(Double post, I know. But it doesn't fit into the previous one. It's on topic!)
Romantically Apocalyptic wrote:
"GUM! GUM! STICK TO THE BOTTOM OF THE SHOES! SHOES WON'T STEP ON ROACHES, ROACHES WON'T ATTACK THE EXTERMINATOR, EXTERMINATOR WON'T EXTERMINATE RATS, RATS WON'T COOK FOR FOOD CRITIC, FOOD CRITIC WON'T..."
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"Is this story actually going somewhere?" Snippy inquired. "Because it sure feels like it won't ever end."
"If you keep interrupting me, you shall learn nothing of value. I have yet to tell you about Dentures, Dentist, and G-Directorate sweetener!" I wiggled my head at Snippey.
"Can you just skip the quest for the knife and get to the point where you meet Captain?" Snippy asked.
"Fine!" I beeped and winded the cookie forward.
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The G-SUPERCENTER burned. Pillars of smoke rose into the sky. Dex fire-brigade units were struggling to contain the inferno.
Crowds of Users dressed up as various insects sung songs of "Escalator to heaven", holding hands.
I held the Swiss-knife in my teeth, slicing through the graphite tape.
"CONGRATULATIONS ON TAKING A STEP TO BRING DOWN ZEE SYSTEM, FRIEND." A voice from behind me spoke.
"HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO JOIN ME ON A GRAND ADVENTURE AT THE END OF THE WORLD?"
You gotta love Romantically Apocalyptic. I met the artist at a convention a few weeks ago, he's such a cool/great guy.
Automation engineer, lateral thinker, soldier, addicted to music, books and gaming.
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Flatfingers wrote:
23.01.2017: "Show me the smoldering corpse of Perfectionist Josh"