Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 173293 times)

"Okay, keep telling yourself that..." I say as I enter a bathroom. When I close and lock the door, the faint sound of me unzipping my jacket is heard. "AAAAUUUUUGGGHHHHH!" I scream.

I wake with a slight scream


I remove the rest of my clothes and begin crying in the shower. "I DON'T CARE IF I'M RETIRED! MY ASSASSIN SKILLS ARE GONE!"

I fast walk down the hallway, locking myself in a corner room and sitting in the corner.

I turn off the shower, get dried off, put my clothes back on and exit the bathroom. "ALEX! I need a hug..." I shout as my voice trails off to a mutter. "I think you broke me Alexia..."
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I sit in the corner, with my eyes peeked out just enough to where I could see all of my surroundings.

"Well that's my fault."

"Way to kick the manly out of me Alexia..." I say, voice quieter that usual. "If you fought me the first time I offered I'd be here but without the mental scarring of Alex trying to force a foot special interest upon me."

"Well I'm not a psychic."

"Well you should be..." saying that a lot less harsh than I should have.

"My apologies, Commander. Would you also like me to be able to fire lightning from my fingertips like my name is Palpatine? Or perhaps you'd like me to be able to summon an army of the undead in an instant?"

"No need to be so mean about it..." I say as I walk away. "Alex? Where you at?"

I shut my eyes very tight.

I open random doors until I find Alex cowering in a corner. "What's the matter with you?" I ask, my tone of voice not changing.