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Post by IDEK on Mar 22, 2014 21:49:56 GMT
ah,okay.
..This is going to end badly isn't it.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2014 21:50:29 GMT
Heheheh... Maybe.
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Post by Bioshock Infinite WD on Mar 22, 2014 21:50:53 GMT
Okay I just got reading, damn this is some fine work.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2014 21:51:24 GMT
Why thank you.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2014 22:01:33 GMT
I added a poll. I just want to know how fast you guys want me to update. I can do either, and have no preference.
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Post by Bioshock Infinite WD on Mar 22, 2014 22:02:40 GMT
Okay.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2014 22:03:44 GMT
I should inform you guys that writing whenever I have an idea will lead to this being over very quickly. It'll also mean that there are a lot more sloppy errors.
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Post by IDEK on Mar 22, 2014 22:19:09 GMT
well..You could go back over and check for the sloppy errors and correct it.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2014 22:24:32 GMT
I suppose, but still, the first point stands.
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Post by Master Psychic on Mar 22, 2014 22:25:17 GMT
Well, I can't wait to see how horribly I will die.
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Post by Kat on Mar 22, 2014 22:40:22 GMT
R.I.P harp. Nice work by the way! your story has a lot of potential..
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Post by IDEK on Mar 22, 2014 22:42:06 GMT
Camp: Unknown cause of death, beaten by Cany
Harp: Exploded.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2014 23:42:08 GMT
Potato and I sat in a corner. We talked. I did my best to comfort him. He talked about his brother when the two of them were little. Times of swingsets and candy bars. His brother taught him how to tie his shoes. Potato taught Harp how to ride a bicycle. Harp got into a lot of fights, and, apparently, he fought very dirty. Using bits of pipe (fucking pipes!) and disabling his opponents with kicks to the side of the knee. Harp was not the most stable child, but his brother nonetheless.
"Kat!" The man in the front called. I felt butterflies fill my stomach.
"I'll wait for you."
"Don't bother." Potato looked off into space, depressed. I looked around and saw the hungry eyes from the likes of Sonic. Must've been thinking we'd be easy kills. Not if I have a say about it. Regardless, I walked out of the building, and a soldier threw me a messenger bag. I put it on, and retrieved my weapon from it.
"You're fucking joking." I said to the soldier, displaying my new pair of handcuffs.
"Move along." He put his second hand on his assault rifle. I took the advice.
What the fuck am I going to do with handcuffs? I could think nothing else. I walked through a forest until I came across a little water facility. Pipes pumped water here and there, and into a fountain. A plaque on the wall said that this was "Water Hole 1 of 12." All of a sudden, a screaming pain exploded in my ear, and they began to ring. I ducked behind the doorway out of instinct. I clamped my hand on my ear, and put my finger through a brand new hole. Straight through my outer ear. I was lucky. The ringing subsided, and I realized that bullets were flying. They hit the door and some of the plants outside. I could hear them hitting the wall I was leaning against, but I suppose the wall was bullet proof. Eventually, the bullets stopped.
Silence.
My heartbeat felt like a car engine in my chest. Then he hopped out of the doorway. My cellmate, IWMT. I tackled him. While I was on top, I managed to elbow him in the face several times. Before I could do any more damage, however, he got an arm free, and sucker punched me. Out of wind, the ground came up to meet me. IWMT had gotten control of the gun again, and was loading a new clip in when I finally got up. I kicked it out of his hands, and underneath a table. He, not wanting to waste time, shoved me to the ground, and placed his hand so that both of his thumbs pressed firmly on my windpipes, and the rest of his hands kept me from squirming. He pressed down. My first primal instinct was to pry his hands off of my throat. His hands remained firm, though. I started to hit the inside of his elbow, which, while making him falter, did nothing to help me. Then I began to gouge at his eyes. My thumbs were firmly pressing into his eye socket. He screamed, and whipped around, but his grip remained strong. The corners of my vision became black. This was it. I may as well give up.
FUCK THAT! Some oft unused part of my brain kicked in.
I pressed with all of my might, and once my right thumb was deep inside IWMT's head, I clenched, and pulled back with all of my strength. IWMT made the worst noise I've ever heard. A shrill, and deafening scream. I lie there, waiting. Eventually, I noticed something slimy in my hand. I looked right, withdrew my hand, leaving what was resting on it on the ground. A similar scream followed. I tore out IWMT's eye. The now one eyed boy turned to me with a look of pure hatred. It wasn't two hours ago that we were joking around in the darkness. Doing whatever we could think of. He charged. I dove to his blind spot, twisted his arm backwards, and shoved him against the wall long enough for me to grab my handcuffs and slap them on his left hand. He tore free, and shoved me down, yet again.
My head hit a pipe running just above the ground. My vision blurred. IWMT sat on my torso, and smashed me several times, almost rhythmically, with his right hand. I wiggled free, and got up quick enough for him to still be squatting where I was. I smashed his face into the pole, grabbed the still dangling, still open, right handcuff, and closed it on the pipe. IWMT was no longer mobile. He threw a few rocks at me, which made me laugh. I crawled under the table where IWMT's gun lied, grabbed the gun, and got up. I aimed the gun at him for a minute. He screamed and cried for mercy.
I felt sick. Eventually, I decided that I should just leave him.
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Post by Master Psychic on Mar 22, 2014 23:43:07 GMT
Dude, fucking brutal... I love it!
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2014 23:43:53 GMT
Dude, fucking brutal... I love it! Did you read the whole thing? This was posted dangerously close to when I posted the chapter.
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