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Who: The Punisher & Gwendolyn Cook
When: Sunday evening
Where: A somewhat seedy-ish area of Gotham's subway.
Player Notes: A little more of the RP is going to be shown before the cut for dramatic purposes.
For the most part, the section of Gotham City she was walking home in was relatively safe. Sure it looked rattier and seedier than other parts of the city, but she couldn't hold it against the classmate that lived in the area. Besides, their much needed study session had gone on longer than anticipated and the family were strong users of the public transportation system. Unfortunately for Gwendolyn, her mother was out of town ... again. Still dressed in her school blazer, skirt, and knee socks--her school's uniform, Gwen gripped her briefcase-like bag in her hand and hurried toward the subway station.
The late night had left the subway vacant of almost all life. Except for a bum who sat against the wall with a near empty bottle of wild turkey and slurred his words in asking for change but otherwise caused no trouble. As Gwendolyn made her way into the waiting area, it would become apparent there were more people there than just her and the homeless drunk. She caught the attention of a casually dressed young man smoking a cigarette and leaning against one of the concrete supports. "Well hey there sweetie. Little late comin' home from school aren't ya?"
Gwen only glanced at the guy and then ignored him. Responding to his insinuations would only egg him on and she SO didn't need the hassle. Though, considering her personality, Gwen suddenly wished Cynthia was with her. The girl would tear the guy a new one. Just in case, though, Gwen moved away to set some distance between them.
As Gwen moved back, there was a sudden hissing whisper in her ear from a second body who apparently had been leaning against another concrete support out of sight. "Don't be shy honey, we won't bite...hard!" And laughed mockingly. The first man smirked deviously and tossed his cigarette onto the tracks, replacing it with a switchblade. Appearing with the second man was a third one as well, grinning wickedly and wildly at the girl. It was obvious their intentions weren't too friendly. "Now now..." the man with the knife mockingly chastised. "Didn't your mother ever warn you about weirdos that come out in the dark?"
Startled by the hissing sound, Gwen jumped back from the eerie appearance of another man and continued back until she bumped into the third. To her dismay, Gwen found herself surrounded and panic quickly rose, rooting her in place as the trio slowly encroached on her. However, as she turned she stuttered out, "I-I kn-know ..." She quickly racked her brain of the Wild Bunch that would be scary to these guys. Venom instantly came to mind. "I kn-know Venom! H-He would-wouldn't like to know that y-you've hurt me ..."
The three busted out laughing. "Venom?! Ooh, we're really FUCKING SCARED!! Don't play games with us little bitch. Even if you were tellin' the truth, the circus freak isn't here is he?" The apparant leader said as he stepped up to seize her by the front of her shirt and tear at it while his knife went to her throat threateningly. The third one who appeared stepped up behind her to grab hold of her arms with a sadistic snicker. "Nobody's gonna help you now missy!" The perv chuckled before sliding his tongue up her neck and the side of her face.
( ... Comes Around )
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