Re: Battle Royale! (Game Start!) Round 1: 1984
10-22-2009, 04:07 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by MyifanW.
Whit watched the figures outside the Ministry of truth carefully. He had successfully injured at least one... if he fired one more time, he would definitely be able to kill him. Whit readied his gun again... and stopped.
I shouldn't do this. I really shouldn't do this... Why? What's stopping me? I could kill him right here and now, with no consequence.
Whit's aim shook a little, his intense concentration shaken.
I NEED to do this. I have to I have I have to...
Whit stared at his target, steadied his gun... and left the gun fall back down to his side.
Right... of course. If I shot now, I'd reveal that the shot came from this direction. Not only that, they'd figure out exactly who did it. Right now... I can't shoot again. Later... I'll do it later.
Whit was, again, filled with doubts. He was turning down another good opportunity to... kill an enemy. Still, it was the most reasonable thing to do at the time, he figured. He was certain that there would be more chances... better chances.
Suddenly, Whit saw a blur flying downwards in front of him. Whit's gaze followed the blur, revealing that it was the man he had met in front of the elevator. The man flew down and landed without any injury, and then flew down the street. Whit carefully watched him, and then nodded to himself. Clearly, this was a dangerous opponent, that Whit would need to deal with... the earlier the better. He exited the room and slowly began to ascend to floor 12.
Whit watched the figures outside the Ministry of truth carefully. He had successfully injured at least one... if he fired one more time, he would definitely be able to kill him. Whit readied his gun again... and stopped.
I shouldn't do this. I really shouldn't do this... Why? What's stopping me? I could kill him right here and now, with no consequence.
Whit's aim shook a little, his intense concentration shaken.
I NEED to do this. I have to I have I have to...
Whit stared at his target, steadied his gun... and left the gun fall back down to his side.
Right... of course. If I shot now, I'd reveal that the shot came from this direction. Not only that, they'd figure out exactly who did it. Right now... I can't shoot again. Later... I'll do it later.
Whit was, again, filled with doubts. He was turning down another good opportunity to... kill an enemy. Still, it was the most reasonable thing to do at the time, he figured. He was certain that there would be more chances... better chances.
Suddenly, Whit saw a blur flying downwards in front of him. Whit's gaze followed the blur, revealing that it was the man he had met in front of the elevator. The man flew down and landed without any injury, and then flew down the street. Whit carefully watched him, and then nodded to himself. Clearly, this was a dangerous opponent, that Whit would need to deal with... the earlier the better. He exited the room and slowly began to ascend to floor 12.