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Post by tommy on Jul 7, 2016 5:37:44 GMT
tomion pence was accompanied by bodyguards wherever he went. one of them was his favorite; the other was not. but who cared when he was well-cared for and had grapes whenever he wanted them? he sure as heck wasn't complaining. together, they walked through the streets of the shopping district, until tommy finally stopped and pointed a finger at his favorite bodyguard, lyndon.
"hey, lyndon," demanded tommy, "where do they sell humans? i haven't seen them selling humans here."
lyndon tried his best to not lose color in his face. (also it took effort to keep a straight face. the pences had found a strange kid there, that they really did.) "tommy --"
but tommy had already disappeared from view. on a different side of the street now, tommy stopped the next person on the road that he saw. to that person, he asked, "where do you sell the humans?
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"I should change my name to Scarecrow"
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Post by Boogey on Jul 7, 2016 7:03:51 GMT
 Weirdness is all around in this world, why not be weird with me?
Coming to Gloucester to assassinate some wealthy men was always a fun thing to do, but sometimes you had to play the waiting game. That was always a pain in the ass, but at least over here, Zanii could have a drink or too and enjoy the place. He wasn't a known killer, well not really. People don't know his face, they know his actions more or his nickname. So moving around among the normal people was rather easy. Well, normal wasn't a weird he shouldn't use.
"Where do you sell humans?" That was about the weirdest question, that anyone could ever ask. Even other species knew that humans were not sold, but Zanii had free time, so he could entertain this for awhile. "Well you see kid, humans are sold in a place we call the black market. I could take you there, but it's gonna cost ya." Making some extra money and showing a kid the greatness of this world could be the best time killer he has ever had.
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Post by tommy on Jul 7, 2016 7:45:06 GMT
little tommy's eyes shone. the black market. even the name sounded promising to him. with his head held high, he nodded in understanding. he had had enough of people taking him to the barbie or bratz or licca-chan sections for dolls. as if he would want dolls! what he wanted were humans. the type that talked and walked and did things. the type like lyndon and his not-so-favorite bodyguard whose name he didn't remember. "take me there," said tommy, waving a hand in the air as if zanii was his newly-appointed tour guide. "but first." he folded his arms. "is it in gloucester?"Boogey
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Post by Boogey on Jul 7, 2016 8:19:16 GMT
This kid was definitely not from around here, but he was gonna have to learn some truth about this world sooner or later. He might as well do it sooner.
"Alright kid, but as long as I am doing this, you gotta call me Boogey. If you call me anything else, I will slit your throat and sell you to the humans instead." Giving the kid a big smile, Zanii just laughed. His sense of humor was really cruel to most people, but some people tend to share it. It really depended on the person.
Nodding his head answer the boy's question, "You'd be surprised what Gloucester has to hold." Wealthy people could never be happy with just drinking and eating, they always had to have something that lower-class citizen's couldn't enjoy. So there was always a black market where ever they went. He already knew where it was. The black market in Gloucester had all the best info on some targets. Just getting in with a kid was gonna be the difficult part. Might have to do some causalities on this exploration.
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Post by tommy on Jul 7, 2016 8:41:50 GMT
"boogey, huh? i'm tommy!" tommy his ass, even as the sweet, youthful voice of a child said the name he was given by the pences. what had he been reduced to on the streets? he tightened his arms before his chest in protest against himself. tommy inhaled and held his breath. "right. don't judge a book by its cover." he glanced up at boogey, who just said that he would slit someone's throat. tommy's own throat. internally, he shook with excitement. humans selling humans and this human knew where to buy them. tommy was ready. so fuckin' ready to get this piece of information that was going to come in handy some time in the future. tommy skipped ahead of boogey. "how much do humans cost here? certainly not $400?" he asked. Boogey
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Post by Boogey on Jul 7, 2016 9:02:37 GMT
"400! Kid double that maybe even triple. They only sell the finest humans down in those markets. 400 is like buying a man with no legs. Has no one ever taught you the values of things?"
Everything had a price, even the things that were extra shitty. Humans love money and was willing to throw a price on a broken bottle. He began to walk ahead of Tommy, he wasn't gonna wait for him, after all he was the guide. If Tommy had any questions, he would simply answer them as they go. It wasn't to far though, the best black market was about down the block, turn to the right and down that street.
"I hope you don't mind walking, because I'm not carrying you. Feel free to ask your questions now, because once we get in, you keep quiet." He only carried his scythe which was currently getting sharpen by a blacksmith who so happened to have his shop opened in their current destination.
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Post by tommy on Jul 7, 2016 9:27:37 GMT
tommy's shoulders shook in a shrug. that what was it looked like from the outside; they were in fact, shaking from mirth. oh, yes. oh, good. that made perfect sense. he shoved his hands into his denim jacket's pockets and walked after boogey. it was easy for him to keep pace. humans had legs that were made for striding if needed. it made him think about the hypothetical man with no legs that boogey had mentioned earlier. "aren't you?" tommy questioned as he made level with boogey's taller, swifter movements. "teaching me right now." he broke out one of his smiles, the one he used with the pences to indicate sincerity. "why can't i talk in there? bad business for you?"Boogey
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Post by Boogey on Jul 7, 2016 18:02:38 GMT
In a way, Zanii was teaching the boy. He was simply teaching him the cruel parts of this world. No one should be shielded from them, not even the smallest of children. He understood the painful feeling of finding out things weren't so happy in the world. As long as kids were opened-minded, he would show them the truth.
