The Proper Role-Play

"No." mutters stubbornly "I was trained not to hiss a word no matter what." I smirk in happiness as I recall those words, then frowns at the past, then eyes turn cold as flint so not to give anything away.
 
I smile, not knowing how to break you but starting to narrow down who it is. "Well, I know you won't break easy so I'll just tell you of my past, and you better listen. If you want to escape or even kill me you'll need to pick it up.." I say, looking into space.. "Anyways, I started out in a small town, named TN3U. It was small, but the people there had special weapons to help them. And not just weapons, tools, beasts, etcetera..." (Continued in next post.)
 
"It was a great town. But there were beasts that came at night, and we called then the Dark Horde." I say. "But we fought them off easily. I was still a boy then. 10-12 years old. But one day they didn't come, the next day, same thing. We celebrated the absence of the animals, but not for long... About a month or two after the apparent 'leaving' of the Dark Horde, they came back. Hard." My eyes grow fiery in anger. "The beasts slew all of us, most of us at least. They killed my parents, teachers, friends, siblings... But for some reason.. They didn't kill some of the kids.. The unarmed ones.."
 
"They snarled at us and lunged at us, but left us. We tried to save the older kids, the parents, but to no avail.. They were gone, the darkness poisoning their blood. Two of the survivors, named Delphin and Memories.. Stood up and lead us to rebuilding the town.. Memories had leftover weapons for us, and laid them on the table. Me, being one of the youngest, chose close to last. There were many different weapons.. But one out shone the others in my eyes.. The Smammer." I say, eyes now twinkling in remembrance of the first time I saw the hammer.
 
I sigh.. "But the Dark Hordes came back every night from then on, destroying our work but not killing us... I started help rebuilding the town. The Smammer was magnificent at building, as I told you. I built more weapons for everyone, and we started pushing back at the Dark Hordes.. And then they took one of us. The first of many.. One of the others, Dvoraki, went after her, and saved her, but he was forever scarred by what he saw in their lair.. He didn't tell any of us, and lie in shock for a good week. He became one of our best, though. And more people came to our town.. We started hosting tournaments in the stadium I built.. The Dark Horde stopped coming, but we were wary this time. Then, they came.."
 
"Oh I would've.. Trust me. I may seem nice at times but I have a dark side. Now let me continue." I say.

"They came, the foreigners... They saw how big we had grown, and were jealous. They brought armies down upon us, and the Dark Hordes joined in.. We slew many.. But to no avail.. I began building a ship to fly us away, named the StormRider." I motion towards the Sky Ship. "Delphin, Memories, Dvoraki, and many other of the originals made it on.. But there was a fatal flaw in the ship.. There wasn't enough speed to get away fast enough. In all my haste.. I forgot the second main mast.." I say.. A single tear rolling down my cheek. "They set fire to the ship, and we got away, but we could not put the fire out..."
 
"The fire consumed the front sail, and began working it's way towards us. I tried flying away as fast as possible, but I could still see the people following the ship... I flew low to the ground, keeping the ship slow.. And yelled at everyone to jump off.. They did, and I never saw them again.. I flew back up, pretending it was a malfunction and flew towards the mountains... The fire had consumed more than half of the ship, and I began making makeshift wings to fly away on, hoping they wouldn't notice me. I flew so that the bottom of the ship hit the mountain a little, and pointed the tip downward, and jumped off, flying away..." Another tear falls and I wipe it away, changing my face to stone-hard. "I never knew what happened to them.. Never knew if they survived the fall... The wings broke off about 500 feet from the ground.. Thats all I remember until I woke up in a forest somewhere.. Alekandre found me with the Smammer in hand.. I still don't know how I made it into the forests.. I landed on a desert plain.." I look up. "The stars are different here.." I look at you. "You are now the only one who knows my story, other then myself.."
 
I roll my eyes. "Why should I? I don't want to kill you, yet you want to kill me?" A plan forms in my mind and smile. "If I win, kill your master. If I lose, kill me." I say, grinning from ear to ear.
 
I sigh, pondering deeply on the thought. Kill Smighter, I kill him completely no point of return. Kill my master... I'm already dead. He'll kill me if I don't finish this task... "Let's do this." I wait for you to take off the cuffs.
 
"Alright." I smile, knowing what to do. I uncuff one of the handcuffs and realize something- "I told you about my past, your turn." I rehandcuff the second cuff and wait. "I'll let you get the first move if you tell me, all of it. And no running away."
 
"Yeah. Okay." I open my eyes, they're back to cold as flint "Hurry up will you? I need to get back h-" stutters on my words You aren't being professional! Get a grip you idiot! Just breathe. You'll feel better then.
 
I take then off now, "Tell me about it later, in the afterlife maybe." I shrug and walk about 15 feet away from you and start fiddling with the Smammer.
 
I walk to the camp area, opening the memory box pulling out a long sword with writing on it I read it to myself I'm stuck in the past, leave me and jump up the next tree, there'll be someone there waiting for you, become one with the present and find that One.. "Lets get this over with." I mutter and shut the box half way, walking back to where I was.
 
I raise the Smammer, creating a dent in the sword, and smile. I hit furiously at the sword, not caring if it hits it or not, just trying to make you back up.
 
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