the battle at burgess
day 13.
the mob began to meet at burgess. i was chosen to be an insider since the leader was my brother. after having a dive-off in the pool to see who would control the family business, my brother just assumed he won and started taking over everything. now he became the very thing we were fighting. for some reason, before setting out to bring my brother down, tina and i kissed. i felt weird because i wasnt sure if i wanted to have a girlfriend now. it was, and still is, odd.
i set up camp about a mile away from burgess, across the rail yard, by the motel 8, or 6, i dont remember. all i can remember is the long walk from camp to burgess, which was an adventure in itself, what with the moving machinery and the skate-able rails and such. also, crossing the highway was a treat. i just wanted to whip out my pistol and shoot up some cars. but that would blow my cover.
i eventually made it inside the great hall, all the way up to the meeting room. i slipped into the security room and there was my brother and the butler and the cat. it all happened so fast that it is just a blur in my memory. i called out my brother, got mad and threw down a wine glass. but it was right in front of the cat. i fet bad. i picked up as much glass as i could as my brother ran from the room. i couldnt get the little shards out of the rug so i told the butler to vacuum them up, but i knew he wouldn't do it. he didnt want to disturb the meeting that was still going on. i cursed him and the glass shards inside my hands.
i was furious. i shot up the whole meeting. my first taste of death from my own hands. it was thrilling and sad. i ran and ran back to my camp in the parking lot of the motel. i couldnt stay there any longer. but my mission wasnt over. i had to go back and kill my brother. i didn't want to face him, but i had no choice.
i forged my way back to burgess, but couldn't get in unless someone came out. afterall, its a girl's dorm, and my proxy won't work there. but my brother could get in. and i had to kill him.
i made it inside as two girls walked out into the evening sun. i found a slew of paramedics and blood in the lobby. then i was hit over the head with a clock. i dont remember anything after that or how i made it back to my bed. but i awoke with the scream of my alarm and the guilt of murder and failed assassination on my shoulders.
i need to take more allergy medicine at night.
the mob began to meet at burgess. i was chosen to be an insider since the leader was my brother. after having a dive-off in the pool to see who would control the family business, my brother just assumed he won and started taking over everything. now he became the very thing we were fighting. for some reason, before setting out to bring my brother down, tina and i kissed. i felt weird because i wasnt sure if i wanted to have a girlfriend now. it was, and still is, odd.
i set up camp about a mile away from burgess, across the rail yard, by the motel 8, or 6, i dont remember. all i can remember is the long walk from camp to burgess, which was an adventure in itself, what with the moving machinery and the skate-able rails and such. also, crossing the highway was a treat. i just wanted to whip out my pistol and shoot up some cars. but that would blow my cover.
i eventually made it inside the great hall, all the way up to the meeting room. i slipped into the security room and there was my brother and the butler and the cat. it all happened so fast that it is just a blur in my memory. i called out my brother, got mad and threw down a wine glass. but it was right in front of the cat. i fet bad. i picked up as much glass as i could as my brother ran from the room. i couldnt get the little shards out of the rug so i told the butler to vacuum them up, but i knew he wouldn't do it. he didnt want to disturb the meeting that was still going on. i cursed him and the glass shards inside my hands.
i was furious. i shot up the whole meeting. my first taste of death from my own hands. it was thrilling and sad. i ran and ran back to my camp in the parking lot of the motel. i couldnt stay there any longer. but my mission wasnt over. i had to go back and kill my brother. i didn't want to face him, but i had no choice.
i forged my way back to burgess, but couldn't get in unless someone came out. afterall, its a girl's dorm, and my proxy won't work there. but my brother could get in. and i had to kill him.
i made it inside as two girls walked out into the evening sun. i found a slew of paramedics and blood in the lobby. then i was hit over the head with a clock. i dont remember anything after that or how i made it back to my bed. but i awoke with the scream of my alarm and the guilt of murder and failed assassination on my shoulders.
i need to take more allergy medicine at night.
posted by goodbyedearsun at 12:27 PM
1 Comments:
its gone. like my patience for your shenanigans. sucker.
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