Everything Reminds Me of You (1x1 between ~*Reeses*~ and I)

[greedling]

It's only a crime if I get caught.

This is a 1x1 between ~*Reeses*~ and I. Please refrain from posting here unless you are one of us, thanks!

[greedling]

name: Amanda Vargas
age: 18 years old
gender: female

hair color: blonde
eye color: hazel
height: 5'4
weight: 108 pounds

good traits: intelligent, kind-hearted, docile
bad traits: trusts too easily, short tempered, anxious
likes: cats, music, fairytales
dislikes: storms, crowds, dogs

father: Pete Vargas
mother: Caroline Vargas (deceased;murdered)
sister: Catherine Vargas (8 years old.)
pets: 2 cats: Dream and Benny

[~*Reeses*~]

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Ｔｈｅ..ｇｏｖｅｒｎｍｅｎｔ..ｐｒｅｐａｒｅｓ..ｔｈｅ..ｃｒｉｍｅ;

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naмe;Jackson Lee Pierson
nιcĸnaмe;Jack
gender;Male
age;19
вιrтнday;March 22nd


нeιgнт;6'1''
weιgнт;150lbs
нaιr;Short and brown
eyeѕ;Brown


ғιrѕт ιмpreѕѕιon;A Murderer
good тraιтѕ;Head Strong,
Determined, Caring,
Considering, Kind
вad тraιтѕ;Manipulating,
Sneaky, Intimidating,
Dangerous, Merciless


тιтle;Murderer
ғaмιly;His father and sister
ғrιendѕ;Few other criminals
allιeѕ;His friends and his
sister
eneмιeѕ;The government

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нιѕтory;x
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ｔｈｅ..ｃｒｉｍｉｎａｌ..ｃｏｍｍｉｔｓ..ｉｔ.

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[greedling]

(Who should start? c:)

[~*Reeses*~]

ooc; If you would like. Where are we going to start? And If I have to make the starting post, then I might not be able to make it until tomorrow {maybe today}. I still have 1.5 RPs to reply to:P

[greedling]

(I'm happy to start.^^ Are we going to go with the idea where Amanda is attacked by a different criminal and Jackson helps her?)

[~*Reeses*~]

ooc; I think that that should happen after Jackson starts seeing her a lot and kind of starts to protect her, though she wont realize it?
Maybe I should start with the murder?

[greedling]

(Alright, fine by me! Then I'll be able to mirror what you post and post more. cx)

[greedling]

The icy wind bit furiously through Amanda's clothes as she walked the streets. Despite the freezing cold she as in no hurry to return home. Her mother and father were fighting once again and, of course, dragging her into it. In response Amanda had bundled up and waltzed out the front door. After spending hours at school, doing homework, and playing with her younger sister she was exhausted, and just plain tired of dealing with everything. Fortunately, it was almost winter break, and after that she'd only have a semester before graduation. She was aware her family would be somewhat lost without her around. When her mother was at important meetings in the evening Amanda was the one who made dinner for the family. That was mostly because the only thing her father could make was macaroni and cheese, and even that ended up burnt on occasion. Her mom's job was always the topic of fights in the house.

Amanda's father liked to complain about her mother's long hours, and her mother liked to complain about her father's complaints. Basically, it was a mess. A complete and total mess. Not to mention Amanda was often tugged into the arguments. Both of her parents wanted her on their side, but she refused. As much as she missed her mother when she was gone Amanda didn't want her to give up her job. Even though it was stressful to work for the government her mom loved it. Amanda just assumed she got some sort of power-trip off of it, but knew better than to say so.

