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@The Patriarch For some reason I can only imagine your dad sounding like [this](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B2n6AfngHKo )

I kinda would, but there are a few logistical problems. Firstly, I'm in a different place from where you are, and this guy's powers can lock down the size of the battlefield using his invisible coffins. And if I'm running away the way I planned to run away, he isn't going to be able to catch up with me. Mainly I need another place to stay because he knows where I live and that probably means it wouldn't be a good idea to go home afterwards. Location aside, you also seem to have encountered your opponent before school has actually started, whereas I'm supposed to be about 3 hours after school has ended.

**"Ah, damn it."** Altzer said as he looked at the approaching figure. **"My luck is terrible today."** A menacing cloaked figure had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and now some kind of gothic style coffin was appearing out of thin air. Altzer took out his phone and tapped on the icon that said 'Colour Tracker', and sure enough, the person in front of him was also a Colour. Across from Altzer's white dot, was a black dot. _I'm repeating myself a lot too._ He said to himself as his thoughts drifted to some minutes beforehand... --- _**Some amount of minutes beforehand...**_ **"Ah, damn it."** Altzer said at the scenery from his position on the park bench. **"My luck is terrible today."** He should've been home by now. Instead, he'd been wandering around for the past 2 hours, with practically no results to show for it. _Well, I guess I've reached that park I new was near my house_ He thought. _But I don't remember how to get back home from here..._ It was quite a nice park, he supposed. The trees and the lawn seemed to be well kept. There weren't too many people around, and there were even a few dogs around, all wagging their tails excitedly. But he didn't share their enthusiasm, he was tired now, all that running around was taking its toll. And he was hungry as well. _Dinner tonight is spaghetti too..._ He thought, his mouth drooling. He loved spaghetti, especially his mother's spaghetti. Even though his parents were away for the week, they'd put enough food in the fridge for him to survive on his own, and they'd given him some extra money in case something happened. _Wait, can't I just ask someone where my apartment is?_ Of course! Why hadn't he thought that before? Looking up excitedly, he saw a lady with dogs that looked like she knew where she was going he could ask. And since he looked like a young impressionable child, he was sure that the she wouldn't mind him asking questions. He jumped up from the bench and jogged towards the lady. **"Excuse me obaa-san, but can you give me directions to-..."** He trailed off. Then he realized the major flaw in his new plan. He had no idea what the name of his apartment building was. He had been told it once, but he'd forgotten because it had never been important... **"It- It's uh, a- an, apartment building..."** He stammered. The dogs the lady was walking started to sniff him interestedly. **"It's supposed to be nearby somewhere, but I don't know where it is..."** He continued. Looking up at the woman, he added: **"Can you help me find it?"** He put on the best puppy eyes he could, then he said: **"Please...?"** The lady hesitated for a second, before stooping down, the dogs parting before her and putting on a kindly smile. "There's only one apartment building near here, and it's just over there." She said, pointing down towards the north. "Just go down that street and take the first turn on your left." **"Thanks obaa-san!"** Altzer said over his shoulder as he started off at a run. Waving at her, he looked back forward as he ran towards the street. _Looks like I'll be back in time to enjoy my spaghetti!_ He thought joyfully. --- **_Current time..._** _Looks like I won't be getting to enjoy my spaghetti tonight._ He thought sadly. As he looked, the figure in front of him thrust his hand through the lid of the conjured coffin as if it weren't there, and proceeded to slowly pull a giant blood stained scythe from it as if he were death himself. _Wait, isn't he one of those serial killers that's been on the news recently?_ He suddenly thought, _If I'm not mistaken, he's the Coffin Reaper..._ Even with that revelation, it didn't help him any. No one knew much about the Coffin Reaper, especially not how he fought. _And just in front of my apartment too..._ Fighting him would be dangerous. He didn't know what he was capable of, and he was supposedly a mass murderer, meaning he was probably good at killing people. On the other hand, if Altzer ran away he didn't have anywhere to go. They were right in front of his house, which meant he would probably know if Altzer ran away and came back later. _Fighting him might be the better option here._ Altzer thought, _Because he doesn't know what I'm capable of either._ With that thought in his mind, he broke into a charge, straight at the Coffin Reaper.

Well, I was planning to do that anyway but I just wanted to know if anyone wanted to team up early. I am fighting him alone now, but I'll probably have to stay at someone else's house for the night in the end.

That might not be a great idea though. Your shadows dissolve in light, and I just flash everywhere. I'll probably fight him myself, but I still wouldn't be able to beat him, just run away probably

Does anyone want to team up to fight my dude? I'm not really going to be able to kill him or anything, and I could really be anywhere right now But I probably won't be able to do stuff for a while because I too have homework and I still have about 83 questions to go

Your character sheet looks nice! X3 I also finished up my three other serial killers! I might do more in future if I need to or if I come up with more X3

Welp, see ya!

