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Tweak says, "yooooo"

Damien Thorn (damien_thorn) wrote in aiodeoffcampus,
@ 2008-02-29 21:54:00

Entry tags:

damien thorn, mark thorn

Who: Damien and Mark
Where: Random street
When: Evening after this
Rating: Probably R for swearing and such
Status: Incomplete

Damien was walking along the sidewalk. He was bored, but he wasn't in the mood to do any of the stuff he normally would do during the evening. So he just opted to walk around for now, playing with his lighter as he did so. He wished he had something to burn, but the only other objects besides the lighter he had with him were his switchblade and the necklace he stole from the girl he had murdered before in the woods. Of course, he wasn't going to set his switchblade on fire. He had thought about the necklace, but decided not to.

He continued walking for awhile, until he got a bit tired from doing so. He stopped and leaned against some random building, stilling playing with his lighter and staring at the flame.

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not_your_bro
2008-03-01 03:31 am UTC (link)

Mark had not changed clothes at all, since he'd been walking around after the incident. His shirt had a gash in it, and the blood had dried on the white fabric.. and his hair was a mess. How dare his cousin pull that bullshit? How dare he send his followers, and amateur ones at that, instead of having the guts to do the deed himself? Oh yes, he was a very angry boy right now. There was Hell to be paid.

Ahh... and who should he suddenly see, but the exact person he was pissed off at! Leaning by a wall, with his lighter, acting like nothing was wrong. Mark stopped a coule feet in front of his cousin and glared. "Hey there.. what? Surprised to see me alive? Again? Thought your boys could do the job?! Huh?!!"

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damien_thorn
2008-03-01 03:59 am UTC (link)

Damien had been too busy staring at the flame to notice that his cousin had appeared at first. Not until Mark started yelling at him that Damien took his gaze away from the flame and glanced at his cousin over it, looking completely confused as to what Mark was yelling about and why he seemed angry with him.

"Huh? What are you-?" he began but stopped when he got a better look at Mark. He put the lighter back in his pocket and asked, "What the hell happened to you?"

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not_your_bro
2008-03-01 04:18 am UTC (link)

"Excuse me?!" Mark looked shocked. What the fuck was he doing? Oh yes, his cousin was good at duplicating human emotions. But no, he would not be fooled this time!

"Oh no, asshole, don't even pretend you don't know!" He pointed to his shirt, to the skin underneath which had no wound. "Your.. people.. did this. To me. You didn't have to do that, just a simple Stop fucking Lucifer from behind, quit being such a fuck toy and going down on him, don't ever give him the best suck-off in his life again would have done just fine. You only had to ask." And it was true, he would likely do anything that his cousin asked.. he usually did before, anyway. Mark shook his head, in disbelief that Damien would act like he didn't know.

Which angered him even more. He then, without warning, grabbed him roughly by his shirt and held him firmly to the wall by it. "Didn't like the fact that I've been blowing your father, so you had your disciples kill me?! Called on your father, spoke of preparing for the Beast's coming... umm, that would be you. Your disciples, your followers did this to me.. them, The Church of Lucifer's Will. Ohh, and then they had the nerve to act like you don't exist yet!"

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damien_thorn
2008-03-01 05:01 am UTC (link)

He took a quick glance to where Mark had pointed. He saw the bloodstains on his shirt, but there was no wound. No cut, no bleeding, nothing. He looked back up to his cousin, but before he could even say anything, he was being pushed up against the wall behind him. It was so sudden and unexpected, that it was a good thing he put his lighter away when he did. Otherwise, he probably would've accidentally burnt himself or Mark. Not that he cared if Mark had gotten burnt right now.

"Mark, I honestly don't know what the fuck you're talking about or what the hell The Church of Lucifer's Will is," he said, glaring at his cousin. He was beginning to think that Mark was making all of this up - the bloodstained shirt but no wound and the pretty lame name of the cult Mark was referring to. It just all seemed made up to Damien. "Now let me go."

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not_your_bro
2008-03-01 05:21 am UTC (link)

Mark stared at Damien as if he suddenly grew warts. Why was he still playing this game?! He squeezed his grip. "Stop lying. Stop.. right now. Enough! No more lies."

But then he let go as he was asked, but gave a little shove as he did so. He still had a look of surprise on his face. "You can stop pretending now. Aren't they your disciples?! They were doing this for you. They praised your father's name, said that they do it to bring you forth. I know, I thought it was odd that they didn't seem to know you were already around. But I'm smart."

