Mall Fight Comedy - (take a peek inside!)
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CONNOR HAS KEYSTONE...OWNAGE LEVEL 100%
Connor picks up the crashed walls and holds them with matter manipulation them as oversize melee weapons and shields.
"Waffles, I got you covered, EXTERMINATE HER!"
Connor picks up the crashed walls and holds them with matter manipulation them as oversize melee weapons and shields.
"Waffles, I got you covered, EXTERMINATE HER!"
My Dalek Arm glows, "
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I large beam hits Sister, knocking me back into the wall.
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GRAND EXTERMINATION IN T-MINUS 5...4...3...2.."
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EXTERMINATE, MOTHERFUCKA!I large beam hits Sister, knocking me back into the wall.
Connor runs over to Waffles, "Cool Guy, you OK?" he says.
He doesn't respond, and starts to snore.
"Fuck, don't take this personally, but this is for that one time. [http://www.escapistmagazine.com/forums/read/362.161609-Mall-Fight-Comedy-take-a-peek-inside?page=67#11417654]"
Connor
Waffles.
He doesn't respond, and starts to snore.
"Fuck, don't take this personally, but this is for that one time. [http://www.escapistmagazine.com/forums/read/362.161609-Mall-Fight-Comedy-take-a-peek-inside?page=67#11417654]"
Connor
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DALEK ***** SLAPS---
"Ugggghhh." says Connor as he gets up. He his located in a what appears to be a small blacktop section of a park of some kind. He can see large building in the distance. "Hmmmm, why's it so cold?" he says.
Connor starts walking around the park, making it to a forestry section. It starts getting colder. Connor looks at his clothing. Black pants, skate shoes, leather jacket over a black T-shirt. He closes the jacket and holds his arms to his chest. He feels somewhat comfortable in the winter cold. As if until now he had missed the feeling.
He walks up to a bench. A large, black, long barreled, .50 BMG rifle stands with two 10 bullet mags of cyro rounds. "Dear god, why would someone leave this here!?"
He picks up the rifle and loads it out of curiosity. It feels almost natural to his touch, as if he had experience with the weapon. The thought strikes him as off. He is just stupid 16 year old? Still, he has a very bad feeling about what's going on, he thinks that the rifle has to be there for a reason. He holsters it on his back, puts the other mag in his jacket pocket, and moves on.
"Ugggghhh." says Connor as he gets up. He his located in a what appears to be a small blacktop section of a park of some kind. He can see large building in the distance. "Hmmmm, why's it so cold?" he says.
Connor starts walking around the park, making it to a forestry section. It starts getting colder. Connor looks at his clothing. Black pants, skate shoes, leather jacket over a black T-shirt. He closes the jacket and holds his arms to his chest. He feels somewhat comfortable in the winter cold. As if until now he had missed the feeling.
He walks up to a bench. A large, black, long barreled, .50 BMG rifle stands with two 10 bullet mags of cyro rounds. "Dear god, why would someone leave this here!?"
He picks up the rifle and loads it out of curiosity. It feels almost natural to his touch, as if he had experience with the weapon. The thought strikes him as off. He is just stupid 16 year old? Still, he has a very bad feeling about what's going on, he thinks that the rifle has to be there for a reason. He holsters it on his back, puts the other mag in his jacket pocket, and moves on.
I wake up in a old school diner, wearing a black suit and a fedora. A waitress approaches me.
"What can I get'cha, sweetie?", she asks oddly gruff voice, she obviously been smoking...A lot.
"Uh...Burger and a water," I say, "I'm waiting for a friend.", I force a smile.
"Didn't ask for your life story.", the waitress leaves.
I tap the table rhythmically, I look around. Jukebox, old man grilling burgers, no alcohol.
Yup, 1920s.
A black women in black dress walks to my table and sits down, hiccup slightly, all the while, "Sorry I'm late, I-"
"Don't even try an' sell me your dime store shit,", I say, in a low, angry, "You're drunk, ain't 'cha?"
She smirks, "Guilty as charged."
"Jesus Christ, Diamond!", I say, still in a hushed tone, "We're black! We're already hated enough! You wanna be an absolute pariah?!"
She said nothing, she just continued her smirk, she knew she'd be victorious in this argument, no matter what.
