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"The six of spades? Why’s that important?" Asked the hooded figure in a low, gruff, obviously put on voice.
"The card! The card!" Shouted the person opposite him. "The card!"
"What about the card? WHAT ABOUT IT!?"
"The ca..." A knife came flying in through the open window. It narrowly missed the hooded figure, just grazing his head.
"Hey I needed a haircut! Thanks!"
The knife stuck in the wall opposite. Grix, for he was the hooded figure, walked over to the embedded knife. Carefully he examined it. Nothing. There was nothing on the knife... Except for...
___________________
The drunken YH lurched down the street. His head was spinning. Why was everything sideways?
After a stumble he found solice on the pavement... where he promptly fell asleep.
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The symbol. A winged skeleton.
"What the hell does that mean?" pondered the fascinated Grix. He’d only ever seen that picture once before. But this couldn’t be the same thing. It just couldn’t!
He awoke with a pounding head and one hell of a fogged memory.
"Eh?"
He was fixed to a wall.
"what the?!?!?!"
The letters WSAR were scrawled in blood on the opposite wall. His blood.
Detaching himself from the wall he walked out of the alley and out in to the sunlight.
"ARGHHHH!!! Natural light! It hurts it hurts!"
______________
"They must have broken through. I knew Snipers crappy seal wouldn’t work" Came the voice of Venombyte across the room.
"I knew we shouldn’t have let him do that"
"Yeah well it’s done, it’s open again. There’s no point blaming Sniper now it’s done, it’s done. The question is, what are we gonna do about it?" Grix replied.
"I think we should cover them in ectoplasm" Said er-no. His suggestion was met by a glare from Tony which reduced him to just "er".
"Well there’s only one way we can deal with them isn’t there" Voiced Tony, whose eyes were still firmly fixed on Joby.
"We have to go and meet them, beat them and seal them up again. Except this time we won’t let Sniper seal it. It should be done by the wise one.
Blank faces stared back at him
"Oh for God sake"
_________________
He was cornered.
"Who said dark alleys were safe?" Thought YH as he was approached.
" You’re the first of many came the voice of one of the men. The rest will fall soon."
"Oh brother, not again" Said YH
The members of the Winged Skeletal Apocalypse Riders were close now.
One spat in YH’s eye.
"You’re really crusin’ for a bruisin’, you know that?" Growled YH disgustedly.
He prepared himself for the inevitable fight... It never came.
__________________
"YH!!!!!!" Called the SR Posse collectively. They all backflipped over the WSAR members (Well I say all but really I mean only RBS) and stood in line with YH.
"I’m gonna enjoy this" Said the WSAR leader in a gruff voice.
"GET THEM!"
It was total carnage. Bodies lay everywhere. If only they’d known the outcome, I doubt they would have even bothered trying to save him.
"Well, that’s that" said Grix, "they’re all knocked out. Now let’s cart the sods back off to Sony Headquarters and seal them in"
And with that they left, WSAR members in tow.
" He was right ya know" Came Grix’s voice from the front.
"Who was?" replied Sheepy.
"The bloke in the pub. He pulled out the six of spades. And that’s exactly right! We used six spades and dealt with them all"
"The card! The card!" Shouted the person opposite him. "The card!"
"What about the card? WHAT ABOUT IT!?"
"The ca..." A knife came flying in through the open window. It narrowly missed the hooded figure, just grazing his head.
"Hey I needed a haircut! Thanks!"
The knife stuck in the wall opposite. Grix, for he was the hooded figure, walked over to the embedded knife. Carefully he examined it. Nothing. There was nothing on the knife... Except for...
___________________
The drunken YH lurched down the street. His head was spinning. Why was everything sideways?
After a stumble he found solice on the pavement... where he promptly fell asleep.
________________
The symbol. A winged skeleton.
"What the hell does that mean?" pondered the fascinated Grix. He’d only ever seen that picture once before. But this couldn’t be the same thing. It just couldn’t!
He awoke with a pounding head and one hell of a fogged memory.
"Eh?"
He was fixed to a wall.
"what the?!?!?!"
The letters WSAR were scrawled in blood on the opposite wall. His blood.
Detaching himself from the wall he walked out of the alley and out in to the sunlight.
"ARGHHHH!!! Natural light! It hurts it hurts!"
______________
"They must have broken through. I knew Snipers crappy seal wouldn’t work" Came the voice of Venombyte across the room.
"I knew we shouldn’t have let him do that"
"Yeah well it’s done, it’s open again. There’s no point blaming Sniper now it’s done, it’s done. The question is, what are we gonna do about it?" Grix replied.
"I think we should cover them in ectoplasm" Said er-no. His suggestion was met by a glare from Tony which reduced him to just "er".
