| Player Info | |
|---|---|
| Alias: | 'Indian Chicken' |
| Status: | Alive |
| Points: | 2 |
| Last point on: | 2006 March 15—10:45 PM |
'Indian Chicken' killed 'Matt'
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.
As I pulled up to the parking lot, i knew that someone, somewhere, wanted me dead. I stayed in my car for a few minutes, surveying the scene, but mostly thinking i was safe. I got out and shouldered my pack, planning to walk casually into douglas and work on a paper for the rest of the evening. next thing i know I hear a blood curddling shreik and i turned to see John Crozier, Eyes bulging, nostrils flaring, saliyva fling wildly from his mouth and a flood of water already heading towards my exposed back. Just before it all went black…I gave him my card, but DIDN’T tell him who I was working for.
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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.