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I layed on the floor fainted for what seemed like forever. How could something like this happen to me? Why do things always happen to me? Flashes of what led up to this crowded my mind until it was a full blown flashback.
Today was the beauty contest. There wasn't many people that I was up against really. Out of Pappa Lozarou, Mystique, er-no, and Lord H I would have to say that Lord H would have to be my competition. We all got ready backstage as we heard the crowd begin to enter the autitorium. None of us had picked out what we would where yet but we all kept in mind that if we won there was a huge cash prize awaiting us.
Lord H was having a conversation with a black clothed man next to the men's bathroom. I knew Lord H from past competitions and he was pretty good, but I always took home the prize. I read a strange look of evil in his eyes everytime he meets up with failure. I wish him good luck.
The order we would go out was first Pappa Lazorou, second Mystique, third er-no, fourth me, and last Lord H.
Pappa Lazarou runs over to me wearing a black t-shirt under a gray vest and baggy jeans and says to me "Drunk Cow what do you think of my oufit for now?" I answered "Cool" to be a nice person but i knew in my head that my hoodded sweater red tank-top combo was going to blow the crowd away. In the distance Mystique and er-no applied their make up and nice matching bathing suits. Mystique and er-no say their not a couple but my gut tells me that they are more that meets the eye.
RUMBBBLLLEEEE! A strange tremer shakes up the whole autitorium leaving me thinking that probably this wasn't the best day for a contest. Though I did want to win that money badly. I ran to my dressing room to get myself ready for the contest. As I entered my room I noticed that my black hoodded sweater had been tampered with.
It had white paint dripping from all sides! I nearly screamed as I looked in my closet for something else to wear over my white tank-top. I found a cool looking sleeveless hoodded sweater that was the same black tone as the other one once was. I put on all my cloths and realized that this had looked better than the last one. I then walked of my dressing room and saw that Pappa Lozarou was on stage already. I tip toed to the curtains to take a looked at how he was doing.
Pappa Lazarou was at his best walking up and down a small catwalk that was made for this occasion. But when Pappa Lazarou returned for his last go around the catwalk, he slipped on a wierd liquid that was ozzing across the floor. He then falls over the auidience crowd and breaks his neck. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh" I screamed as I witnessed the death of a good friend. Pairametics rushed to the rescue, and took him away.
Everyone in the auditorium was quite for a while. A speaker then gets on the catwalk and says "A horrible tragity has just happened but the show must go on until their is a winner". To be safe er-no, Mystique, and I decided that the next walk we would do together. We inched are way through the curtains still shocked by what had happened to our dear mate.
We were all at touching distance from each other and we knew that nothing bad would happen to us if we stuck together. Another tremer shook us tremendously. We thought it would go away but it just continued to worsen and worsen until the ground shook so much that the catwalk started growing fissures on the floor. The fissures grew wider and me and Mystique fell in but we managed to grab onto the edges.
Me and Mystique yelled for er-no madly for him to help us up. Our grip wasn't that good and we knew that he would only have time to save one person. Er-no didn't give another thought before he grasped Mystique's hand and helps her up. I didn't blame him really they were in love and now I could see. That's when I saw it as clear as it came.
My hand slips and I begin to fall. I reached the ground a couple moments later and noticed that it wasn't that deep at all. But then the gap started to close and soon the walls would cave in so much that I would be buried alive. I struggled my way up the rocky gap wall but it seemed to steep. Mytique throws down a rope and I scramble my way up in a hurry. As I recovered to my feet I hear the gap close with a load boom.
Surprisingly the most of the crowd were still in ther seats. If I were them I would of fled a long time ago. Another speaker went up to the catwalk to accompany us three. He was the same man that Lord H was speeking to earlier. He said that since us three were to exhausted to walk now, Pappa Lazorou is ingured or dead, and that the contest had to be decided today or never, that Lord H was the winner by default. This was to many bad things happening for one day so I decided to investigate the lower floor of the autitorium in search of any clues why the tremers started.
Mystique and er-no asked if they could go with me and I agreed of course. All of us scampered down the stairs and lurked through the dark abannaned floor. The room was riddled with empty wooden boxes filled with cloths and other fasion related stuff. There was a metal boxes that seemed to make alot of noise in the middle of the room. I walked over and touched a few buttons on it. Suddenly the whole room started to shake again. The rumble made me fall atop the box and press a red button and the shaking stoped automaticly.
Mystique=That box must be the thing that has been causing all the earthquakes.
er-no=Who could have placed it in here?
(out of the shadows appears the black clothed man along with Lord H)
Lord H=Get out of here now. I all have this contest in the bag.
Me=You two have been the ones causing all this trouble. You did it to make yourself win the money. You were the one that soiled my sweater. That means you put that liquid on the floor to kill Pappa Lazorou.
Lord H=Ding ding ding, you got it gunius.
(I pick up a sharp loose piece of wood while no one is looking)
er-no=Is money that important to you Lord H, or is it the fact that we always win and you never have.
Lord H=Look at your cloths they are filthy and dirty, and mines are perfectly clean. I deserve to win.
I had had enough of these two. My anger ate away from inside me. Thoughts of Pappa Lazorou filled my brain. These two had to pay for what they did. My anger took a hold of my body and I ran like a crazy man at Lord H with the sharp wood in my hand. The black clothed man quickly took a gun from his jacket and shot one bullet toward my chest.
And here I am now. That's all I that led up to my soon coming death. I hear Mystique and er-no screaming "No, Drunk Cow!" and I can't help feel that they were my truest of friends.At that moment I had a plan. I had to distract them. I picked up the stick that I once had in my hand and threw it softly at Lord H. At that time when I had their attension focused on me er-no charged at Lord H and Mystique charged at the dark clothed man.
