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    Re: Such Country, Very Banjo

    Post by Universal NPC on Fri Nov 22, 2013 5:36 am

    Who was he calling a baby? The stranger did not know her, in fact she knew he had not even met her until now, if anything he was the bigger baby! "I am too courageous! Momma says cowards go and do things just because someone  says they're a baby." Luanne countered, crossing her arms over her chest and staring down the ghoul with her best stink eye.

    When Judge Fear began to threaten to eat all of the cookies however, the child began to rethink her principles. Was her pride really worth not getting a sugary treat, leaving them all for this creep who somehow got in the house? "W-waaaait!" She whined, reaching out for the cookie jar with grabbing hands. "Nooo! I want them tooo!" Her puffy little cheeks grew red with frustration, glaring at the dark Judge as she finally caved to his demands.

    "Okay, fine, I'll play the game." She said, defeated. "What are the rules?" She better get more than just one cookie if she won...
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    Re: Such Country, Very Banjo

    Post by K.A.R.R. on Fri Nov 22, 2013 6:22 am

    Amid the waving tall grasses, KARR patiently sat and waited for the ghoul to get done with his business inside the house. As the sun grew higher in the sky, only a few vehicles had passed the driveway, many of them uncaring or distracted from the blood on the road by going about their own business. Just fine for him, and wise on their part as well, the AI decided. So far aside from the afternoon traffic, the AI detected hardly thing on his surveillance, save for a few animals moving about in the grass.

    With nothing to keep the AI's sole attention on his surroundings, he began to wonder just how long it would be before he truly got his full strength back. Certainly he was able to regain an offensive ability from visiting the Chop Shop, but as for the rest? What was truly keeping them from being accessible to the point where he could not determine the source of the problem... Delving into his systems, KARR traveled along lines of code and programming. Zurg had said that one regains their abilities through staying here and learning, but perhaps there was a faster way.

    His thoughts were broken only by a small amount of movement from the barn, but only or a brief moment. So far as he could figure for now it was just the lumber expanding from the sun's heat.
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    Re: Such Country, Very Banjo

    Post by Fear on Fri Nov 22, 2013 2:09 pm

    Judge Fear was many things but a coward he was not. He removed the treats out of the girl's reach and quietly stood there, the fiend's shadow looming over Luanne like a great black cloud. Excellent, excellent... She was going to play his little "game" and no longer try his patience. "The game is rather simple," stated the Dark Judge. Reaching over with a gangly limb, Judge Fear opened up the kitchen sink's faucet and lets its basin steadily being to fill with water. "It is a game called Breathless; the objective is to hold your breath underwater for ten seconds in the first round. The difficulty shall progress the more rounds you successfully complete. If you can do this, you shall earn two cookies each time." Such a simple game, no?

    To make good on his promise as reward-giver, the Dark Judge reached into the container and handed precious Luanne a cookie to start off. A token for the journey beyond, if you will. Where the girl will be going she could use all the cookies in the world. "The sink is ready," he hissed, stepping aside. "Kindly stick your head beneath the water's surface while I count to ten."

    A simple, harmless game.

    ...For a fish.
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    Re: Such Country, Very Banjo

    Post by Universal NPC on Fri Nov 22, 2013 2:32 pm

    The child listened eagerly , her eyes trained on the cookie jar the whole time Judge fear explained the rules. Go to the sink, stick her head in the sink, and get a cookie after ten seconds of staying underwater. It all seemed simple enough, a babies game in fact. However, there as one detail that made the child apprehensive... "Momma says we're not supposed to play in the sink, it gets the floor all wet." She stated, glancing between the caped man and the kitchen sink. Even as the stranger began to fill the basin with water, the child felt a conflict of priorities. Earn two cookies before dinner and risk getting swatted, or turn down the game and try to ask for another.

    Before she could argue her case further however, a round, sugary treat was placed in her hand. Already she was ahead of the game, by the time she won the first round she would have three cookies! ...Or was it four? Luanne was still working on her math, after all. "...Well, maybe we can play in the sink just this once. She won't notice if we don't make a mess." She said between bites as she eagerly devoured the cookie.

    Carefully hopping down from the counter, the child dragged her step stool over to the sink, stepping up and leaning over the basin. Her reflection in the clear water gazed back at her, sharing the same determined expression. With a watery plunk she stuck her head in, briefly shocked by the cool temperature before she began to count in her head.

