Its hard for me to even consider this a kill. He was just standing there watching basket ball in the lower lounge, so I walked up and droped some water on him. Cliff was the tuffest target so far, I attempted to assassinate him three times earler today and he managed to slipp through the cracks every time. It was fun hunting you Cliff take it eazy.

A total setup is what it was… my buddy arranged the whole thing, lured my victim out into the open for a basketball game not playing and bamn! It was all over…

I killed that little rat!

craziness

Well, it was about perfect, the fire alarm went off. I went to the atrium, and fraiser and did not see travis, so I went to robson. I had a feeling that he would be there because that would be the safest place for him since he lives in north upper. Some guys that I were with spottid him and talked to him for a while. I hid in the robson lounge ready to chase Travis down. When he unexpectidly came out of one of the wings, I made eye contact with him. That was the first time he realised something was up. So I ran out of the back exit of the lounge and ran to the bushes. He was standing there like a sitting duck, but I did not want to scare him back into robson. I wated a bit longer which was good because he did not have his key to get in so he was waiting for some guys from his dorm. When his friends came to open the door, I ambushed him and got him in the back. It was all over.

As soon as I recieved this target I knew who he was because of D groups first semester. Normally I see Lucas every thursday, but this thursday was different because that class was over now. I recieved his name at 6:30 PM on wednesday, but even when I was looking a had not seen him for the last 24hrs. So I decided at six that I would go to the cafe in hopes that he would show up before it closed at 7:00PM. As my luck would have it, 6:59PM rolled around and wow. Lucas and his friend walk into the door. I patiently wait to stalk him as he orders from the grill. Once they were done at the grill they decided to head back. So I began following them out the door and as we approached the center garden infront of the Atrium his friend dropped a bottle and Lucas waited for him. I walked right up to him and shot him right in the head. Afterwards I conflict began to tremble because some of the water got in his ear. He would not give me his mission card and he decided that I was screwed up hitting him when he was carrying food, but let me ask you this. Do you think people wait until the speech is over to assasinate a person of power. NO. when you get the shot, you take it. Especially when time is running short. Luckily I know who my next traget is, so I will persue him and take him out ASAP. Another has felt the wrath of Darth Raven, As a sith he is the Best there was, the Best there is and the Absolute Best there ever will be.

After unsuccessfully staking out my hapless target six times in the last 2 days, the elusive austin Jean finally lies dead. In accomplishing this great feat I risked life and limb in the most literal sense of the word. My fruitful endeavors cost me the literal exposure of my bicep muscle and I have 23 stitches to show for it. After spying on my target throughout dinner (which was a nice roast beef and potato affair), I realized that he was about to make a break for it. I made like lightning and bolted out of my seat and darted after his running person. I pursued him accross the lush grass that separates the safety of his dorm and the neutral territory that is the caf, nearing him with every stride. Finally i was in range. I gave my weapon a mighty squeeze, beaming an arch of water at his back. Again I fired. I realzied he was nearing safety, as he approached the TWUSA office. I don’t know what happened next. I slipped on the confounded mud, but staying upright, I shot my target and promptly smashed right through the glass window with my outstretched right arm. The glass sliced my upper arm, exposing my muscle to the open air, heavy with mustard gas (alright, the mustard gas is a lie). I stared at my wound, in utter shock, but, arranging my priorities, I confirmed that I had killed my target. The response was affirmative. I realized it was now appropriate to collapse on the ground. I collapsed on the ground. I hyperventilated. I was rushed to the hospital and 23 stitches later I’m fully repaired and back in the game. Watch out, Ketchum’s about.

That dreaded hour of supper came again, and with it another fatality. I saw him in line getting food. . . from there it was all a waiting game… he finally got up to go kill someone else and so I waited for him to come back to the building, sprinting at him until it was all over in a gusto of water.

After an incredible escape from me after lunch, I found my target as I was leaving my Physics class. He had his back turned. I ran up behind him and sprayed him before he could catch a glimpse of me.

poor guy, just playing a freindly game of ping pong with the janitor.

After a highly paranoid walk across the courtyard to the mailroom, I entered talking about my next target and who could guess! He was right there !! I quickly shut up and went and checked my mail, casually talking with my friend on a different topic. He seemed wary, looking out the window, and eventually he exited the door to his Douglas North dorm. I waited too long, not wanting him to spot me and he got away into his dorm, so I decided to stake the place out for a bit, see what would happen. Luck stroke again, he came out for lunch, walking to the caf looking every which way. I waited till he was a good distance away and began my approach, slow at first, then sprinting until I caught him with a good dose of H2O.

one word, commitment.

just before bed time…

I walked by my target veryt calmly on the way to class, realizing that I had no water so I asked my lovely girlfriend if she had any, and she did and I got him, I got him good.

