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Now you may be wondering, who was wearing the bolo tie? Me or the shark? Answer: YES!
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And then, without warning, he was sitting on nothing at all.

For one ridiculous moment, it seemed like just another gust of wind. And then the realization that pounded his leaping gut back down where it belonged: there was nothing but wind.

The ground tilted up toward him at a crazy angle, and his bag followed along behind more out of simple entanglement than any purposeful reaction. There wasn't time for that, or much of anything else, really. Only one thing made it through his mind intact, and it spewed directly out his lips.

"Oh fu-shit!"

The printed wings on his jacket billowed out mockingly, medical supplies fluttering out in his wake like ticker tape to celebrate another murderous triumph. His last half-formed thought before the ground connected was a frantic survey for the brake pedal.

He hit feet first, legs breaking his fall. And break they did. One bent before him. One simply shattered beneath him. Both produced the sorts of noises that sent people out of theaters with their hands over their ears. Or mouths. He crumpled heavily onto his side, completing his inadvertent, and unfortunate, demonstration of how exactly to survive a lengthy fall.

The comet's tail of debris struck all around him, though he didn't notice. Only vaguely did he even register his bag impacting not far away, his designated weapon scything into the ground through the thin canvas with a sharp, wet sound.
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NO. THERE IS NO MORE TIME, EVEN FOR CAKE. FOR YOU, THE CAKE IS OVER. YOU HAVE REACHED THE END OF CAKE.

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