"Well there’s only one way we can deal with them isn’t there" Voiced Tony, whose eyes were still firmly fixed on Joby.
"We have to go and meet them, beat them and seal them up again. Except this time we won’t let Sniper seal it. It should be done by the wise one.
Blank faces stared back at him
"Oh for God sake"
_________________
He was cornered.
"Who said dark alleys were safe?" Thought YH as he was approached.
" You’re the first of many came the voice of one of the men. The rest will fall soon."
"Oh brother, not again" Said YH
The members of the Winged Skeletal Apocalypse Riders were close now.
One spat in YH’s eye.
"You’re really crusin’ for a bruisin’, you know that?" Growled YH disgustedly.
He prepared himself for the inevitable fight... It never came.
__________________
"YH!!!!!!" Called the SR Posse collectively. They all backflipped over the WSAR members (Well I say all but really I mean only RBS) and stood in line with YH.
"I’m gonna enjoy this" Said the WSAR leader in a gruff voice.
"GET THEM!"
It was total carnage. Bodies lay everywhere. If only they’d known the outcome, I doubt they would have even bothered trying to save him.
"Well, that’s that" said Grix, "they’re all knocked out. Now let’s cart the sods back off to Sony Headquarters and seal them in"
And with that they left, WSAR members in tow.
" He was right ya know" Came Grix’s voice from the front.
"Who was?" replied Sheepy.
"The bloke in the pub. He pulled out the six of spades. And that’s exactly right! We used six spades and dealt with them all"
"The six of spades? Why’s that important?" Asked the hooded figure in a low, gruff, obviously put on voice.
"The card! The card!" Shouted the person opposite him. "The card!"
"What about the card? WHAT ABOUT IT!?"
"The ca..." A knife came flying in through the open window. It narrowly missed the hooded figure, just grazing his head.
"Hey I needed a haircut! Thanks!"
The knife stuck in the wall opposite. Grix, for he was the hooded figure, walked over to the embedded knife. Carefully he examined it. Nothing. There was nothing on the knife... Except for...
___________________
The drunken YH lurched down the street. His head was spinning. Why was everything sideways?
After a stumble he found solice on the pavement... where he promptly fell asleep.
________________
The symbol. A winged skeleton.
"What the hell does that mean?" pondered the fascinated Grix. He’d only ever seen that picture once before. But this couldn’t be the same thing. It just couldn’t!
He awoke with a pounding head and one hell of a fogged memory.
"Eh?"
He was fixed to a wall.
"what the?!?!?!"
The letters WSAR were scrawled in blood on the opposite wall. His blood.
Detaching himself from the wall he walked out of the alley and out in to the sunlight.
"ARGHHHH!!! Natural light! It hurts it hurts!"
______________
"They must have broken through. I knew Snipers crappy seal wouldn’t work" Came the voice of Venombyte across the room.
"I knew we shouldn’t have let him do that"
"Yeah well it’s done, it’s open again. There’s no point blaming Sniper now it’s done, it’s done. The question is, what are we gonna do about it?" Grix replied.
"I think we should cover them in ectoplasm" Said er-no. His suggestion was met by a glare from Tony which reduced him to just "er".
"Well there’s only one way we can deal with them isn’t there" Voiced Tony, whose eyes were still firmly fixed on Joby.
"We have to go and meet them, beat them and seal them up again. Except this time we won’t let Sniper seal it. It should be done by the wise one.
Blank faces stared back at him
"Oh for God sake"
_________________
He was cornered.
"Who said dark alleys were safe?" Thought YH as he was approached.
" You’re the first of many came the voice of one of the men. The rest will fall soon."
"Oh brother, not again" Said YH
The members of the Winged Skeletal Apocalypse Riders were close now.
One spat in YH’s eye.
"You’re really crusin’ for a bruisin’, you know that?" Growled YH disgustedly.
He prepared himself for the inevitable fight... It never came.
__________________
"YH!!!!!!" Called the SR Posse collectively. They all backflipped over the WSAR members (Well I say all but really I mean only RBS) and stood in line with YH.
"I’m gonna enjoy this" Said the WSAR leader in a gruff voice.
"GET THEM!"
It was total carnage. Bodies lay everywhere. If only they’d known the outcome, I doubt they would have even bothered trying to save him.
"Well, that’s that" said Grix, "they’re all knocked out. Now let’s cart the sods back off to Sony Headquarters and seal them in"
And with that they left, WSAR members in tow.
" He was right ya know" Came Grix’s voice from the front.
"Who was?" replied Sheepy.
"The bloke in the pub. He pulled out the six of spades. And that’s exactly right! We used six spades and dealt with them all"
"The card! The card!" Shouted the person opposite him. "The card!"