I was coming back from the L.C. with a pizza when I saw my target walking with his buddy in 2 3 upper. We talked and joked a bit then I left. I came back to my dorm ate my pizza and planed out how to get him on his way back to his dorm. I figured out what exit he would take, found a good hiding spot, and waited. It was a great rush! It felt like I was back in the moutains hunting big game! Finaly he came out, so I jumped out of the bush and nailed him. David was a great sport, and a pleasure to hunt. Rest eazy David, now your a free man.

I was in the middle of a mission to flush a friend’s target out of the library when lo and behold, my next target was approaching the library doors. (Earlier he had successfully eluded me in the cafeteria, moments after my first kill). Acquiring my weapon of choice from my friend… I waited until my unsuspecting victim, oblivious to who I was, entered my kill zone. As he passed, a full shot of water rang out against his arm and down his side. Oh how sweet it was…my second kill, handed to me on a platter, and within an hour of my first! My third target is regretably (for him)known and in my sights…

He was a slippery fellow, constantly being reported as a ‘sprinter’ to and from classes. I decided to attempt tailing him…no luck…lurking in the shadows…equally disappointing. Until the dreadful hour of supper approached, oh that sweet hour of both consumption and death. I waited until he left with his girlfriend, his one weakness, since it destroyed his ability to sprint…leaving him as vulnerable as a wing- cleft bird. I watched him walk from the caf to the atrium, and at this point I took action… rushing outside to inconspicuously socialize with my partner in crime…waiting for his exit onto death. Out he came, his head turning in all directions…sure he was safe, he continued to walk to Douglas. It was at this point that I took action, my adrenaline overcoming me..I sprinted running faster and faster as I approached so as to close the distance with no chance of escape. All attempts to run away were in vain as too little, and too late, he began to run only to be sprayed with water down his backside. First kill was grand, infusing a ferocious drive for my next victim….

I went to dinner to munch on some grindage, when all of a sudden I see my target walk in with his whole dorm. To most this would seem like an impossible task to conquer, but for me I saw it as a great opportunity. The key was that I had the element of surprise. I knew he didn’t know I was after him. Finally his dorm decided to leave and they were trying to protect Ben Norton from Drak’r, but that was all part of my plan. When they saw that their first entrance was blocked they ran, leaving behind poor helpless Jared. I used a diversion tactic to draw him out the door using a pretty girl. The instant he got two feet out of the door. BAM. Now you feel the wrath of Darth Raven.

This was perfect. I was aware the Dave was tracking Gareth. My thinking was to let dave get the kill, then I would kill dave later. When I got back from IDIS dave was in my dorm wating for Gareth to get out of his class in RNT. I helped dave spot gareth comming out of RNT. as soon as gareth left, dave ran for the douglas lounge. It was at that time that I went to make my move. I went out the back and risked getting hit being in the open. As I approched the assassination of gareth, my heart was pounding faster. They mistakenly talked outside and thats when I made my move and killed dave. Dave was pissed and threw his bottle on the ground. I shook his hand and was given my next assignment.

I was very impressed with how he handled the situation, he was a gentleman; emphasis on was, now he’s merely six feet under.

It was okay. Good set- up. Information from a source as to target’s location at 4:00. Ready in the gym, but here comes the hard part.

I had to run.

Run hard.

John Kim, you are an athlete.

But still not fast enough when weighed down.

You shall be missed.

I had some inside sources and was able to find out times and places of his classes. I waited inside the atrium for him. When the opportune time came I punced on my pray and squirted him on the neck.

I was taking the long way home from my biology lab, and i was walking on the path when i saw who i thought to be my target walking a short distance behind me. l hid just inside the door and waited. When he was in range i lunged out and got him on the shirt. Nice guy.

Carelessly he walked out of Neufeld after a lab, and into my terror of water as I was waiting for a lab right after him.

Found Jess talking right outside of Douglas Lounge

He was walking to chapel with Neil, and I got him.

The caf again was the foil of another helpless victim. And an alliance with a cunning cat helped me out.

I don’t like to talk about it, it was the attack that cost me my own life. Assassin of Gordon Tate, whoever, wherever you are out there, do me justice and bring his fate upon him, quickly.

i killed him.

