At 1/11/06 04:59 PM, Proteas wrote:
I went through that space time contineum rip under my chest of drawers...
You know that's funny, because earlier today I was lifting large amounts of weight without a shirt on when I got a call on my impressive flippy screen cell phone. I immediatly threw on my badass leather jacket and rode my motorcycle out of a third story window, because I keep it inside for just that kind of exit
As i drove out onto the open road I was joined by several individuals i could not see past the all black attire and helmets. the first two whipped out sub machine guns and preforated each other when I hit my breaks and spun out watching them fall. As their bikes exploded for no good reason I accelerated and came up behind the next.. As he, I'm assuming from the muffeled scream, fell and my bike rose into the sky seemingly propelled from the flames of his fallen craft. The last two jpined forces and held a length of chain out straight in my course. I jumped off my bike as they sped past. I landed standing on my seat and couldn't stop posing long enough to check on them being spun out of control by their own momentum.
When i finally got to the warehouse Godsmack was playing from some etherial source. My bike burst through the door and they couldn't be bothered to stop firing long enough to see I wasen't on it. As it exploded I used the inferno of my fallen ally and jumped through aiming twin berettas. The evil ones were knocked back amazing amounts of distance for handgun rounds. The guns were rocked out of my hands from the side and I rolled down and threw my now shredded jacket off. I yelled "That was new" to the the wresteler build goon. As he charged me I dove between his legs and came up behand him, bringing him to the floor. I heard his spine snap under my elbow and left him to burn, spitting out blood and going to face the final challenge.
After acending the stairs I felt the air grow colder. I opened the door to see his dark, lank shape under a spotlight. there was a chair with his prey tied to it in the corner. He scratched a patern into the wooden floor and lifted his eyes. He spoke "you never could let it end" I responded "It didn't have to be this way" to which he retorted "yes it did." and struck. I disarmed him as he landed a kick to my defined but not to the gay level midsection. He landed a punch to my face and sent me into the wall. He picks up his sword and charged. I gained jsut enough straength to hit the side of his blade and divert him into the window. In a moment of compassion I grabbed at his flailing arm and was brought to my knees by his weight. I stared into my lost comerades eyes and said "it doesn't have to be this way" He smiled with a forgotten pride and said "You never could let it end." He let go and fell incredibly slowly to his death.
At which point I untied LadyGrace and we did it