists anymore track these things?"
Stefan dialed the first two digits of the number, then picked it out of the call history. The phone didn't even finish the first ring before Anurak's voice came through.
"Hello again, Stefan."
"You answered quick. Were you waiting for this call?"
"Perhaps. What do you need?"
"..."
"Stefan."
"I need a place to stay. Long-term."
"Not a problem. Why did you hesitate?"
"Because, I wouldn't be coming alone."
"You plan on bringing this girl along, too? As long as she can pull her weight, she's welcome in my home."
"No... not just her. There are two others. That's the tricky part."
"Why, Cadogan? Why do I feel as if you are about to say something I won't like?"
"Well... They're killers. Snipers."
"Is that all? We're all killers nowadays."
"Yeah, but not many of us scalp homeless people and sing while blowing up a tent full of people."
"...You brought that Calx kid with you."
"Kind of backwards, but basically. They don't have anywhere else to go.
"I don't want that freak anywhere near you, or this girl."
"But Anurak-"
"But nothing. You're my student. I might not be able to parent you, but I CAN put restrictions on how much you disgrace your creed in my home. My door is always open to you, but not to someone that kills the helpless just because he can."
"...Yes sir."
"Goodbye, Stefan."
"Goodbye, Anurak."
Stefan closed the phone, holding it out to Nex.
"Well... Astrid and Nex are welcome, at any rate."

Silver:
"Well, time to be a good boy I guess." Clax grins, putting his hand out and bowing.
"The best actors in the world, either for tragedy,
comedy, history, pastoral, pastoral-comical,
historical-pastoral, tragical-historical, tragical-
comical-historical-pastoral, scene individable, or
poem unlimited: Seneca cannot be too heavy, nor
Plautus too light. For the law of writ and the
liberty, these are the only men.

I at least want to meet this guy before we part ways, what do you think Nex?"
She gives a nod, and the two waits for Stefan's answer.

Frenchfry:
Stefan considered it. Calx meeting Anurak... might be interesting. It was also likely to be bloody.
"I feel like you're plotting something devious, Calx. Are you plotting something devious?"

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