    One... Two... Three... Four... Wait, what came after four again?
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    Re: Such Country, Very Banjo

    Post by Fear on Fri Nov 22, 2013 3:16 pm

    Already he could see the sinner's gears turning when Luanne weighed the options presented before her. In what was a basic prediction, she forfeited her principles for a well-known demon that plagued many: avarice. There was no need to speak with such powerful evidence before him and the child's fate was thus sealed. Silently the Dark Judge watched Luanne unwittingly march up to her grave, Judge Fear fascinated. She was quite the lucky one, wasn't she? If the fiend had not arrived at this house's doorstep as he had, darling Luanne would have grown up in a life of sin. She was being rescued - purified - before that wicked taint could shackle the child's innocence and lead her down a dark and twisted path. It was time...

    Dearest, dearest Luanne... Think not of how painful this may feel; think not of the fire that shall consume your lungs. The agony is but for a moment and you, child, shall suffer no more. Think of this as a bitter medicine given to you by an experienced physician - your salvation. You and the rest of your iniquitous kind desperately needed this cure.

    And so it was ordained.

    The moment Luanne dunked her head beneath the water's calm surface was the moment she offered her life before a magistrate of the law. All it took was a firm hand - a righteous hand - planted upon the back of her head. Oh how she may kick... Oh how she may scream... They all did when ushered along. But Luanne didn't realize just how lucky she had it; there could have easily been a hundred ways to make her departure more painful, more miserable, more... deserving of such harsh methods. But she, as a child born into this cruel life and having not asked for it, was to be granted clemency for her future crimes. Her sentence was death by drowning; an otherwise distressing, but swift, fate. She, like Johnny, did not justify having an excruciating demise when they, themselves, could not rightfully merit it.

    And so it was finished, the Dark Judge no longer feeling Luanne resist against his grip.

    With judgement having been thoroughly passed the fiend lightened his hold upon the girl's head, Judge Fear respectfully carrying her body toward the nearby table. There he set her to rest, the fiend taking the utmost consideration of her still-warm corpse. So peaceful... He was no monster, no unrepentant madman; the Dark Judge held a brief, even if silent, vigil of the passing child's body and allowed for her amnesty of this corrupt world.

    He could not stand here forever, alas. Three more sinners required their own judgements - their own accountability for their wicked ways. Leaving the child's body, Judge Fear made his way for the home's stairs and began his ascent up the wooden flight.

    Luanne will be having company in the next life shortly.
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    Re: Such Country, Very Banjo

    Post by Universal NPC on Fri Nov 22, 2013 4:09 pm

    Even in the wake of Luanne's demise the house remained silent, not a soul stirring from their bedrooms. Up the stairs Judge Fear would find a hall, long and lined with doors. At the very end one was propped open, a ray of dull light shining through the otherwise shaded corridor. Another door closer to the living room was propped slightly open as well, the muffled sounds of a television echoing from within.

    In the room at the far end of the hall sat two cradles, one lined in blue and the other in pink, complete with little, colorful mobiles hanging above that played a soft tune when disturbed. Underneath the soft blankets were an infant boy and girl, no older than their two's slept soundly, blissfully unaware of the intruder as they drifted through dreams. A scene almost as peaceful as the one in the second bedroom, where two elderly people slept, an old man and his wife.

    As they slept away the afternoon, the couple had forgotten the TV was left on, a drone of commercials and soap programs filling the silence throughout the night and into the day. Either the family was too busy to notice the sounds and light emanating from the room, or they feared turning off the machine would awake the elders.
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    Re: Such Country, Very Banjo

    Post by Fear on Fri Nov 22, 2013 5:46 pm

    A muffled television played off in the distance...

    By now the Dark Judge had reached the second floor, his bare and leathery feet graced by plush carpeting. No mortal in this house, even if awake, would have heard the embodiment of death approaching. Judge Fear used this to his advantage and he began to open the doors one by one, the fiend peering in for several moments at a time before moving on to the next. Many of these rooms were empty, as he had sensed, but it never hurt to be too sure.

