| Player Info | |
|---|---|
| Alias: | 'Cthulhu Calling' |
| Status: | Dead |
| Points: | 4 |
| Last point on: | 2005 October 11—09:55 AM |
'hooger-brugge' killed 'Cthulhu Calling'
Hehehehe. Here’s the explanation for my dying words: first, my assassin stabbed me fair and square in the back. Then he wanted to make sure I was dead, and a fierce duel ensued. I defended myself for about 10 seconds before realizing that my spoon was still in my pocket, and I was attempting to fight using the fork from my food tray – - hence, my final outcry. The fork would have been a rather ineffective weapon, but I was already dead, so the matter was moot.
I suppose that Cthulhu would never go “hehehehe”. anyhow… back in character… ahem I, Cthulhu, have lost this battle. I have turned tentacle and fled to the ancient, sunken city of R’yleh, where I will lie in wait for the next foolhardy Assassins organizer to wake me from slumber. Until then, I leave you with the following verse from H.P. Lovecraft himself:
That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange æons, even death may die
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'Cthulhu Calling' killed 'John Locke'
“Just the facts, ma’am”
FACT #1: ‘John Locke’ attends Quantum Physics; unlike my previous target, he is known not to skip classes. FACT #2: He uses a bike to travel on campus. FACT #3: There is only one convenient bike trail leaving Loomis Lab. FACT #4: There is a mammoth tree about 6 feet away from the bike trail, providing perfect cover from the trail. Any bicyclist will be hurtling towards the tree much too quickly to react. FACT #5: ‘John Locke’ is dead.
John was a worthy adversary; he had his syringe o’ doom out and ready even while on his bike. No paranoia, however, is enough to shield against the deep forces beneath this Earth.
I, too, have some facts to bring to the table:
FACT #1: I knew that my assassin was a ruthless one since I had killed him in the Spring 2005 game, a feat which required careful planning despite our being in the same CHP class. FACT #2: I knew that he was playing this semester, and that he had killed three people thus far. I also knew that he knew that I was in Quantum Mechanics, since I had seen him hunt ‘paloma’ outside of it several times. In fact, I had even shot him at one point, because I believed him to be my assassin (before he actually was mine). FACT #3: I knew his alias and his class schedule (even though he had removed it from Facebook weeks ago). I was hoping that I would eventually get to use it on him. He knew that I knew this, as I had spoken to him over AIM about this fact a mere 16 hours before. FACT #4: With the exception of my CHP class, I figured that the only other of my classes known by a fellow assassin was my QM class, known by this particular individual. Hence, I figured that I only needed to be careful around Loomis. FACT #5: I was careless, and once I got outside and on my bicycle, I figured that I was invincible. I even joked around by aiming my syringe o’ doom at David Grayson as I sped past him. About five seconds later, though my gun was still aimed in that direction as I went past the large tree, I failed to notice the person standing behind it. In fact, I didn’t even realize that there was someone there until I felt water droplets hit me from the side. Unfortunately, it was too late.
FACT #6 (a.k.a the Useful FACT): I have a month- old version of everyone in the CHP group’s Facebook profile. If their schedule and/or picture isn’t posted now, there’s a good chance that it was posted then. You’d be surprised at what you can get simply by asking. This especially applies to you if you are Cthulhu Calling’s assassin.
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'Cthulhu Calling' killed 'Fafhrd'
Because my target lives on the same floor as I do, I figured that it was only a matter of time before we would meet. My target, however, apparently wanted even less of a wait. As my friends and I were at dinner discussing that perennial topic of conversation – - namely, CHP Assassins – - someone turned around and introduced himself as a member of the game. We exchanged names, and then I killed him.
What they say about the Internet is apparently also true in real life. Don\’t introduce yourself to strangers, for they may be (a) stalkers, (b) depraved madmen, (c) mythical denizens of other worlds, or (d) all of the above.
I, unfortunately, was too beset by the tasks fondly referred to as “too f*ing much homework” to give a damn about my personal safety. It was a foregone conclusion… I deliberately set out today unarmed, defenseless, hoping to die by some lucky twist of fate. I just needed out.
While sitting around, consuming victuals with comrades, between the sixth and seventh hours of the post meridian day, I happened to overhear a party of foolhardy persons sitting behind me… they openly traded banter about who and how they killed. As a fellow assassin, I was on the verge of recommending that they limit such conversations in public, or use a cant to throw off others. Then I heard “CHP”- – and I knew. One thing lead to another, and I ended up getting stabbed in the shoulder. Twice. I, being thankful on my soon- to- be- death, allowed my assassin another chance at my torso. It was a relief to be free.
Such an easy kill should shame a true assassin…
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'Cthulhu Calling' killed 'paloma'
As I am not of this earth, your species’ physics classes would be of no use to me. But if I happened to ever be enrolled in a physics class with a number higher than 400, I would certainly not skip it. At any rate, after fruitlessly waiting outside three of my target’s classes, I found out that she was involed in the upcoming production of the Rocky Horror Picture Show. Although my creator probably would have been a fan of Rocky Horror had he been alive to see it, my amoral nature ensured that I would not miss out on the opportunity when I was told the show’s rehearsal time. From there, it was just a jump to the left, and then a step to the right… and then the kill.
My assassin seemed to foolishly believe that I go to my classes. I managed to foil him for a few days with my poor attendance, since 9 am quantum mechanics classes are for morning people and masochists. However, a member of my cast for Rocky Horror Picture Show betrayed me and told the assassin where and when rehearsal was held. I never suspected that one of my sweet transvestites could be so disloyal… when I find out who it was, they will be forced to wear 7 inch heels for the show. Bwahahaha.
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'Cthulhu Calling' killed 'mdawg'
Though I slumber in R’lyeh, I have contacts in the world of the living. I lurked in wait for my target as he was leaving class and shot him with a squirt gun; he, too, now rests in the underworld.
Dare not to awaken the Great Old Ones.
Today I awoke… Lazily, slowly… not aware that it would be my last morning. I went to classes as usual… The air was hot and thick, covered in death. I climbed the last three flights of stairs to the end of my days. Engineering 100. I slouched down in the class, hoping to make it home before I melted. But I was hunted… tracked down like an animal… my assasin combed through three engineering 100 classes before he stumbled upon mine. As I left the room, I froze. Pain like ice… who knew death was so refreshing. I heard my name… and saw the cold face of my stoic assassin… hand held on squirt gun. A warning from the dead… none are safe…
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He was a skilled assasin, who would have easily taken my life in a duel. I won the only way I could: I stabbed him in the back. I struck him between the 11th and 12th vertebrae. “Spooned!” I declared. His last words: “I only have a fork!”