He’s running up the road, right past me, seemingly without seeing me. I call out. I wave. I ask how he’s doing. He stops and slowly turns to face me. He raises his fists.
"It’s okay," I say. "I’m not going mess with you or anything."
He runs up and swings his fists, missing. I begin backing away.
"Please don’t," I say. "It’s okay."
He keeps running at me, swinging his fists. I continue backpedaling, and bring out my revolver.
"Don’t," I say. Please stop."
He says nothing. He doesn’t stop. I fire one shot.
I look down the road in both directions. No one else is around. I don’t bother looting him. I suspect he doesn’t have much. I look at him for a while, then leave.
It’s the first time I’ve ever killed another player. As I reach the treeline, it begins to rain.
This shit is hilarious.
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- travelingmax said:Who are your favorite hip-hop artists?
Here are my Top 5, dead or alive.
- Big Harry O.
- Judge Andrew Napolitano
- New York’s Own PS 59 (4th/5th Grade)
Now that Harry Potter’s over…
Let’s straighten our bow ties
Let’s put on our fezzes
And, most importantly of...
Going Away to College - blink-182
"where has this album been all my life?" - me, 8th grade/freshman year of college