As her thoughts swirled through her head Amanda had failed to notice the sound of loud footsteps behind her. Her hazel eyes flicked along the street. There was no one around. Struggling not to panic she began walking faster. What a great time to forget my pepper spray. Her heart beat erratically in her chest and then a hand roughly grabbed her by the hair. She let out a scream of pure terror, and received a hand over her mouth. Amanda desperately kicked at her attacker and he pulled her hair again causing tears to form in her eyes. He drug her into the alley and slammed her against the wall. She fell to the ground and began searching for something to use as a weapon, but was kicked in the side during her search. She whimpered in pain. Her throat was too dry to scream, and tears were now streaming down her face. "Please don't," she begged. Without responding he drugged her to her feet and pulled a knife out a sheathe on his belt. Fury swept through Amanda as she kicked him hard in the shin, but he barely budged. He loosened his grip on her just enough for her to wriggle away. Her legs were shaky with fear when she tried to run causing her to collapse on the hard concrete.

[~*Reeses*~]

ooc; My posts will get better.. I didn't like this one xD

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The evening was cooling down fast as Jack hurried his steps in attempt to reach the meeting building quickly. It was nearing winter and the day's light faded away quicker and quicker every day. Though the days weren't pleasant, it couldn't have been a better time to pursue his victims. Most of the citizens in town believed that Jack and his group were monsters. Blood thirsty killers. Though that was partially true, the citizens didn't realize that they only killed for a purpose. The victims Jack's group pursued were people who had an effect on the town and it's government. People who believed that they were keeping the town safe, but really weren't, whether they realize it or not. Those people have to be eliminated from the public because it is the only was to ensure that the town will continue to be safe and at peace among each other. If Jack and his group didn't kill the people that they did, this town would be in ruins.
Jack couldn't, however, confirm with anyone that the only purpose of his kills were to rid the government of it's rotten spots. No, after they had killed his mother because she was standing up for his younger sister after she tried to steal a load of bread and a few apples for the homeless children. They killed her without any mercy and without reason. Ever since, he has killed those who kill just to kill, starting with that damned policeman that killed his mother. Even after he avenged his mother's death, he felt the need to rid the life of those who weren't worthy enough to keep theirs, even if he is now just as bad as them.
The adrenaline running through his veins was the only thing that was keeping him warm and walking. Of course, it was always like this before he got an assignment. Jack smiled to himself as he thought about it. Another soul that had deemed itself unworthy of living would be rid of in the next twenty-four hours. When he heard the scream, that's when he finally came out of his thoughts.

Before he could even wrap his mind around what he was doing, he was running down the street towards the sound of screaming. The scream was not one that someone would use to show how surprised they are or how happy they are over something. No, it was a scream filled with terror and fear. He'd know this because he has heard similar ones countless times. Jack knew he was drawing closer to the source when he could make out the sound of a muffled scream. Someone was attacking another being. Fire ripped through his body as he continued running down his course. Finally, he reached the source. Down an ally was a woman, no older than eighteen backed up against a brick wall with a man towering over her. He had a hand covering her mouth and his other had a knife in it, placed at the base of her throat. This was not a murder-attempt had a purpose. No young woman would hold as much power as the others his group killed. Plus, most of their murders were quick and painless, while this man looked like he was going to enjoy himself a bit before fully killing her.
Jack drew the dagger from his waistband and crept against the other wall, hidden in the shadows. Thinking first, he pulled the hood from his jacket over his head in attempt to seal at least some of his identity. He was lucky that the man was taking it slow rather than quick. It would give Jack plenty of time to kill the murderer before he had a chance to kill the woman. When he finally stood parallel to the man, he ran towards the perpetrator. Before the other man could barely react, Jack wrapped his arm around his neck and pulled him backwards into the awaiting sharp tip of the weapon. While the two were so close, Jack put his mouth to the other man's ear. "Was it really worth it to give your own life in attempt to kill a small and defenseless girl?" His voice was empty and cold; the voice of a killer. Before the man had a chance to say any last words, Jack took the dagger from the man's back and pierced it once more underneath the left shoulder blade and to the side a bit, piercing the man's heart from behind; one of the only ways to kill a man from behind. Almost instantly, the man's body went limp and fell to the ground. Not taking a look at the girl who now stood almost in front of him, still in shock, he placed his foot on the man's back and pulled his dagger out and wiped it on his clothes before looking up and meeting the woman's hazel eyes that were filled with terror and shock.