Hell, I knew she'd be victorious no matter, what!
She had me under her thumb, she knew it, I knew it.
I fucking hated that it was fact. I fucking hated that no matter how much I would assert myself, she'd always have that condescending smirk. I fucking hated that she knew for so long she couldn't take me serious anymore. I fucking hated that she always knew me as that little know-it-all with an easily bruised ego. I fucking hated that she was the only one I could trust. I fucking hated that she's always right. I fucking hated that she keeps me sane. I fucking hated that she was the cause of my insanity.
I fucking hated that I loved so much. I fucking hated myself for not telling her that.
"What can I get'cha, sweetie?", she asks oddly gruff voice, she obviously been smoking...A lot.
"Uh...Burger and a water," I say, "I'm waiting for a friend.", I force a smile.
"Didn't ask for your life story.", the waitress leaves.
I tap the table rhythmically, I look around. Jukebox, old man grilling burgers, no alcohol.
Yup, 1920s.
A black women in black dress walks to my table and sits down, hiccup slightly, all the while, "Sorry I'm late, I-"
"Don't even try an' sell me your dime store shit,", I say, in a low, angry, "You're drunk, ain't 'cha?"
She smirks, "Guilty as charged."
"Jesus Christ, Diamond!", I say, still in a hushed tone, "We're black! We're already hated enough! You wanna be an absolute pariah?!"
She said nothing, she just continued her smirk, she knew she'd be victorious in this argument, no matter what.
Hell, I knew she'd be victorious no matter, what!
She had me under her thumb, she knew it, I knew it.
I fucking hated that it was fact. I fucking hated that no matter how much I would assert myself, she'd always have that condescending smirk. I fucking hated that she knew for so long she couldn't take me serious anymore. I fucking hated that she always knew me as that little know-it-all with an easily bruised ego. I fucking hated that she was the only one I could trust. I fucking hated that she's always right. I fucking hated that she keeps me sane. I fucking hated that she was the cause of my insanity.
I fucking hated that I loved so much. I fucking hated myself for not telling her that.
What's that? 'A giant Freudian Slip' you say? Don't be preposterous!
---
Connor continues to walk though the park. He gets close to what appears to be an exit. He hears voices ahead, muffled under gasmask. Now he remembers, the riots. He puts the safety on your rifle and look down at the men, they don't look like cops. They look like thugs wearing stolen equipment. God, you hate yourself for this, but you turn the safety off and aim for the female one, right at the leg.
He puts his finger on the trigger and-Wait, that would blow it clean off, he doesn't want to kill anyone! Goddamn it, what should he do?
He sits there looking down the scope for five minuets, in the same state of being ready to fire, having racing thoughts about the concept of murder.
He finally decides if your "going to kill them, you'll do it painlessly." A shot to the head is an honorable way to go.
He aims the rifle at a different target. This one male, coughing. He doesn't seem happy with his life. Like he wants to go. Like he's letting him leave this world. The rifle aim right at his head, he squeezes the trigger.
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Connor continues to walk though the park. He gets close to what appears to be an exit. He hears voices ahead, muffled under gasmask. Now he remembers, the riots. He puts the safety on your rifle and look down at the men, they don't look like cops. They look like thugs wearing stolen equipment. God, you hate yourself for this, but you turn the safety off and aim for the female one, right at the leg.
He puts his finger on the trigger and-Wait, that would blow it clean off, he doesn't want to kill anyone! Goddamn it, what should he do?
He sits there looking down the scope for five minuets, in the same state of being ready to fire, having racing thoughts about the concept of murder.
He finally decides if your "going to kill them, you'll do it painlessly." A shot to the head is an honorable way to go.
He aims the rifle at a different target. This one male, coughing. He doesn't seem happy with his life. Like he wants to go. Like he's letting him leave this world. The rifle aim right at his head, he squeezes the trigger.
---
The waitress comes back, "Here's your burger and your water.", he places my meal and looks at Diamond, "You're girlfriend is cute."
"She's not my girlfriend.".
"He wishes I was.".
I do.
The waitress walks giggling to herself.
"So, what did you want?", Diamond asks.
"I'd just thought we'd would go to Sam's Place today, I heard Buster McAllister is playing today."
Her smirk disappear, "Is he coming?"
