False Identity

This week's assassins excerpt is a tale of dormitories, AIM, and a false identity...

'makethemdieslow' killed 'TheAnti'

'makethemdieslow' writes,
Under the guise of a 'friend' of mine who only wanted to take a picture of my target (so that the 'real' player would know what he looked like), I tracked him for the better part of a week, through IM, Facebook, phone, and email. I eventually got a break when he said over IM that his computer was broken and that he had been frequenting computer labs. Past that it was luck and timing, happening to pass him on my way OUT of the dorm and still pretending to be a friendly photographer. When a huge group of people passed between us, I dug for the spoon and ended it, for some reason saying "It's you" instead of "It's me" as I did so. Killing makes a man's mind funny.

'TheAnti' writes,
Well... I have noticed a decent number of attempts at my assassin trying to find me. He staked outside my room once and I had to have my RA take care of him. Trying to contact me through a number of professional emails and through a number of my friends. He aparently told EVERYTHING to one of my friends assuming she may help him, but rather she told me. For some reason, I didn't heed the information. I guess I doubted he'd be honest. I was down in the computer lab when I told my assassin via AIM that my computer was broken. I figured he would guess I was at the computer lab, and then he left abruptly. So... I got the aych out of there. Unfortunately, I headed down to lunch with one of my pals and saw him walking the oposite direction. I tried to hide behind her and he saw me. Now... I he told me that this was his "friend" who wanted a picture of me to give to his friend who was my assassin. Although he told one of my other friends that the guy with the camera... was really him... the assassin. So at first I was skeptical. I waited from a distance when he reached in his pocket. When a camera emerged I dubed him trustworthy. So I attempted to pose in an entertaining position for his "friend's" picture. My friend whome I was heading to lunch with was standing directly next to him. He was fiddleing with his camera a bit and then a group of people walked in between us. When they cleared he was all up on me with his spoon in my gut!!! Alas... My friend whom I had trusted to keep an eye on him was far too tired to warn me. I had my defensive spoon in my pocket at the time and had no time to defend myself. Brava... Brava...


Originally published on Saturday, October 15, 2005, in the game Campus-Wide Fall '05