Re: The Savage Brawl [Round 2: Giant's House]
03-14-2010, 12:45 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by MyifanW.
Then, he stopped grinning, realizing he didn't know what to do. If he killed Calm, what would happen? Was it even possible to pretend that he wasn't the one who did it? Diego ran over the possiblities, beofre stopping himself. He was thinking furher ahead than he should have- the further in the future his plans were, the more likely they would not have the chance to come to pass.
Instead, Diego needed to concentrate on here and now. How was he going to kill Calm in the first place? The answer was obvious enough, he would simply strike when Calm's back was turned. It wasn't a delicate method, and it didn't have the same, meticulous build up his other murders had- but it would be good enough. It had to be good enough, actually. If he failed, he'd undoubtedly be killed.
Diego shook off the negative thought. He wouldn't be killed, it simply would not happen- it would be too much of an anticlimax to his story, a story he had been creating for years. The Legend of the Earworm Killer. A legend that everyone knew. Legends did not simply die, they either died heroicly or of old age. Diego laughed to himself. He certainly wouldn't die heroicly... Still, he wasn't going to deluded himself entirely. Things did not happen simply because they were thematically appropriate. If he didn't do his job properly, concequences would follow. He had to be careful, and plan every detail surrounding the coming murder for the sake of the best possible result.
Diego quickly made a mental projection of the near future. He and Calm were alone... He was behind Calm... His knife dug into Calm's back, paralyzing him... Then, concentrating the air around his finger... Good. He could visualize his future clearly- the actual future could likely play out similarly. But, where? Where could he take Calm, such that they'd be truly alone, where his projection could take place? Ah, of course, Diego thought. The giant's earhole would be the perfect location.
Diego suddenly realized that he was smiling at himself, and quickly grabbed a chunk of cheese and occupied his mouth with it. Then, he waved another piece in front of Calm, and said "You want some?" Only, it didn't quite sound like that, as Diego's mouth was full. Still, it was small talk, which was good- any kind of interaction would allow Diego deeper into Calm's trust.
Then, he stopped grinning, realizing he didn't know what to do. If he killed Calm, what would happen? Was it even possible to pretend that he wasn't the one who did it? Diego ran over the possiblities, beofre stopping himself. He was thinking furher ahead than he should have- the further in the future his plans were, the more likely they would not have the chance to come to pass.
Instead, Diego needed to concentrate on here and now. How was he going to kill Calm in the first place? The answer was obvious enough, he would simply strike when Calm's back was turned. It wasn't a delicate method, and it didn't have the same, meticulous build up his other murders had- but it would be good enough. It had to be good enough, actually. If he failed, he'd undoubtedly be killed.
Diego shook off the negative thought. He wouldn't be killed, it simply would not happen- it would be too much of an anticlimax to his story, a story he had been creating for years. The Legend of the Earworm Killer. A legend that everyone knew. Legends did not simply die, they either died heroicly or of old age. Diego laughed to himself. He certainly wouldn't die heroicly... Still, he wasn't going to deluded himself entirely. Things did not happen simply because they were thematically appropriate. If he didn't do his job properly, concequences would follow. He had to be careful, and plan every detail surrounding the coming murder for the sake of the best possible result.
Diego quickly made a mental projection of the near future. He and Calm were alone... He was behind Calm... His knife dug into Calm's back, paralyzing him... Then, concentrating the air around his finger... Good. He could visualize his future clearly- the actual future could likely play out similarly. But, where? Where could he take Calm, such that they'd be truly alone, where his projection could take place? Ah, of course, Diego thought. The giant's earhole would be the perfect location.
Diego suddenly realized that he was smiling at himself, and quickly grabbed a chunk of cheese and occupied his mouth with it. Then, he waved another piece in front of Calm, and said "You want some?" Only, it didn't quite sound like that, as Diego's mouth was full. Still, it was small talk, which was good- any kind of interaction would allow Diego deeper into Calm's trust.