Ay, hold up a sec Are we supposed to be after school or during school? Could've sworn the OP said something about it being after school right about now

_Please note that all of these serial killers are not meant to be defeated in only one post, especially #1 and #3._ _It should also be noted that you should probably team up with someone to take them out._ --- **Serial Killer #2** **Name:** Albert West **Appearance:** [It's a bit large.](http://th09.deviantart.net/fs71/PRE/i/2014/049/c/0/another_creepy_pasta_card_1st_the_puppeteer_by_gatanii69-d770enm.jpg) **Gender:** Male **Age:** 18 **Occupation:** Puppet Master's Apprentice **Personality:** Heavily manipulative. He enjoys controlling all aspects of his life and also controlling others as much as he possibly can. **Powers:** Puppet Strings Albert's power is simply to create a very strong, sickly green string from the tips of his fingers. He can freely adjust the width of the string, with its strength under pressure rising in direct correlation with its thickness. The strings are shot out as they are created and automatically wind around target objects. Albert can also freely manipulate the string while it is out, meaning he is able to move the string out of the way of blades if need be, but he would prefer not to to keep a secret weapon. Albert mainly uses these strings to control people from the shadows, as you can't feel the strings as they wind around you, and he is trained in the use of puppetry. The strings can be broken with sufficient force, but as previously mentioned; the thicker it is the stronger it is. **Colour:** Sickly Green **Bio:** Another colour mass murderer, but the difference between Albert West and the Coffin Reaper is that his name and face are known to the media and police officers and detectives are actively searching for him. His murders are very distinctive, as the corpses from his victims are strung up from telephone poles as if to reenact scenes from a puppet show. He almost always murders multiple people at a time, seeking out only as many people as he needs to create another scene in his twisted puppet show. The number of colours he had murdered is in a vast minority to the amount of innocents he has murdered. --- **Serial Killer #3** **Name:** Unknown to public, goes by Mistress Scarlett **Appearance:** [Something like this, but ignore the puppet](http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120108121101/marvel_dc/images/0/02/Peyton_Riley_004.png) **Gender:** Female **Age:** 24 **Occupation:** Businesswoman **Personality:** Scarlett is someone who enjoys being an Orchestrator, the voice behind the scenes. The one who is present, but never directly seen. She is a capable ventriloquist, and enjoys toying with guests using her talent. **Powers:** Scarlett's power is the ability to project her 'presence' and the individual elements a 'presence' would entail. She can project her 'presence' only within a 100 meter radius, and she can only project two elements at a time. One element is the 'feeling' of someone being there. She can make someone feel that she is very close to them when in actual fact she is very far away. The projected element she can most freely manipulate is the 'voice'. She can control the voice she projects however she wishes, changing it's tone, volume and source to suit her purposes. The third and final element she manipulates, is her position on the Colour Tracker itself. She can somehow fool the colour tracker and project something unidentifiable that is read as her actual position by the colour tracker. **Colour:** Red **Bio:** Mistress Scarlett as she prefers to be called, is a rather mysterious individual. She has been seen by very few people and normally sends messages, servants and anything else to avoid being seen. She is a rather successful businesswoman and has many businesses under her thumb. It is unknown to all but here most trusted servants, but Scarlett is in fact a psychopath. In her private home, she owns a hedge maze which at first glance is quite innocent. But when the public isn't watching, she enjoys leading guests into the maze, and then separating them one by one using her network of speakers and voice recorders, and then personally picking them off one by one. When she gained her powers, it became an advent of opportunities for her. To capitalize on the use of her powers, she commissioned the creation of a 'construction project' in Ikebukuro, the city in which all Colours seemed to be centered in. As construction began, it seemed a quagmire of legal problems and minor protests would ensure it would never be completed; but in actual fact, Scarlett herself orchestrated all of the legal barriers and protests just for that reason. Unknown to the public, she filled the interior with a maze of corridors, construction equipment and deadly traps. Using the Colour Tracker, her voice projection and the building's appearance to her advantage, she easily lures unwitting Colours and normal citizens to their demise. No one knows of the murders that occur inside this building, simply because of the fact that there aren't really that many murders. She simply seeks the thrill of deceit from behind the scenes, and she doesn't exactly target many people like other serial killers would do. --- **Serial Killer #4** **Name:** Unknown, calls himself Predator **Appearance:** [His favoured form](http://www.parkparkin.com/gallery/gargoyle_color.jpg) **Gender:** Unidentifiable, but technically male **Age:** Unidentifiable, but technically 24 **Occupation:** Unknown, presumed none **Personality:** The best thing that can be said to describe this creature, is his nickname. Predator. The creature likes to stalk its prey unseen before pouncing and tearing apart it's victim. Highly aggressive, Predator only ever seems to attack, but he usually never has to defend, as his rapid and relentless attacks often leave little room for counters. Predator is also known to possess a high level of intelligence, showing understanding of human mental process, and sometimes even having philosophical conversation with his victims. How much intelligence he really has however, is unknown. **Powers:** Predator, in actual fact is one of the 300 colours that were 'chosen'. However, the nature of Predator's human personality, and their power caused the human that used to be Predator, to abandon their human body in favour of the ones his power could give. Predator's power is to transform himself into a predatory form. This form can be almost any shape and size, but it must take the form of a 'predator'. This means that the form has to be carnivorous, offensive and well suited for survival. As such, Predator's preferred form became a creature with the capability of flight, that most humans lacked. What the form lack in power was made up with speed, stamina, and maneuverability. None of his victims have yet been able to best his preferred form. **Colour:** Stony Gray **Bio:** The human that became Predator used to be a science student studying the field of biology. More specifically, he was studying predators. He was fascinated about the animals who stood at the top of the food chain, the carnivores who were never contested. Predator as a human was one of those that disliked being a simple cog in the machine. He strived to become something not simply greater, but the one who was the greatest. He envied the predators, who by right of birth belonged above everything else. Their whims dictated the populations, and he wanted that power. When he received the power, and he received the messages, he knew what he had to do. As he changed for the first time in his life, he knew he wouldn't go back. He discarded his name, his family, and his previous life. As he stood from the slaughtered corpses of everyone he ever knew, he chose a new name for himself. From that day on, he was Predator. --- 4 will be all for now.