Post by Jay Hughes on Nov 15, 2010 20:00:05 GMT -8
The end of the day, Jay was done with playing the good student. He needed the staff to think he was the good student, so he worked hard, showed commitment in class and rarely missed a lesson. He was a model student in this school. Despite his many flaws but he was Matthews spy, his eyes and ears. Not that he had much so far, a week off with the busted arm, then a week of being sick. Always killed that. Now he was back, two days in, nothing to report. Gay. He walked to his locker, the simple end of day when he would switch his canvas bags, from his school bag to his graffiti bag. His tags were all over the city as well as over the school. But none were big, just small symbols all over, on every corner. As he opened the locker though a small envelope fell out.
"Hmm... a love letter in this day and age... intriguing."
With minimal effort he scooped it up and opened it. To his surprise was a small symbol, and a note. It was from Matthew it was orders.
"How the fuck did he know I was in the school..."
He had a few targets, all of them would be difficult, including the big one that would get recognition around the school. It was a job that suited Jay perfectly, propaganda. This was his forte. So Matthew wanted the name out there, that these Reapers were around, and obviously the fact he was under payment from Matthew meant he was part of this group too. Or so he assumed. A black and white symbol, it was intricate but was not to difficult, it would only be outlined. He would use the colors correctly. He had to be paid good for this one. He scooped up the bag and bolted.
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Now then the night so far had been busy, the first target had been the buses. Why, well they were public vehicles they went everywhere in this city. If you wanted news spread you put it there. In his back was a fuck load of black and white sprays. He climbed the fence and landed softly whilst pulling two black cans out quickly. They were large, heavy duty cans, they would last a while. With a few quick shakes he rushed to the first rank of buses. Spraying out the ads on it already, only roughly of course then he switched, his back pack collecting the empty cans as he went. He adjusted the black bandanna over his face again as he set to work with the white cans. Spraying the insignia over the black. The words "WE ARE HERE" written underneath it.
After that he had raced to the news station, they were out far, but not far enough that he would miss it. He hit the compound, smacking the guards out from behind with a metal pole. The doors were tagged, the walls and the news vans, losing their regular network logo to be replaced by the reaper insignia as well as the same message. The third target was the hardest. He had to be smart about it. It was around two in the morning when he hit the cop station. Above the police symbol he tagged, in white the insignia of the reapers, saying the cops would be first. It was always a good way to gain attention. The insignia was all it was, no names. When the name was attached everyone would know about it.
Now the final task, the school itself. He checked his watch. It was four AM. Two hours till the gates opened but he could still get in. He hopped the fence and raced towards the school. He needed to leave a message that would garner attention that was all he knew. He moved quickly, smashing open the lock on the front doors and heading straight to the science labs. He gathered the necessary gear that he though he would require and moved again. The main area that everyone would notice, had to be the clock tower. He wanted a scene right away.
With speed and surprising skill considering he was carrying the anatomy doll, arms and legs included, ropes and two bags of cans empty and full, he climbed to the roof near the clock tower. Tying the anatomy doll up, arms spread out wide, feet dangling. He had already placed a long white lab coat over him, his beanie on the head as well as a bandanna over his face. He made sure from a distance people would not realize it was not human. He scaled the tower, leaving his gear on the roof top and hoisted the body higher up. You would need to know what you were doing to get him down after wards. The two cans he had were white. It was time to leave a message. Under the body, the insignia went, with the words. The final message.
THIS WAS JUST THE OPENING ACT!
Yeah ok, Jay was into over dramatics but hey it would garner a laugh and possible a bit of pointless worrying. Not to mention the mass confusion that would occur when they found the front doors chained together from the inside and locked with heavy duty lock. But he was now fucked, tired... and sore! He would skip school for the day. He better get something good for this!
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The morning would begin, the body would be found tied to the clock tower with the symbol and message underneath.
No one else would be found, and Jay was sleeping like a log. How would they react to see what appeared to be a dead body strung up in their school.
"Hmm... a love letter in this day and age... intriguing."
With minimal effort he scooped it up and opened it. To his surprise was a small symbol, and a note. It was from Matthew it was orders.
"How the fuck did he know I was in the school..."
He had a few targets, all of them would be difficult, including the big one that would get recognition around the school. It was a job that suited Jay perfectly, propaganda. This was his forte. So Matthew wanted the name out there, that these Reapers were around, and obviously the fact he was under payment from Matthew meant he was part of this group too. Or so he assumed. A black and white symbol, it was intricate but was not to difficult, it would only be outlined. He would use the colors correctly. He had to be paid good for this one. He scooped up the bag and bolted.
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Now then the night so far had been busy, the first target had been the buses. Why, well they were public vehicles they went everywhere in this city. If you wanted news spread you put it there. In his back was a fuck load of black and white sprays. He climbed the fence and landed softly whilst pulling two black cans out quickly. They were large, heavy duty cans, they would last a while. With a few quick shakes he rushed to the first rank of buses. Spraying out the ads on it already, only roughly of course then he switched, his back pack collecting the empty cans as he went. He adjusted the black bandanna over his face again as he set to work with the white cans. Spraying the insignia over the black. The words "WE ARE HERE" written underneath it.
After that he had raced to the news station, they were out far, but not far enough that he would miss it. He hit the compound, smacking the guards out from behind with a metal pole. The doors were tagged, the walls and the news vans, losing their regular network logo to be replaced by the reaper insignia as well as the same message. The third target was the hardest. He had to be smart about it. It was around two in the morning when he hit the cop station. Above the police symbol he tagged, in white the insignia of the reapers, saying the cops would be first. It was always a good way to gain attention. The insignia was all it was, no names. When the name was attached everyone would know about it.
Now the final task, the school itself. He checked his watch. It was four AM. Two hours till the gates opened but he could still get in. He hopped the fence and raced towards the school. He needed to leave a message that would garner attention that was all he knew. He moved quickly, smashing open the lock on the front doors and heading straight to the science labs. He gathered the necessary gear that he though he would require and moved again. The main area that everyone would notice, had to be the clock tower. He wanted a scene right away.
With speed and surprising skill considering he was carrying the anatomy doll, arms and legs included, ropes and two bags of cans empty and full, he climbed to the roof near the clock tower. Tying the anatomy doll up, arms spread out wide, feet dangling. He had already placed a long white lab coat over him, his beanie on the head as well as a bandanna over his face. He made sure from a distance people would not realize it was not human. He scaled the tower, leaving his gear on the roof top and hoisted the body higher up. You would need to know what you were doing to get him down after wards. The two cans he had were white. It was time to leave a message. Under the body, the insignia went, with the words. The final message.
THIS WAS JUST THE OPENING ACT!
Yeah ok, Jay was into over dramatics but hey it would garner a laugh and possible a bit of pointless worrying. Not to mention the mass confusion that would occur when they found the front doors chained together from the inside and locked with heavy duty lock. But he was now fucked, tired... and sore! He would skip school for the day. He better get something good for this!
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The morning would begin, the body would be found tied to the clock tower with the symbol and message underneath.
No one else would be found, and Jay was sleeping like a log. How would they react to see what appeared to be a dead body strung up in their school.