He turned his head to look back at the kid and smile, "If you say something, they might take us and sell us to other humans with bad intentions. We don't want that at all." This was better refer to as sex-trafficking and this kid could probably go for a lot down there, but that wasn't the goal. Showing him human trafficking is the only thing they were partaking in.
He turned his head back and started picking up the pace, "They never really allow children to enter this place as anything else than product, so for your sake, just follow." He knew they weren't gonna let him pass, but a few neck snaps would get him in. He just hoped the kid had money instead of just talking about it, because if he wanted a human then he needed to cough up some $$$.
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Post by tommy on Jul 8, 2016 3:26:10 GMT
humans with bad intentions were not an unfamiliar idea to him. in fact, the only humans he'd ever known were ones with bad intentions. (ironically, that applied to him as well.) tommy gulped in the name of good acting, and wordlessly followed boogey into the dark depths of the black market. it wasn't going to be easy getting in, it seemed. even the humans, white or black or red or yellow, had to leave behind many things to go to the city of dreams. why would it be any different for the black market? tommy skipped after boogey. he was going to get a human for himself! a human, a human! Boogey
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Jul 21, 2016 18:32:21 GMT
Post by Boogey on Jul 21, 2016 18:32:21 GMT
Turning into an alleyway, Zanii headed straight down till he reached the dead end. An oddly placed door sat to his right side, he hoped the guy behind the door will let him in without any problems. If there was any problems, a simple clean knockout would solve it all.
Knocking on the door, he took a deep breath and turned on his serious face. The door slightly opened and a deep voice came from behind it, "What do you want?" He could see the man's gray eyes sitting in the shadows behind that door. He wished he had gray eyes, instead he is cursed with cherry red eyes. "The weak are cattle and we are the farmers." That was always a stupid thing to say every time he came here, he wished he could change it, but he'd have to run this place. That would have to wait for another time.
The door opened completely, the man who guarded the door welcomed him. Before venturing inside, he rubbed the back of his head. "I have this kid with me, his purchasing today. Will you let us proceed?"
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Post by tommy on Jul 24, 2016 9:25:51 GMT
odd that these dangerous places were always in a dead end. wouldn't it mean sealing themselves in with no escape? tommy wondered and pondered and thought and mused, but he didn't have an answer. humans were so very strange. (he had better become strange as well.) tommy held himself with his shoulders straight, poised like a proper buyer as boogey introduced him as a purchaser. it made his little heart swell with pride and excitement. the chanting at the back of his mind grew louder: ' a human, a human!' this human he was going to buy truly lived up to the passphrase. the weak were cattle to be bought and he was the farmer, its reaper, its soon-to-be owner. he held his tongue and looked at the guard with as serious of an expression as he could muster without saying anything. ah, the pleasures of not having to speak and having someone else to do it for you. Boogey
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Post by Boogey on Jul 25, 2016 3:31:15 GMT
"I'm assuming you've been here before since you know about the way to get in and I'm assuming you know that I can't let you get through with that kid." The man had the most serious face Zanii had ever seen in his life. He could already tell there was no convincing this man otherwise. He sighed and looked past the guardian of the door, a staircase going down. Then, he looked to his side, trashcans that could hold a body. An idea already popped into his mind.
He looked back at the man and gave him an innocent smile. With a quick motion, he threw a right hook to the man's jaw. The sound of it connecting made it obvious that the man was done for. Well, it seemed like he would be. Instead, the man was still standing and rubbing his jaw. He looked furious, but Zanii kept smiling. One punch was thrown from the man, but being more agile, Zanii dodged it with ease. He counter the action, by throwing a couple straight jabs to guards face. Blood began to appear on Zanii's knuckles, he knew that this would be over soon.
Before Zanii could even use a finishing uppercut, the man fell to the ground. His body was still, but he was breathing. Zanii picked the man up and walked over to the trashcans, placing him inside. He let out a reliving sigh, "That was way easier than I expected." He went through the door and began heading down the staircase, "Come on kid, don't get left behind."
OOC: I see the spelling in the last post was terrible, I did it late in the night with barely any sleep xc so sorry!
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Jul 25, 2016 15:07:42 GMT
Post by tommy on Jul 25, 2016 15:07:42 GMT
tommy shifted to the side once boogey decided that violence was going to be the solution. he wasn't going to get in the way. excitedly, he hopped from foot to foot as boogey pummelled the other guy without remorse, and then had the decency to dump him into a trashcan. he bit back the urge to chortle at the sight. way easier, huh? "okay," he mumbled, softly. he wasn't going to be left behind -- hadn't been earlier, wasn't going to now. "let's do this." boy, was lyndon going to be so surprised when he got home with someone else in tow. maybe lyndon was going to get a little bit jealous, but he was getting a little too far ahead here ... Boogey(( no worries! idt i even noticed lmao orz ))
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