citizen erased [freddie]

[KATHERINE GATES]

The sun was beginning to set. All the humans had left the beach for the day and headed home- it must have been close to seven or eight o'clock. The night was quiet now that everyone had gone home- it had been noisiest around noon when large bunches of parents had brought their kids to play. Katherine had stayed away from their swimming area then. She didn't trust the children- they were always getting scrapes or cuts when playing on the beach somehow or other, and with her luck they'd get blood in the water near her. She hated herself for it, but she just couldn't control her instinct around blood. She got along just fine without it, or mostly so, but as soon as a mere ounce of the red liquid made its way into her line of vision (or even if she merely smelled it), she would change, and not for the better. Depending on how far away it was, she could often force herself to high-tail it out of the area until she could compose herself, but there were always those few times... surfers didn't help, of course, because the sharks would always mistake them for sea turtles, and of course a shark attack resulted in far too much blood to be easily ignored. The feelings of guilt and regret were unbearable then; she and the sharks would be discontent, but for different reasons (sharks did so hate looking forward to the taste of sea turtle only to have the nasty human taste in their mouths instead).

It was evening now, though, and so with luck no one else would decide to come for a swim. Gliding through the water, Katherine headed toward the shoreline of the beach. She could see the outline, but not much more quite yet. She must have been a few miles out to sea still. Something nudged her leg as she swam, and she looked beside her to see a shark gliding along there. Smiling at it, she ran her hand across its side before diving under the water. It wasn't as murky near the top, and she was only a few feet under at any rate. She bobbed her head above the water every once in a while to make sure she was headed in the right direction. Once she neared the shore, the shark dove deeper into the ocean and left her; she didn't mind. Something caught her eye as she watched it swim away- a net. It was connected to a fishing boat no doubt, but she didn't bother to check. Caught within it were several sea lions- quite dead now, for obvious reasons. She untangled them without breaking the net (she didn't want to cause any trouble with the fishermen, after all - it wasn't their fault that the sea lions had swum into their net and met their doom, although they really should be more careful about those things) and carried them along with her as she continued on toward the beach.

Finally she made her way onto the sand, situating herself a few feet away from the water. Taking the first sea lion, she began to feed ever so quietly, stopping to look around every once in a while to make sure no humans were nearby. Her land clothes, as she liked to call them, were hidden in a small seaside cave not too far away from where she was sitting- she'd change into them after feeding and go into town for a bit while it was nice and dark. The moon began to rise and cast its pale glow onto the beach; it reflected on the water in a way that reminded Kate why she loved the ocean so very much.

[FREDERICK TRUMPER]

Freddie was... well, first off, shockingly not drunk. I mean, that's sort of a first for him in threads. Secondly, not the kind of guy you'd picture when you think of someone who enjoys long walks on the beach. No, I don't mean saying he likes long walks on the beach to score girls, I mean someone who actually likes going to the beach at night to listen to the sound of the waves and enjoy the beach air. So... you're probably expecting me to spend the rest of this paragraph telling you what Freddie's doing at a beach in the middle of the night... but thats pretty funny.. because that would imply I know what he'd doing at the beach in the middle of the night. Have I mentioned he's a a beach? With sand? I could talk about sand for a paragraph like Tilly would. I'm only posting here to be obnoxious.

So yeah, sand... NaO... Actually, I don't think it's Na. I learned what the chemical formula was for it in school but I forgot. Google says its SiO2. That sounds right. Aren't you happy you learned something about science reading this post? I'm a horrible person.. I know. So.. the moon! time to make fun of-- damn that's a Harry Potter site thing. Um Um Um This is a song, a second paragraph song, you'd damn straight better be singing along. I sort of forgot where we were going with this thread. Tilly's reading this and said she'd kill me if I posted it for her. I think Tilly's nicer than you, so that has me a little concerned. How about we try flattery. ELE-- I MEAN ROSIE hah rose YOURE THE NICEST MOST AMAZING PERSON EVER AND A BRILLIANT ROLEPLAYER AND YOU HAVE NICE HAIR.

So, um, yeah Freddie was walking around the beach and suddenly he smelled fresh blood except yanno animal blood not very tasty, but he looked around and there was a weird vampire girl in a bikini eating a seal and he was kind of curious but he ignored her because he came to the beach to avoid people and she counted as a person. Please don't kill me please please please The end.