He stared hard then, as if a light turned on. "Wait.. what the fuck, you think I faked this? I'm making it up?!" He stepped closer, pointing at himself. "Look! Does this look like fake blood to you? Feel it! You said you killed, I'd think you'd know real blood. Doesn't it smell real? Or maybe you'd like to taste it! What, you think it isn't mine? Tell me, when did I ever lie to you? WHEN?!"

Ohh, now he was mad. And quite emotional. He couldn't believe that Damien actually said that, as if the deed never happened. "Ohh, so I guess that I imagined being taken, tied up, and stabbed to death.. right?! You calling me a liar?! Look at it! Does THIS... does that blood of mine.. does it LOOK FAKE TO YOU?!!"

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damien_thorn
2008-03-01 05:45 am UTC (link)

"I'm not lying," he replied, looking a bit annoyed after getting a little shove.

"Well, yeah... I mean, come on. 'The Church of Lucifer's Will'? What kind of name is that? It just sounds made up to me. And the blood..." He stopped there. He took another glance at the blood on Mark's shirt, and even reached and got a small dab of it on his finger. He smelled it then tasted it, coming to the conclusion that it was, in fact, real blood. But that just confused him even more. "Okay, the blood is real. But why isn't there any sign of a stab wound on you?"

Mark seemed pretty fine to him. He did look bit disheveled and obviously angry, but that's about it.

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not_your_bro
2008-03-01 06:17 am UTC (link)

"You mean.. they aren't yours?" Mark was confused. "But... they do your father's will, hence the name." But then again, he did think it was a lame name as well. And they did act pretty clueless about Damien.

But.. did his cousin think.. he was still lying? That this was all a game? Ohh, that evil motherfucker! "Weren't you listening to a thing I said before? I am immortal!! I always come back now. I cannot die.. and my wounds always heal. Started right after YOU killed me."

He glared then, his hands up.. shaking.. as if he wanted to choke him but was strongly resisting the urge. "Wait a minute here.. you think I'm making that up, too?! You still think I'd lie about--- ohh, fuck it! If you can't see that I'm being truthful, fine. Have a nice life."

That certainly sounded like a farewell, from the tone he said it with. Frustrated, Mark turned to walk away, shaking his head in disbelief. He didn't care if Damien called out, if he stared, if he was looking away as usual. He kept walking, not paying attention.. and suddenly, there was a loud honk, a screech of tires, and Mark was flung up in the air.

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It was a Dodge Ram. But rather than stop and check on him, the driver's tires squealed and the vehicle sped off. Mark, meanwhile, had landed back on the pavement. He had some broken bones, his hands bled, one side of his face has slash marks.. and his nose was running red. He laid on his back, and it seemed to hurt him just to move an inch. "Oh fuck.."

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damien_thorn
2008-03-01 06:58 am UTC (link)

Damien shrugged, watching his cousin leave as he started walking away as well. He watched as the Dodge Ram flying by, but didn't think much of it until the accident happened. He stood there, stunned for a moment, but then turned around and continued on walking. If what Mark said was true, then he should be fine in awhile.

But he stopped again and began to walk backwards so he could see his injured cousin, who still hadn't moved. He stopped and waited. And waited. But Mark still hadn't moved. He could've sworn he heard his cousin speak, but he was a bit far, so he wasn't quite sure. Now he was started to wonder if the whole immortal and fast healing thing was made up again. Shouldn't Mark be sitting up now? Damien didn't know; he didn't know how long it took for the wounds to heal, and he was beginning to get slightly worried that his cousin was going to die again.

He walked back over to Mark, kneeling down beside him, but didn't say anything. Didn't even ask if he was okay. But the fact that he even walked back to check on him was something, instead of just walking away like he had originally intended on doing. There was also no emotion on his face either, except for maybe a small hint of concern in his eye, which was barely noticeable.

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not_your_bro
2008-03-01 07:17 am UTC (link)

Mark gasped, looking up at his cousin. Oh shit, this hurt so bad. He couldn't believe this. He gasped out, "A car accident.. oh, you've got to be joking. So cliche. I can't believe.. you used a.. fucking.. truck. I don't believe you, man. You.."

He really couldn't. Just after leaving his cousin, he gets struck. It reminded him of the first time he got killed. He chuckled, but then winced from the pain of that. He reached up and said in a whisper, "Really.. you need to stop killing.. people.. when they say no. And I suppose... you think I'm faking."

He coughed, feeling more hurt. "Just.. before I go.. tell me. DID you.. send the cult? And.. use.. that.. fucking truck.." He choked, then gasped, "Better than.. a brain implosion, I guess.."