I look around nervously, if stares could kill, I'd be dead ten times over, "Um...I don't."
She takes a bite of my burger, "Because if he is, you'll-"
"I know, I know!", I interrupt, "You ain't gotta remind me.", I rub my head and force a laugh.
She does not join me in the laugh, she finishes my burger and gulps down my water, not ladylike but its damned impressive, "Let's go.", she leaves, I pay the waitress for my burger and leave with her.
---
"She's not my girlfriend.".
"He wishes I was.".
I do.
The waitress walks giggling to herself.
"So, what did you want?", Diamond asks.
"I'd just thought we'd would go to Sam's Place today, I heard Buster McAllister is playing today."
Her smirk disappear, "Is he coming?"
I look around nervously, if stares could kill, I'd be dead ten times over, "Um...I don't."
She takes a bite of my burger, "Because if he is, you'll-"
"I know, I know!", I interrupt, "You ain't gotta remind me.", I rub my head and force a laugh.
She does not join me in the laugh, she finishes my burger and gulps down my water, not ladylike but its damned impressive, "Let's go.", she leaves, I pay the waitress for my burger and leave with her.
---
I jolt awake.
"Shit, I missed the elevator!"
I call the elevator. Fortunately, it's not as long of a wait as last time.
I step out of the elevator onto some kind of bridge. A massive tower crumbles in the distance. I cross the bridge and enter the tower.
I find myself inside of a parking complex. Everyone is asleep on the floor.
RaN: "Uh... Guys?"
Sister: "They can't hear you."
RaN: "I was wondering when we were going to see each other again. Lemme guess. Sleeping curse?"
Sister: "Yes. And now you will join them."
Sister attempts to curse me. It's not very effective.
Sister: "What?!"
RaN: "That's not going to work on me."
???: "Then I'll just have to kill you, here and now."
I barely dodge the man's lightsaber as it cuts through the air. I draw my own blade and attack him.
???: "Hmm... You're not the same man I fought before."
RaN: "NaR's dead."
???: "Pity. I was hoping for another round with him."
RaN: "Looks like I'm the closest you'll get."
I force the man onto the ground and strike him in .
Sister: "Leave him alone!"
Sister attacks me with a double-bladed lightsaber. After a short fight, I punch her out of a window.
The man attacks me again. I disarm him, but he still manages to get the upper hand. He slices open my stomach and stabs me through the heart.
???: "Now if you'll excuse me, I have more pressing matters to attend to."
I watch the man leave as I slip out of consciousness.
---
I jolt awake.
"Shit, I missed the elevator!"
I call the elevator. Fortunately, it's not as long of a wait as last time.
I step out of the elevator onto some kind of bridge. A massive tower crumbles in the distance. I cross the bridge, but hesitate before entering the tower.
"Something doesn't feel right."
I cautiously enter the tower. I find myself inside of a parking complex.
RaN: "Hello? Anybody home?"
Sister: "Hello, RaNDM. It's nice to see you again."
RaN: "Where is everyone?"
Sister: "Gone. And soon you will join them."
Sister curses me. I clutch at my chest in pain.
Sister: "What's wrong? You're so young for someone having a heart attack."
From the corner of my eye, I spot a man leaving the complex. Sister uses the opportunity to punch me in the face, but I'm in too much pain to fight back. She picks me up by the collar.
Sister: "Let's have some fun while you're still awake."
RaN: "A-Awake?"
"Shit, I missed the elevator!"
I call the elevator. Fortunately, it's not as long of a wait as last time.
I step out of the elevator onto some kind of bridge. A massive tower crumbles in the distance. I cross the bridge and enter the tower.
I find myself inside of a parking complex. Everyone is asleep on the floor.
RaN: "Uh... Guys?"
Sister: "They can't hear you."
RaN: "I was wondering when we were going to see each other again. Lemme guess. Sleeping curse?"
Sister: "Yes. And now you will join them."
Sister attempts to curse me. It's not very effective.
Sister: "What?!"
RaN: "That's not going to work on me."
???: "Then I'll just have to kill you, here and now."
I barely dodge the man's lightsaber as it cuts through the air. I draw my own blade and attack him.
???: "Hmm... You're not the same man I fought before."
RaN: "NaR's dead."