I have seen my target Camron Dunkin only two times before I killed him. The story starts on our way back from the LC where Daniel Jeong, Gerald Sy, Iain and I were walking back to our dorm. Dan and Gerald were already dead, so they were escorting us to our room. We walked through 2/3 upper for some reason, I don’t really know why. I’ll tell you now that this story has a violent and sad ending as well as a peacful and happy ending. As we were walking though 2/3 upper I walk by my targets room and spoted him standing in the door way. This whole plan was a little sketch because the person that was trying to kill iain also lives in that dorm. When we got to the door to the upper lounge we sent dan across to 4 upper to open the door to make sure it was safe. When he opend the door we unfortunatly saw Austin, the person hunting Iain. At that time 3 guys from 2/3 upper grabbed Iain and started dragging him out into the lounge. I tried to hold Iain back but we were out numbered. Iain was thrown to the ground and killed on the spot. There was so much noise, my target wanted to see what was going on, so he came out of his room and started toward the lounge. I stood there inconspicuous engaging with the drama that had just unfolded. Cameron unawear of his danger stept out in the the lounge. I then stepped forward and slit his throat.

now this is a story! it all started in the caf at lunch today. i was eating my lunch when my victim walked by. i followed him out but didn’t realize that he would sprint back to the dorm as he stepped outdoors. by the time i was outside i couldn’t even see him. i realized i was going to have to try something different. from a tip i received, i waited for him to come to class. this led to no avail… until… dun dun dun! a little birdie told me that he was in the gym playing soccer. naturally, i grabbed some accomplices and walkie talkies, and staked out the land. we waited for about 30 min. until he finally came out. but instead of walking to his dorm, he got a ride to the lower caf. i walkie talkied paul foth and we sprinted over there. i ran into douglas lounge, and he went into the lower caf. With walkie talkie technology, I found out that I had been discovered, and that my victim was taking the upper douglas lounge route. I gracefully and swiftly scaled the stairs into the upper douglas lounge and entered the 4&5 upper hallway. I waited there patiently until I heard the message that my victim was coming! My heart pounding and my breathing short, I waited in aticipation of the blood I would shed. Ian’s bodyguard opened the door to where I was standing and he saw me! I knew it was over. Until I realized that 2&3 upperers were forcing him into the lounge! He was forced right into my awaiting water bottle. The blood flowed. Amen to teamwork and patience! A mighty warrior has fallen today…

Joe, all I can say is that’s what you get for being the gentleman and walking your girlfriend back to your dorm. I’m also telling the professor you skipped IDIS today and made my job more difficult.

A sad tale, that Daniel Jeong. He never knew. After a full day of lost trails and no tracks to trace, a face but no person, I had nearly given up on the dear Daniel Jeong.

But! At the shocking intel of an unnamed source, I hastened to Douglas Lounge to encounter my prey, and within a few short seconds, it was all over. Daniel Jeong was dead. Dan was dead. Dan. Dead.

Sadly so, but such is the life of those in the service.

I waited patiently as my target David Faulkner, put away the dividers in the caf. He was finished, I figured, as he walked towards the exit to the Cafeteria, so I stood up and swiftly crept towards him as a tiger about to pounce on its prey. His feet set foot outside the door and I lunged towards him with the power of a Jaguar leaping from a tree onto its victim. SLASH! I swiped him with a torrent of lacerating water. It was over for this unexpectant quarry. Prepare, you, my next Hunt, for it will be worse for you than it was for him.

he was walking with his girlfriend and tried to run but obviously he failed. nothing special, all in a day’s work.

He thought he was safe.

I basically killed him in cold blood, yup put him six feet under

It was the meal that killed him.

Sitting in the perfect viewpoint that only a 5 lower window can offer, I spoted my hit, Graeme Esau sneaking out of RNT and attempting a back route to the Hilton. He knew I had him, so sneaking up was out of the question, I had to move fast!

vualting over a hedge towards Esua, he spotted me and started to dash. I had to take drastic measure, which somehow set off a car alarm as I sprinted like the wind after the ever swift Esau. In the end, the door won it for me, as I sprayed him without a second to spare, one foot in the door but not two, he was mine!

like always, a waiting game.

I had recieved several bogus tips over 36 hours. I finally had one come through. I went to the caf looking for my cleverly disguised target. He was sitting in the entryway. I went in with my accomplice and took a table while my accomplice encouraged him that he was safe.

My target left cautiously, yet completely unawares. I slowly approached him from the side and raised my weapon and opened fire, catching my target completely off guard. He was shocked, he had no idea who had been after him. I am victorious.

he’s gone

Well, I would like to write an elaborate story detailing how I killed Brandon and about all the blood that came out of his body as he slowly died, but it was not too spectacular. I waited for about a half an hour in the rain for him to go to his class, which he was late for. I then squirted him with water. booyaka.

