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✪ A M E R I C A ✪ (Alfred F. Jones) ✪ ([personal profile] starspangledhero) wrote in [community profile] discedo_logs2009-10-15 10:32 pm

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Who: America, Prussia, Namine, Naoto (more to come)
Where: MARSHALL MURDER MANSION. And some other places eventually.
When: Oct. 15 during the chip event
Rating: R for gruesome death and creepiness
Summary: The Zodiac Killer, Charles Manson, H.H. Holmes, and the Bloody Benders. Need I say more?
the log:

Most would agree that America is good. He lives and breathes for his people. He fights for freedom, justice, and would sooner die than forfeit himself. He's a hero. He genuinely wants what is best for himself and (sometimes) the rest of the world. Despite prevailing war the riots of the era, he remains unwavering his quest to be as good as he can be. America is a good country.

But that's exactly what he is. A country, not a person. For that reason, he will never entirely be as "good" as he convinces himself he is.

It doesn't take much to act as he normally does. Paranoia creeps along his spine ever time he even thinks of Russia, and recently he has come to doubt every man and woman around him. As much as he doesn't want to, he can remember the Chicago World's Fair, stumbling across the bodies in the basement, the vaults where women screamed until their lungs collapsed; he remembers, all to clearly, seeing Sharon Tate's corpse, nearly due to have a child, Abby Folger and all the others dead in their own blood; then the new guy, the one America can't find and taunts him with letters and memories, that shoots and stabs innocent couples as though they were nothing more than deer. He doesn't want to think about how their murderers are a part of him and his history because he knows he's good. Every country has their dark parts, but the overwhelming majority are good people, so as a personification, that makes him a good "person", right?

So he tells himself when people like Manson and Holmes and the Zodiac show up. Acting normally, taking lives in reality. America shouldn't be surprised when Bundy surfaces in the next decade.

America sticks to the shadows, careful to avoid monsters that might blow his cover. Dirty jeans and a plain T-shirt, and a black sweatshirt with the hood up to obscure his face, all of which he'll all dispose of when it's over. No one will catch him.

It's almost sad to see Prussia huddled by the church, beaten and bruised. America can't help but feel a pang of resentment that this sorry son of a bitch is the one who claims he's at the top of the world. It takes all his willpower to suppress the bubbling hatred for Russia, who claims he's the top superpower, even England and France who still cling to false ideas of hegemony. America will prove them wrong, he's the number one country in the world. He has to work fast, before he goes back to his old ways of ignoring that he has people like this in his society.

His lips twitch as he moves closer. The Zodiac was wrong. Countries are the greatest prey in the world. If only he'd had more time to prepare. It would've been fun to listen to Prussia scream inside a locked room until the air ran out, suffocating on his own cries of superiority.