???: "Pity. I was hoping for another round with him."
RaN: "Looks like I'm the closest you'll get."
I force the man onto the ground and strike him in .
Sister: "Leave him alone!"
Sister attacks me with a double-bladed lightsaber. After a short fight, I punch her out of a window.
The man attacks me again. I disarm him, but he still manages to get the upper hand. He slices open my stomach and stabs me through the heart.
???: "Now if you'll excuse me, I have more pressing matters to attend to."
I watch the man leave as I slip out of consciousness.
---
I jolt awake.
"Shit, I missed the elevator!"
I call the elevator. Fortunately, it's not as long of a wait as last time.
I step out of the elevator onto some kind of bridge. A massive tower crumbles in the distance. I cross the bridge, but hesitate before entering the tower.
"Something doesn't feel right."
I cautiously enter the tower. I find myself inside of a parking complex.
RaN: "Hello? Anybody home?"
Sister: "Hello, RaNDM. It's nice to see you again."
RaN: "Where is everyone?"
Sister: "Gone. And soon you will join them."
Sister curses me. I clutch at my chest in pain.
Sister: "What's wrong? You're so young for someone having a heart attack."
From the corner of my eye, I spot a man leaving the complex. Sister uses the opportunity to punch me in the face, but I'm in too much pain to fight back. She picks me up by the collar.
Sister: "Let's have some fun while you're still awake."
RaN: "A-Awake?"
[HEADING=1]In Connor's dream[/HEADING]
Connor sits at the tree, it's starts snowing. Connor tries to hold back tears for murdering another man. The park entrance is near by. A woman walks in the direction of the tree from said entrance. Connor doesn't notice.
Connor sits at the tree, it's starts snowing. Connor tries to hold back tears for murdering another man. The park entrance is near by. A woman walks in the direction of the tree from said entrance. Connor doesn't notice.
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We walk side by side on an empty street, my hand fishes for hears, but to no avail.
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We make to Sam's Place, the iron door, I knock twice, a slide moves and eyes are exposed, "Password."
"There is no password."
"What?! Yes, there is!"
"No. There isn't."
"Yes. There. Is!"
"No, there is no password, let me in."
"There is a password!"
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes there is!"
We look at each for a second.
The door opens, we walk in.
We walk side by side on an empty street, my hand fishes for hears, but to no avail.
---
We make to Sam's Place, the iron door, I knock twice, a slide moves and eyes are exposed, "Password."
"There is no password."
"What?! Yes, there is!"
"No. There isn't."
"Yes. There. Is!"
"No, there is no password, let me in."
"There is a password!"
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes there is!"
We look at each for a second.
The door opens, we walk in.
The woman stands there on the other side of the tree. BAM. A large hole breaks though the tree next to her head, the size of a .50 BMG bullet. She is disoriented as Connor begins to run away off the pavement of the park road into the the road less forestry area.
The man behind a bar notices, "Quincy, Diamond!", he jumps over and greets us, "How you to lovebirds doin'!?"
"We're not lovebirds!"
"He wishes."
I do.
"Ah! One of these you two'll give into your love."
Diamond snickers, if it was a snicker of disbelief or agreement, I'll never know.
"Come, sit, sit!", he pretty much forces us into our seats, "So, Quincy, hows life?"
"Well you know, shit is awesome!"
I feel as if the bar, nay the whole world just glared at me.
"What did you say?", Diamond growled.
"Hm? I said good.", I say, with a smile.
The feeling disappears.
"We're not lovebirds!"
"He wishes."
I do.
"Ah! One of these you two'll give into your love."
Diamond snickers, if it was a snicker of disbelief or agreement, I'll never know.
"Come, sit, sit!", he pretty much forces us into our seats, "So, Quincy, hows life?"
"Well you know, shit is awesome!"
I feel as if the bar, nay the whole world just glared at me.
"What did you say?", Diamond growled.
"Hm? I said good.", I say, with a smile.
The feeling disappears.
[HEADING=1]In Connor's dream[/HEADING]
Connor runs up to a large lake, no way through it. "Damn it!" he yells as he tries to run around the lake, starting to get tired.
Connor runs up to a large lake, no way through it. "Damn it!" he yells as he tries to run around the lake, starting to get tired.