    Eventually the walking corpse arrived at the elderly persons' room first; there was hardly anything amiss or threatening, save for the two mortals deep in slumber. The Dark Judge shall be back for them later, after he was done patrolling this hall.

    Once more back into the dimly-lit corridor and still as silent as a haunt, Judge Fear's investigation of this home had reached its end. This room, a room bathed in warm sunlight and brightly painted, shared an inarguable tether with the last room he had just left. While previously the fiend's presence had graced the elderly, now did it too offer patronage to the very young. Two babies, hardly over six months old, were currently fast asleep in the security of their cradles and the Dark Judge... stopped. Children once more? Why, sinners? Why do you usher forth life into this miserable world and think to deny that which is? Why do you time and time again sacrifice your children to the insatiable appetite of sin?

    There will never be an answer, this the fiend knew. How sinners continued to vex him so, the fools stubbornly believing that they made a difference - that they truly made a difference.

    But, alas, Judge Fear could not, despite having two young new souls stand before him, permit them to live. They would only grow up and face the horrors of life - the fallacies and illusions of endless suffering, if one will. These children, no matter their fates, were doomed from the very moment they were born. The only way to spare their future misery was from the humane blessing only death could give. Was that not compassion at its fullest?

    As with the recently-freed Luanne, Judge Fear would not pass a most ruthless and unusual sentence; Judge Fire may, perhaps, or even Judge Mortis, but he was not them and they he. These babies, aside from committing the crime of life, had done no wrong - they hadn't the chance to. Ergo, the Dark Judge stood between the two cribs with outstretched hands and reached down...

    Fingers clenched and tiny bodies shivered.

    Nothing stirred.

    Again judgement was passed and again Judge Fear went on the move, this time the fiend returning to the elderly persons' chamber. Still asleep, still oblivious... The Dark Judge stood there, facing the snoring mortals from several feet away, while quietly observing their every motion. Unlike the children, whom he had mercifully sentenced, these two sinners no doubt had lived a life filled with disgusting, iniquitous behaviour. Surely he should give them a most harrowing ordeal, no? Ah, but there seemed to be something weighing upon his mind. Although the Dark Judge had disposed of the filthy sinners out in the desert via crude and heartless methods, today's session had been oddly... mellow. Yes, Judge Fear considered it to be mellow. As much as the farmhand, his wife, and Rick deserved a justified punishment, they had been easily whisked off from this life with a few well-placed shots by a laser.

    K.A.R.R. could be thanked for that, much to the Dark Judge's chagrin.

    Thus, if he were to be fair and follow through with today's method of judgement, then the way these two ignorant sinners depart should be the same as all the rest. Of course, it was already considerate on his behalf to let these two mortals have the comfort of dying together, but one could not be picky when currently, as Aicara of the Sheikah put it, flattened.

    Following suit as he had done with the babies and Luanne, Judge Fear finally took several steps forward and leaned with sickly hands yearning. Neither of the sinners had felt a thing as their hearts were instantly stilled, the fiend's grip unyielding.

    One last breath escaped the couple and this room, too, was kissed by death.

    It was done. This entire house has been judged.

    Judge Fear removed his hands from their persons and went to turn off the television, everything now resting into an unmistakeable silence. Good, good... He still had much work to accomplish and distractions were not something easily afforded. The Dark Judge wordlessly exited as he had entered and didn't look back. There was a tractor to load.
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    Re: Such Country, Very Banjo

    Post by Universal NPC on Fri Nov 22, 2013 7:11 pm

    The house cleansed, not a single sound carried through its walls, save for the muffled footsteps of the Dark Judge as he walked through. To think that his job was fully complete however would be the assumption of the ignorant and foolish, for there was still one left who stirred with life.

    "ZzzZZZzz-Snrk!" Up in the loftier areas of the barn was sprawled a man among the farm equipment, lanky and toned from labor and youth. Instead of the simple work clothes and casual wear that his family wore, his legs were clad in camouflage pants, and his chest covered in a black T-shirt that hung too loose upon his frame. As he had slumbered the young man's head was covered by an equally camouflaged hat, dark hair poking out the back in greasy strands.