Alex was doing a very successful job of evading me, I had a very hard time tracking him down, until he decided to walk to class directly behind me.

My next target; You know who I am. You know I’m coming. You’re mine.

haha! waited in the caf while he ate dinner, then soaked his face outside where i was waiting!

Well, as I was casually sitting in the caf making my plans for the demise of one, Thad, I happened to see him with his buddies approaching. So I hopped the counter, grabbed the water bottle and sprayed him with a street stream of goodness just before he entered. He died honorably.

This mark started out more interestingly than the first…I commend his ability to remain aloof, even when my luck seems to gain momentum. I decided to stake out certain places last night. Lo and behold, he came in one of them! He left…I waited until it didn’t seem suspicious, then I pursued. Two FOOLS searching for their targets got in my way…they weren’t even acting as bodyguards. By the time I got out the doors, he was gone. I began to boldly search dorms, braving danger and enduring attempts to flush me out. Oh, and I do believe I ran into MY assassin on that trek. Hehe…nice try, but I’m not going out into the lounge so unprepared.

This day, I started out with much information concerning the mark…EXCEPT his schedule! I had to rely on chance sightings. It was just about five…I checked out the atrium…I could hardly believe my eyes! There he was yet again! I could NOT miss this second opportunity. To redeem myself, I went the entire way to appear as inconspicuous as possible. I camped that spot for about ten minutes, and then…he left. As he was leaving, I feinted and appeared to be reaching for some food, the instant he touched the door, my hand slipped down from the edible goodness to the watery death I bring!

There was no escape…no notice. There was only swift death. My shadow descended upon him…he perished beside his astonished friend. Alas, my worthy friend, you were good, you were full of life. But the present is what matters…and you are presently dead.

Mission: successful. Primary objective complete. Target: neutralized.

it was kinda cheap, i played bball against him for intramurals then just followed him out of the gym and got him.

After a failed attempt outside Robson at approximately 16 hours, I received top secret information about my targets location later in the evening. While spying on him playing basketball in the David E. Enarson Gymansium I rallied up an ally and he assissted in my plan. We waited outside the gymnasium for 40 minutes anticipating his desired route back to what he thought was safety. We hid in the shadows until approximately 0 hour and saw him approaching. A quick squirt from my Fresca bottle and he died. After doing a dance around his rotting corpse we fled back, deep into the shadows to plan out our next attack. And…in very unsportsmanlike fashion, the victim rose from the dead and sprayed me with his own water. Good thing I am immune to his weak tactics.

Jack was nimble and Jack was quick, but Jack could not resist the temptation of a pool stick. I killed him while he was shooting pool in the upper lounge. All the while my dorm was taking care of the poor fool trying to kill me by shoving him down the stairs. Thanks 7- upper.

As dear Kevin Parks kiss his girlfriend goodnight at her car, he was killed. Yes, it was tragic; cheap, yeah probably; but nevertheless my first kill. Hopefully there will be more to come.

After a wild race for his life, Iain Cook, still alive despite the patient efforts of his assassin, John Fehr, aided by his accomplice Matt Barrow managed to escape death and still surprise his unsuspecting target, Brett Simmonds on his way back into douglas after a tasty meal at the caf. As many onlookers can testify, it was quite an amazing event.

My target turned out to be the man who assassinated my roommate so it was personal. I think he figured out i was after him cause he tried some tricky tactics to get away. First he waited by a door for a long time, then he went down to the atrium, so i waited in front of the atrium. But he went out by the librairy and looped around behind the building. But after he did show for a minute i figured that was what he had done so i went and waited by the door to his dorm thinking he was headed there. Then i saw him come out from behind the building but he was headed to fraser through McMillan, so i hid down behind a wall and waited for him to walk past and then ran up behind him and went for the kill.

I walked out of the cafe front doors, lured him into a false sense of security, telling him “I want at least ten yards”. Then, at the right moment, i pounced, chasing him a short distance and squirting him in the back, leaving no room for error.

i was pretty much exactly like james bond. i had a man on the inside who aranged a dinner with matthew. then when he was casually walking back to the safety of his dorm, i drenched him with my rapid fire technique. he attempted to escape but was not successful.

