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You hate the world! You fucking hate the people! You spend the money you've been saving on a .45 semi-auto. You drive around the next evening. You drive for four hours. You see a old man sitting on his porch on a sidestreet you drive down. He | You hate the world! You fucking hate the people! You spend the money you've been saving on a unregistered .45 semi-auto. You drive around the next evening. You drive for four hours. You see a old man sitting on his porch on a sidestreet you drive down. He looks up at you with wet bleary eyes. You stop the car and raise the gun. You plug one loud air cracking round. The man flys up against the wall and he falls down dead on the porch. A wide spray of blood around the chair he was sitting in. This is like a orgasm, but even better! The best moment of your life. You feel high for three days. Nothing gets you down. You have a mission in life. | ||
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*1 [[A break and enter then murder thing next]] | |||
*2 [[A church drive by next]] | |||
*3 [[You try to abduct somebody now]] | |||
*4 [[You start making a list]] | |||
*5 [[You decide to leave a token at each killing]] | |||
*6 [[You decide to collect something from each kill for now on]] | |||
[[Category: Hyperwiki Adventure]] | [[Category: Hyperwiki Adventure]] | ||
[[Category: Insane Killer]] | [[Category: Insane Killer]] | ||
Latest revision as of 01:13, 18 October 2009
You hate the world! You fucking hate the people! You spend the money you've been saving on a unregistered .45 semi-auto. You drive around the next evening. You drive for four hours. You see a old man sitting on his porch on a sidestreet you drive down. He looks up at you with wet bleary eyes. You stop the car and raise the gun. You plug one loud air cracking round. The man flys up against the wall and he falls down dead on the porch. A wide spray of blood around the chair he was sitting in. This is like a orgasm, but even better! The best moment of your life. You feel high for three days. Nothing gets you down. You have a mission in life.
