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Post by Jon Osterman on Mar 17, 2011 1:46:33 GMT -5
"There would be many more bodies, if word got out."
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Post by Rorschach on Mar 17, 2011 1:48:45 GMT -5
Rorschach made a strangled, desperate noise and wrenched off his hat, the inky surface of his mask frenetically swirling around.
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Post by Jon Osterman on Mar 17, 2011 1:49:19 GMT -5
"You know this."
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Post by Rorschach on Mar 17, 2011 1:51:09 GMT -5
"If you'd cared from the start, none of this would have happened."
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Post by Jon Osterman on Mar 17, 2011 1:52:22 GMT -5
"I can change everything," said Jon, the tilt of his head, the fact that he still had eyes, almost relatable, "except human nature."
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Post by Rorschach on Mar 17, 2011 1:52:32 GMT -5
He reached toward the back of his own head and tugged off the mask, revealing a tear-streaked, shivering face underneath.
"What are you waiting for?"
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Post by Jon Osterman on Mar 17, 2011 1:53:58 GMT -5
Waiting almost looked like genuine hesitation, as if after exploding thousands of bodies in Times Square, Jon had somehow had a surfeit of killing.
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Post by Rorschach on Mar 17, 2011 1:54:32 GMT -5
"Do it!"
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Post by Jon Osterman on Mar 17, 2011 1:57:56 GMT -5
Jon held out his hand as though to take someone else's, and where Rorschach had been there was an explosion of body parts, the most intimate of inside bodily functions vulnerably exposed, nothing recognizeably human left.
From an aerial view, a bloodied Rorschach blot was clearly visible. Rorschach's fedora blew past on the cold Antarctic wind, to land in the snow miles away.
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Inside Jon's head tilted upwards, almost as though he was looking at Adrian and the others in wonder, though of course his features were impassive.
"Rorschach will not reach civilization."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 17, 2011 1:59:19 GMT -5
Adrian just stared at him.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Mar 17, 2011 2:01:20 GMT -5
Adrien let out a muted moan. Regardless of what Rorschach had done to him, the fact that he had been in here - had even touched Adrien, however horribly - and was now dead, presumably as horrifically as all of those innocent people in Times Square, was shocking and terrible.
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Mar 17, 2011 2:02:41 GMT -5
"NOOOOOO!!!!!!"
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Post by Megan on Mar 17, 2011 2:06:02 GMT -5
Megan ran up behind him and stared out at the fresh bloodstain in horror.
"Oh my God-"
She wrapped her arms around him.
"Let's- Dan, I don't want to stay here anymore, let's just go back to New York and see what we can do- check on Mr. Mason-"
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Post by Daniel Dreiberg on Mar 17, 2011 2:08:45 GMT -5
Dan's gasps for breath were cut short... Hollis!
He flew up out of Megan arms "HOLLIS WAS IN TIME SQUARE" and with a scream of animal fury he charged at Adrian.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Mar 17, 2011 2:10:15 GMT -5
Adrian turned to face him, completely expressionless.
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