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Of Mice and Men Part 2: The Revenge!!!!!!!!!!!

Episode 7: "Pick a color, live forever."

Reggie stood at 8 feet , towering over the frail, breakable horse scrotum of an old woman beneath him.. She laughed as His hulking, green metal suit glistened.... She laughed calmly and shuffled through her purse. "Hands up, now..." Reggie said, but he was not a commanding figure.. .his voice was still that of a nerd. And not enough to dissuade this nemesis that he had from pulling out a paper fan and starting to flutter herself, taking a step back and beginning...." You really don't stop to think, do you, sonny?" She asked..." Why is all of this happening? " She looked straight into his eyes..." We met before.. you know where."
Reggie remembered....("YOU MISERABLE PIECE OF SHIT!!!") then the pie.. then the humiliation... He opened his eyes and she was still standing there. "Yes. I remember." He squeaked.
" The convenient store where you worked.... You were always a slacker... and i noticed you.... Graduating high school , not going to college... ending up on the 2nd shift of that... that... place with the slushies..."
"I loved my job!" He yelled. " Then you lied to my manager about giving you the wrong change for a hundred.... and got me fired!"
" You were wasting your time there.... " She said.."I was setting things in motion..." Reggie looked up like a cabbage patched kid punched in the face by the gardener...." I knew you would run out of the store... I KNEW that the truck was coming then...."
Reggie froze... she smiled...." It was I ,who manipulated everything to give you the suit.... "
"Why didnt you just give it to me?!" He screamed, voice cracking, bladder buldging... he almost wet himself, but bit his lip and held it in......
" Circumstances.... " She said. " My friend with the bull horn here works for a black project within your own government called ARKAMEDES.... a secret group whom have been stealing ideas from science fiction movies and implementing them as real weapons..... Hence the lightsabres... and the." she finished her sentence in body language, motioning her frail liver spotted arms toward Reggie and the MJOLNIR shell.
" They DID rip it off of my game!" Reggie realized, gazing. " And you DIDNT kill my parents? "
" No, my dear. I did not kill your father, or your mother, that bitch."
Reggie growled.. the suit's speaker system amplified it and she actually managed a gasp as she played with her dentures, rattling them around her mouth.
"Sorry to offend, boy... but you must know the truth..." She began as the man in the three piece suit walked up to him. he stood between Reggie and the window to the right. She looked at him, squarely.." YOUR FATHER WAS AN ALIEN AND YOUR MOTHER WAS A SLUT!!!!!" She laughed as he stepped back.
the wind was out of him.. he fell back into a booth, crashing it as a family paid their ticket by discover card, getting 1% back on their next purchase, and left. Reggie was dazed by this revelation.... The old lady in purple laughed, grabbing a fresh ,new pumpkin pie and backing up as he stood again.
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Sam and the Mayor boarded a helicoptor on top of the city hall and lifted off.... they flew westward over the first , then second mountain range away from the city and toward the middle of BUMFUCK...... The coptor sat down on a helipad near some bushes... which he and the mayor walked to, activating a door in the rock that only the mayor knew about . It opened into a subterrainnean labratory..... they got on an elevator, went down to the storage facility to a lab where there were 2 lab technicians, a scientist and a yellow hulk of machinery lying on the floor beneath them. " What do you think, Sam? " The scientist said. " You're the only person i know that the city would trust with this thing." Sam looked at him. , smiling. "I'll do what i can." He began to step into the second, Yellow MJOLNIR!!!!!!!!!


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