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	damien_thorn 2008-03-01 07:35 am UTC (link)
	Any sign of concern disappeared for a moment, and Damien just looked down at his cousin with an annoyed look. He wanted to fwap him on the head, but restrained himself from doing so. "Oh for...! I didn't do this!" He turned serious again and said, "No, I didn't send that cult. Mine's called the Disciples of the Watch. Not the fucking Church of Lucifer's Will." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

not_your_bro
2008-03-01 07:48 am UTC (link)

"You... you didn't?" Mark look confused for a moment, even a bit surprised. But then it made sense. Damien probably would be gone now if he was the cause of this. Or he would have gloated by now.

Mark also looked surprised when he heard about the cult. His cousin seemed to be telling the truth. Also, he just learned who the real followers were.

"Actually.. Damien? That church isn't.. fucking anybody. Trust me, I offered." He laughed then, and winced right afterward. "Shit.." It hurt to laugh at a joke now.

"Well.. okay." Mark coughed again, looking up. "Don't worry. I'll be back. And... and, uhh.. I.. I'm sorry."

He choked, then gasped. Then his eyes closed and his body went limp. Cold. Mark Thorn was dead. Again.

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damien_thorn
2008-03-01 08:05 am UTC (link)

Damien didn't say anything, he just stared at his cousin as he died. He had seen him die before, but this time, it was a bit different. He wasn't causing Mark's death this time and couldn't do anything about it. All he could do was hope that the immortal thing wasn't made up.

"You better be back," he said, even though Mark was already dead. This wasn't the first time he had spoken to a dead body; he had done that plenty of times before.

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not_your_bro
2008-03-01 08:13 am UTC (link)

Mark did not hear him. He was still. Several minutes of silence had passed. And, oddly, the wounds were gone. The bones were mended. Oh, there was still the blood from the accident, but it was mostly cosmetic damage now.

Suddenly, he gasped deeply, his eyes snapped open as he sat up.. his fist had involuntarily grabbed on to his cousin's arm, holding tight.

Then he released his vice grip and looked at him with a smirk. "There, see? I told you." He paused. "Could I please see your knife for a moment?" He wasn't going to use it on him. No, he didn't feel capable of it anymore.. for some reason.

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	damien_thorn 2008-03-01 08:23 am UTC (link)
	He watched as the wounds disappeared and his cousin opened up his eyes, coming back to life. "Okay. I believe you now," he replied. Then he reached over and pulled out his switchblade. His instincts told him that he was going to be in any sort of danger if he did so. "Here. But why do you need it?" he asked as he held it out for Mark to take. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

not_your_bro
2008-03-01 08:31 am UTC (link)

"Good.. it's about time.." He mumbled. Though he was relieved that Damien didn't think he was lying anymore. Mark took the knife. "Just.. pay close attention, okay? Watch this."

Oh, it was going to sting! He then, quickly, ran the point down his palm. It cut. Blood flowed from the slash. "Watch now.." There was a tingling sensation, like static. The wound was gone.

He wiped the blood off his hand, so his cousin could clearly see the change. No marks at all. "See? I hope that's proof enough. Because I really don't feel like stabbing myself with this. It hurt enough when that cult did it to me."

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damien_thorn
2008-03-01 08:51 am UTC (link)

He nodded and watched, wondering what Mark was going to do. He quickly realized what was going to happen, but didn't stop him. Most people probably would've, but not Damien. He didn't even flinch when Mark made the cut, he just simply watched as the blood flowed, looking slightly mesmerized. Seeing blood usually did that to him. Then the cut disappeared.

He poked the spot where the cut was on Mark's hand a couple times. "Okay, I believe you. So don't do that again," he said. He looked around for a moment before continuing. "We should probably get off the street."

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not_your_bro
2008-03-04 12:57 am UTC (link)

"Okay, I won't." Mark handed him back the knife, laughing when his cousin poked his hand. He kinda hoped that Damien could have taken his word for it, rather than seeing him die again. But the guy was right. The street wasn't safe. "Yeah, good idea. Off the road." So he stood up and walked to the sidewalk. It seemed like he hadn't even been hurt.

"But I should probably hide out a few days.. like, three. I kinda implied that I was Jesus 2.0," he said with a laugh. "Oh boy, I'd definitely go to Hell for that."

Then he looked serious. "But you know what sucks? I need some new clothes now. And.. I have this urge to.. these guys really like your dad, they like to speak of Hell.. how's this sound? I'd like to send them there."

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