Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Villains or Vigilantes: Chapter Three
Nicholas rubbed his eyes. Had he really seen what he thought he'd seen? Maybe this was simply a hallucination, a side effect of being alone for so long. He leaned against the grimy, dirty wall and slid down to sit on the ground. Just as he was getting comfortable he heard a whistling getting closer to him. He slowly stood to his feet and listened intently. As the whistling got closer he identified it as....I don't wanna miss a thing by Aerosmith? He swung his arm and the chain shot out like a whip at the unidentified figure. It didn't hit its mark and instead hit something else metal and sparks flew out. Nicholas heard the darkest laughter he'd ever heard in his life. "Hold your horses there...i don't know what you'd rather be called? Indiana Jones or The Man in the iron chains?" the man said in an irish accent."Who are you" Nicholas asked. "Names Bidel, some little girl appeared in my fuckin cell two days ago, says to come to Hollywood and come to this alleyway to find someone to help me to find out who killed her. I tell her that i'm in a fuckin prison cell and next thing i know all the cell doors open and i'm the only one to get away. Everyone else gets shot. I figure, hey maybe this girl is a guardian angel...or the opposite." Bidel walks into the light. Nicholas sees that he is wearing pretty much a full tuxedo except without the jacket. And in addition, is holding an axe in each hand. Bidel walks up to Nicholas revealing the most murderous eyes that Nicholas has ever seen. Even though they were brown, they had a reddish tint to them as if demonic and it was plain to see all the bloodshed behind those eyes. Bidel moved real close and said, "Now, since this girl busted me out; I kind of owe her a favor don't i? And if you're supposed to help me, then i'm not really going to give you a choice in the matter" Bidel smiled with his ravenous teeth. "Now what choice will it be?" Nicholas looked down at his dirty hands and then looked up and said, "In a world of war and ever-rising bloodshed, what choice do i have but to fuck some shit up?"
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Yeah, let's fuck this shit up!
-Sir Jestro
Dude, I love your imagery!
Write faster, I want more!
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