    How he had slumbered, the man hardly had heard a single thing at all. Not ma's screams, Ben's loud yells for Johnny, not even the approach of a vehicle.  He was awoken only when the sun managed to hit his face, making him roll over groggily as he became conscious, a beer bottle rolling from his embrace and clattering against a support post. "Ergh, shit... Where am I?" He slurred, sitting upright. He remembered visiting the militia last night and having a few beers, though the rest seemed to grow foggy after the seventh can. However, a more pressing matter filled his mind next, as he looked about for something amid the storage clutter. "Ah, there ya are!" He grinned, pulling forth a rather large automatic rifle. Adjusting the strap upon the gun he pulled it over his shoulder and got to his feet, heavy boots thudding on aged wood as he made his climb down.

    Once he emerged from the barn however, something immediately felt off. His green eyes squinted and looked around, noticing that the farm was impossibly quiet. There was no sound of the kids, Ben was not working about the field and he could not see Rick in the living room window. "Hrmm..." He pulled the rifle off his back, cocking it once as he walked around. "Something doesn't feel right." Keeping his gun at the ready, the man walked over to the  house.

    Perhaps the family was inside having lunch...
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    Re: Such Country, Very Banjo

    Post by K.A.R.R. on Fri Nov 22, 2013 8:52 pm

    Strange, the AI could have sworn there was no vital readings from the barn a few minutes ago...

    KARR focused his scanners on the massive structure, surveying both the outside and inside of the barn from top to bottom. The data he found only assured him of the fact there was indeed a person unaccounted for lurking outside of the house. Turning away from the driveway, he slowly drove through the grass, keeping his suspension low to the ground in effort to perhaps keep the man from seeing him for at least a short while longer. As he grew closer, his scanners picked up yet another disturbing detail. He was armed, and illegally so. Automatic weaponry of the caliber was not allowed for civilian use according to the laws of the earth he had arrived from, and the man holding it looked nowhere near military.

    To see that he was nearing the house only made things worse. Judge fear was still in there and unaware of another household tenant aside from the one's he had scanned earlier. "Damn." He hissed, someday he would have to interest the ghoul in a comlink, if only to avoid situations like these.

    He looked to his laser, only to find that the limited charges of the device had since expired on the other family members. It would be a long while before it had recharged to optimal levels again. Once again KARR was left with the more inefficient alternate methods. Rising to his natural riding level, the Trans-Am loudly revved its engines in both warning and challenge before leaping from the tall grass and barreling forward. Within a fraction of a second KARR was charging at the man at speeds over sixty miles an hour, intent on sending the man flying like he had been hit by the meanest bull on any of the farms. The sound of his screams alone would be enough to alert the Dark Judge.

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    Re: Such Country, Very Banjo

    Post by System on Fri Nov 22, 2013 8:52 pm

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    Re: Such Country, Very Banjo

    Post by Fear on Sat Nov 23, 2013 5:17 am

    And so the righteous hath prevailed over the wicked.

    It had been difficult, moderately so, to remove the stiffening mortals from their home and relocate them upon an awaiting tractor bed. At the height of his power the Dark Judge could have easily carried two sinners at once, but this was not meant to be - not yet. Instead, Judge Fear had to carry one body at a time and periodically retrace his steps; the first to be settled were the two elderly citizens. Having already proven themselves to be the hardest to burden, it had taken the ghoul much longer than originally anticipated to transition their bodies downstairs. Once they had been, however, the rest of his task had progressed without further delay.

    For the two infants that were now liberated from the horrors of this world, the Dark Judge cradled them both, one in each arm, and brought them down. They were set beside their sister, Luanne, on the kitchen table and the fiend momentarily left their presence. He came back shortly with grim hands clutching a pair of white sheets, one for each babe.

    It was hard, you know.

    As the Dark Judge stood here, wrapping up each infant into a neat and inconspicuous bundle, he couldn't seem to fathom the madness in all this. Not the madness in his actions, as no doubt a delusional sinner would claim his profession profane, but... the madness in how sinners could not stop... well, sinning! Why? Why did they subject themselves to this torment? Were they not aware that they had a choice? They could have easily taken their own lives, should they have the decency and the awareness that their existence was abhorrent, and spared him all the trouble of having to do this dirty work. For the sinners who deserved Judge Fear's relentless wrath, he felt nothing of their plight and was inexplicably overjoyed whenever he was assigned to purge them. For the Luannes and the infants he had judged, however... Alas, it was not their fault that they were brought into this wicked, disgusting world. It was a good thing the Dark Judge had arrived as he did.