The day went by interestingly enough…I woke to the predatory exhilaration of an impending corpse at my feet. I had accumulated the details from my sources…I knew everything about my mark: his face, what he wears, what classes he has and when…EVERYTHING. I anticipated and expected everything. Everything except this…his 8:00am class was cancelled! I met with my contact and we debriefed this scenario, and the wheels in my head began to turn again.

He had a 2:45 class…I had a 2:35 class. I had hoped to catch the mark while I was walking to class. No such luck. So, after my class, I saw the atrium…the atrium and its many windows. Its many windows that overlook the mass of portables…where the mark’s last class was! I camped there for quite a while…I seemed to miss him, as I was rather tired and I knew that would impair my abilities. But this time…I did get lucky; I saw him coming out of Douglas…STRAIGHT TOWARD ME. Maybe he was tipped off…I don’t know, but it is more likely I got overzealous. As I whipped off the cap on my water bottle, he stared straight at me in surprise, then bolted for Douglas. I can easily outrun him, but he was too far away. I cautiously followed into the lower lounge, but he was gone. I quickly scoped the place out, then left…as I didn’t want to be so vulnerable for very long.

I headed into the mail room…and saw a window looking directly at the entrance to Douglas. Oh, my poor, poor mark…you should have come out a different door. I figured…well, he has to eat sometime, and would be back out shortly. It probably wasn’t for food, as he headed back to the portables with a book, but it sufficed just as well. I waited until he got a significant distance away so he wouldn’t head me whip the door open, then I ran stealthily toward him. As soon as I ascertained his low level of awareness, I broke out into a run. I sidled up beside him and delivered the single death blow. I then retreated to the shadows of my solitude…my dorm room.

Primary objective complete. Mission successful: target neutralized.

I was on my computer prepairing a plan to get Rob when I saw him slowly walking by my window. So I grabed my bottle chased him down and squarted him. I thought I was gonna lose him cause he was out running me (that Rob is a fast little man) but I caught up with him at the door. good fun!

Pshycoanalytically speaking, i hit him with water

After waiting in the stair way i spotted my targets car parking in the parking lot. I approached sneakily hiding behind cars as i went. Dorian knew something was up and hestitated in his car scoping out the area. I was viewing his feet from underneith a car. I waited for the perfect to pounce and then let him have a blast from my Fresca bottle. His blood will forever stain the Douglas parking lot.

We were in rels 160 intro to theology i look over at him and i kew he was going to die after class. Class was over and i was talking with a friend to time my exit with bens. he walk out i went after him and got him in the back. Thats about all.

I saw him through a window in my room, so I quickly got out, sneaked behind him, called his name, and squirt the water on his face (which I felt sorry).

oh it was sweet! i actidentally found him in a class and waited for half an hour outside his class. i ran at him outside and soaked him!!

Out of the desert!

I saw him walking toward douglas and met him at the side glass door. he saw me and tried to keep me in by pushing the door closed. he then ran in full force toward the Hilton. i sprayed him as he was running, as he was facing in the opposite direction. i misted his back pack and im not sure but i might have also got his hair or nape. i told him i got him and he kept on running saying i didnt get him. i chased him for a minute then let him run, knowing full well what just happened. i then approached him in his dorm and told him i was goign to report the kill. there is no doubt in my mind that he will contest it. i do not believe there were any witnesses, but i definitely saw the mist shave his back/backpack. he would not know because he was looking the other way, running. Administrator notes contested skirmish…matter resolved with assassin and ‘undetermined outcome’ ruled a hearty effort by the assassin, alas without definitive target termination.Thanks for being a good sport Nic!

Saw him on the path. He is dead.

It was a sneaky kill. I decieved the target into trusting me. I chased him and shot him in the torso, and blood spilled all over the sidewalk, forming the letters “MISTRUST” on the pathway.

Had given up on stalking him, and was watching hockey highlights…he walked in front of me; what a nice guy :)

I walked out of RNT and Dave came up to me and SHOT ME IN THE EYE!!

The Bus Driver took Michael Witten to school.

Unfortunately, I play in chapel this week and my class that ended at 10:50 was in RNT, a long and open walk. The rest is history.

Considering Kalib and I had an early morning class together at 9, it was simply a cruel fate on his part. After waiting for him to leave class, we left the building and I basically got him with a water bottle on the way back to douglas. Sure, it was a bit more tricky and deceiving than that, but oh well.

As i stalked my prey like a lion in the night, i spotted him outside the RNT like a wounded gazelle, walking towards me. As i waited invisibly behind the doors, he came closer and closer, when he came beyond the point of no return, i went out to meet him. As soon as i was in very close proximity to him, i let loose a flurry of water as he tried in vain to escape my wrath.