"What about the card? WHAT ABOUT IT!?"
"The ca..." A knife came flying in through the open window. It narrowly missed the hooded figure, just grazing his head.
"Hey I needed a haircut! Thanks!"
The knife stuck in the wall opposite. Grix, for he was the hooded figure, walked over to the embedded knife. Carefully he examined it. Nothing. There was nothing on the knife... Except for...
___________________
The drunken YH lurched down the street. His head was spinning. Why was everything sideways?
After a stumble he found solice on the pavement... where he promptly fell asleep.
________________
The symbol. A winged skeleton.
"What the hell does that mean?" pondered the fascinated Grix. He’d only ever seen that picture once before. But this couldn’t be the same thing. It just couldn’t!
He awoke with a pounding head and one hell of a fogged memory.
"Eh?"
He was fixed to a wall.
"what the?!?!?!"
The letters WSAR were scrawled in blood on the opposite wall. His blood.
Detaching himself from the wall he walked out of the alley and out in to the sunlight.
"ARGHHHH!!! Natural light! It hurts it hurts!"
______________
"They must have broken through. I knew Snipers crappy seal wouldn’t work" Came the voice of Venombyte across the room.
"I knew we shouldn’t have let him do that"
"Yeah well it’s done, it’s open again. There’s no point blaming Sniper now it’s done, it’s done. The question is, what are we gonna do about it?" Grix replied.
"I think we should cover them in ectoplasm" Said er-no. His suggestion was met by a glare from Tony which reduced him to just "er".
"Well there’s only one way we can deal with them isn’t there" Voiced Tony, whose eyes were still firmly fixed on Joby.
"We have to go and meet them, beat them and seal them up again. Except this time we won’t let Sniper seal it. It should be done by the wise one.
Blank faces stared back at him
"Oh for God sake"
_________________
He was cornered.
"Who said dark alleys were safe?" Thought YH as he was approached.
" You’re the first of many came the voice of one of the men. The rest will fall soon."
"Oh brother, not again" Said YH
The members of the Winged Skeletal Apocalypse Riders were close now.
One spat in YH’s eye.
"You’re really crusin’ for a bruisin’, you know that?" Growled YH disgustedly.
He prepared himself for the inevitable fight... It never came.
__________________
"YH!!!!!!" Called the SR Posse collectively. They all backflipped over the WSAR members (Well I say all but really I mean only RBS) and stood in line with YH.
"I’m gonna enjoy this" Said the WSAR leader in a gruff voice.
"GET THEM!"
It was total carnage. Bodies lay everywhere. If only they’d known the outcome, I doubt they would have even bothered trying to save him.
"Well, that’s that" said Grix, "they’re all knocked out. Now let’s cart the sods back off to Sony Headquarters and seal them in"
And with that they left, WSAR members in tow.
" He was right ya know" Came Grix’s voice from the front.
"Who was?" replied Sheepy.
"The bloke in the pub. He pulled out the six of spades. And that’s exactly right! We used six spades and dealt with them all"
how did you that was my card - are you some sort of witch
Why am i always the drunk one!?!??! Just because i'm a student doesn't mean to say i'm always drunk.
Just most of the time. :-)
Still good story mate, well done!
Just most of the time. :-)
Still good story mate, well done!
Your Honour wrote:
> Why am i always the drunk one!?!??! Just because i'm a student
> doesn't mean to say i'm always drunk.
Just most of the
> time. :-)
Lol
Still good story mate, well done!
Thanks :-D
> Why am i always the drunk one!?!??! Just because i'm a student
> doesn't mean to say i'm always drunk.
Just most of the
> time. :-)
Lol
Still good story mate, well done!
Thanks :-D
Your Honour wrote:
> Why am i always the drunk one!?!??! Just because i'm a student
> doesn't mean to say i'm always drunk.
If its on real life, I should be the drunk one :D
Great Read Shanksy!
> Why am i always the drunk one!?!??! Just because i'm a student
> doesn't mean to say i'm always drunk.
If its on real life, I should be the drunk one :D
Great Read Shanksy!
Skanksy even!
Damn keys in wrong places!
Damn keys in wrong places!
Speaking of spades...
The Motorhead song - Ace of Spades.
Apparently, because he was bored with the same old lyrics, Lemmy (lead singer, rock god for those not in the know) decided to change the lyrics while on tour. He change them too 'The eight of spades' for a joke. He sang these lyrics for eight years. Then he changed them back because no-one had noticed.
The Motorhead song - Ace of Spades.
Apparently, because he was bored with the same old lyrics, Lemmy (lead singer, rock god for those not in the know) decided to change the lyrics while on tour. He change them too 'The eight of spades' for a joke. He sang these lyrics for eight years. Then he changed them back because no-one had noticed.