    Finished with tending the infants, he carried the pair out into the midst of day and gently deposited their bodies on the tractor. Preferably someplace where no further harm would come to them or where their bodies would not be quashed. That left Luanna, whom Judge Fear had not spent the energy to cover but did remove her out from the house in a deferential manner. She, too, was placed adjacently to her siblings where her body was not captive to abuse.

    "You have been saved at last," did the Dark Judge hiss. He stepped further back to admire his work, Judge Fear privately elated that the family had repented for their immoral ways. The father, the mother, the children and their grandparents... Yes, an entire family. They must assuredly be rejoicing amongst each other, now that their souls had been freed of these monstrous husks. Ah, but the session was not complete! Judge Fear had more to say and he continued to hiss, "But you mustn't be left to rot in the sun like food for the carrion-feeders. You are to be buried, yes. Buried together where you may continue to enjoy each other's company in the beauty of death. I will take excellent care of your impure vessels until they are properly put to rest." If he were diligent, the Dark Judge could have these redeemed individuals buried by - hmm?

    Judge Fear glanced up from his charges and noticed a commotion suddenly arising to his left. Was... Was that K.A.R.R.? There was no mistaking that dual-toned vehicle anywhere and the Dark Judge nearly felt insulted, personally, that K.A.R.R. would be so inconsiderate as to disturb him at a time such as this. It wasn't until the ghoul noticed the familiar glint of a firearm in the sun's light that Judge Fear put two-and-two together.

    There was another sinner they had somehow missed!

    Immediately he strode over with a gnarled hand upon a mantrap, the Dark Judge sensing his never-ending task make further demands of him. "Greetings, sinner," he cordially hissed. This friendly nature had far more sinister undertones, fret not. "Have you also come to be judged today?"
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    Re: Such Country, Very Banjo

    Post by Universal NPC on Sat Nov 23, 2013 5:45 am

    The shriek of turbines split the air in a sudden cacophony, making the man's head whip around just in time to see a car barreling towards him. It's stubborn incentive to smash him into the ground only further solidified the man's previous suspicion, something had gone down at the house and he had slept through it completely. He hardly had time for that thought alone as he leaped away from the vehicle, managing to evade being tossed and instead buffeted by the car's glossy nose as it passed.

    "Shit!" He snarled, tumbling into the dirt with his gun held fast to his chest. As he got to his feet, yet another alien sound was heard. A voice, deep and resonating. Looking in its direction he found that it belonged to a lanky, no, emaciated man. His confusion was exchanged for horrified rage as he saw the pile that lay behind him on the tractor. Ma, Luanne, the babies, even his father and grandparents had been victim to whatever perverse slaughter the fiend had committed. Pulling his scarred lip into a snarl, he pumped the rifle once with a sharp click. "The only fuckin' sinner I see here is you! And I will be judging your sorry ass today, call me Judge Death, because that's all you will be once I'm done with you!" He hollered, aiming at the murdering monster and unloading a few controlled sprays of steel into his chest.

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    Re: Such Country, Very Banjo

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    Re: Such Country, Very Banjo

    Post by K.A.R.R. on Sat Nov 23, 2013 6:12 am

    Despite the satisfying whump of the man's body hitting his paneling, it was but a glancing blow. The AI's attack was too straightforward, too easy to see coming and avoid even if by the margin of human reflex. With that pass however, he learned of Judge fear's location, which had been outside the house tending to the bodies upon the tractor. As KARR circled back around, he projected a warning to the Dark Judge. "The man is heavily armed with an automatic rifle, Judge Fear!" From the looks of things it was loaded with a full clip as well.

    While he was distracted with the Dark Judge, KARR aligned himself for another ramming attempt, his targeting systems locking onto the man's legs. If he could hit him hard enough, maybe the gun could be thrown out of his grip. Turbines screamed and dust rolled up behind the Trans-Am in large dark clouds as he hurtled towards the one who claimed himself to be Judge Death. Amber scanner sweeping balefully from side to side, he awaited the crunch of bone as it shattered over his nose.

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    Re: Such Country, Very Banjo

    Post by System on Sat Nov 23, 2013 6:12 am

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