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| What a wednesday. (Currently open RP) | Started by: WutWut on Mar 29, '09 18:51 |
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| Thank you for a wonderful read, sir :) | |
| Reply by: Frankie_Gogolak at Mar 29, '09 18:54 | |
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Wut stood there with his baseball bat in the 7-11, ready to swing... "Give me the money, NOW!", he screamed. "Look, I'm telling you, I don't have it!" Right then, at that very moment, he lost his patience and swung. It hit the worker right in the face. "Open that damn cash register!" "Alright, alright, I'll do it!" The worker got up and opened the cash register. In it was... "You son of a..." ...And everything went dark. |
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| Reply by: WutWut at Mar 29, '09 18:55 | |
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| Yeah, sorry... I ended up pressing enter. D: | |
| Reply by: WutWut at Mar 29, '09 18:56 | |
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Hawk walks out of the bathroom, still zipping up his fly, when he sees Wut standing there, and the lights then go out. Damn electric bill. |
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| Reply by: Darkhawk764 at Mar 29, '09 19:13 | |
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With the lights back on, Wut gets up and comes face to face with a gun. It's cold harsh metal brushing on his face, he's terrified. "Wh... Who are you?" "Me? Most of my buddies call me hawk. I was in the bathroom taking a... well, that's none of your business.", Hawk said. "But look here, man. This is my family's turf! So get the hell outta' here before I shoot you!", he spat. Hawk continued on for a few minutes, speaking of how much danger Wut was in and how he should look around at every street corner for Hawk's friends. ...But he didn't listen. If you were in his situation, you'd only be concentrating on the fact that there's a gun stuck to your temple. Just as he was doing. |
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| Reply by: WutWut at Mar 29, '09 19:22 | |
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