Prose, poetry, fiction, and rambles from people with a bit too much time on their hands.

The clock tolls midnight.

What’s in my attache case again?
A quick check shows only herbs and empty guns.
Where’s the merchant when you need him?
Fuck.

How many bullets left in my handgun?
A quick check shows only one.
No barrels or boxes nearby either?
Fuck.

Detras de ti, imbecil!

Goddamn zombies.

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2 Comments on “The clock tolls midnight.”

  1. Anh says:

    okay, so this is what happens when you get owned in resident evil.

    ANH the superwomANH, comes to kick ass with like a tree branch and some leaves that just happen to be on the floor. She practically saves the whole world AT THE SAME TIME she saves Ananta’s life πŸ˜€ than [continued] they go hangout later on drinking some ramune AND chilling with everyone else just like old times.
    ^___________^

    try out metal gear sometime!
    it was pretty good game HAHAHA
    or just go fucking pro in RE πŸ˜€

  2. Luis says:

    Haha, great.

    I never understood exactly what he DID with those green herbs…. heh heh…


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