I then took my final breath and died with the thought that Mystique and er-no would turn out ok. Lord H went insane after all his looses. My friends will always succeed in my place now that I'm gone.
I wish them good luck......
THE END
Drunk
Today was the beauty contest. There wasn't many people that I was up against really. Out of Pappa Lozarou, Mystique, er-no, and Lord H I would have to say that Lord H would have to be my competition. We all got ready backstage as we heard the crowd begin to enter the autitorium. None of us had picked out what we would where yet but we all kept in mind that if we won there was a huge cash prize awaiting us.
Lord H was having a conversation with a black clothed man next to the men's bathroom. I knew Lord H from past competitions and he was pretty good, but I always took home the prize. I read a strange look of evil in his eyes everytime he meets up with failure. I wish him good luck.
The order we would go out was first Pappa Lazorou, second Mystique, third er-no, fourth me, and last Lord H.
Pappa Lazarou runs over to me wearing a black t-shirt under a gray vest and baggy jeans and says to me "Drunk Cow what do you think of my oufit for now?" I answered "Cool" to be a nice person but i knew in my head that my hoodded sweater red tank-top combo was going to blow the crowd away. In the distance Mystique and er-no applied their make up and nice matching bathing suits. Mystique and er-no say their not a couple but my gut tells me that they are more that meets the eye.
RUMBBBLLLEEEE! A strange tremer shakes up the whole autitorium leaving me thinking that probably this wasn't the best day for a contest. Though I did want to win that money badly. I ran to my dressing room to get myself ready for the contest. As I entered my room I noticed that my black hoodded sweater had been tampered with.
It had white paint dripping from all sides! I nearly screamed as I looked in my closet for something else to wear over my white tank-top. I found a cool looking sleeveless hoodded sweater that was the same black tone as the other one once was. I put on all my cloths and realized that this had looked better than the last one. I then walked of my dressing room and saw that Pappa Lozarou was on stage already. I tip toed to the curtains to take a looked at how he was doing.
Pappa Lazarou was at his best walking up and down a small catwalk that was made for this occasion. But when Pappa Lazarou returned for his last go around the catwalk, he slipped on a wierd liquid that was ozzing across the floor. He then falls over the auidience crowd and breaks his neck. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh" I screamed as I witnessed the death of a good friend. Pairametics rushed to the rescue, and took him away.
Everyone in the auditorium was quite for a while. A speaker then gets on the catwalk and says "A horrible tragity has just happened but the show must go on until their is a winner". To be safe er-no, Mystique, and I decided that the next walk we would do together. We inched are way through the curtains still shocked by what had happened to our dear mate.
We were all at touching distance from each other and we knew that nothing bad would happen to us if we stuck together. Another tremer shook us tremendously. We thought it would go away but it just continued to worsen and worsen until the ground shook so much that the catwalk started growing fissures on the floor. The fissures grew wider and me and Mystique fell in but we managed to grab onto the edges.
Me and Mystique yelled for er-no madly for him to help us up. Our grip wasn't that good and we knew that he would only have time to save one person. Er-no didn't give another thought before he grasped Mystique's hand and helps her up. I didn't blame him really they were in love and now I could see. That's when I saw it as clear as it came.
My hand slips and I begin to fall. I reached the ground a couple moments later and noticed that it wasn't that deep at all. But then the gap started to close and soon the walls would cave in so much that I would be buried alive. I struggled my way up the rocky gap wall but it seemed to steep. Mytique throws down a rope and I scramble my way up in a hurry. As I recovered to my feet I hear the gap close with a load boom.
Surprisingly the most of the crowd were still in ther seats. If I were them I would of fled a long time ago. Another speaker went up to the catwalk to accompany us three. He was the same man that Lord H was speeking to earlier. He said that since us three were to exhausted to walk now, Pappa Lazorou is ingured or dead, and that the contest had to be decided today or never, that Lord H was the winner by default. This was to many bad things happening for one day so I decided to investigate the lower floor of the autitorium in search of any clues why the tremers started.
Mystique and er-no asked if they could go with me and I agreed of course. All of us scampered down the stairs and lurked through the dark abannaned floor. The room was riddled with empty wooden boxes filled with cloths and other fasion related stuff. There was a metal boxes that seemed to make alot of noise in the middle of the room. I walked over and touched a few buttons on it. Suddenly the whole room started to shake again. The rumble made me fall atop the box and press a red button and the shaking stoped automaticly.
Mystique=That box must be the thing that has been causing all the earthquakes.
er-no=Who could have placed it in here?
(out of the shadows appears the black clothed man along with Lord H)
Lord H=Get out of here now. I all have this contest in the bag.
Me=You two have been the ones causing all this trouble. You did it to make yourself win the money. You were the one that soiled my sweater. That means you put that liquid on the floor to kill Pappa Lazorou.
Lord H=Ding ding ding, you got it gunius.
(I pick up a sharp loose piece of wood while no one is looking)
er-no=Is money that important to you Lord H, or is it the fact that we always win and you never have.
Lord H=Look at your cloths they are filthy and dirty, and mines are perfectly clean. I deserve to win.
I had had enough of these two. My anger ate away from inside me. Thoughts of Pappa Lazorou filled my brain. These two had to pay for what they did. My anger took a hold of my body and I ran like a crazy man at Lord H with the sharp wood in my hand. The black clothed man quickly took a gun from his jacket and shot one bullet toward my chest.
And here I am now. That's all I that led up to my soon coming death. I hear Mystique and er-no screaming "No, Drunk Cow!" and I can't help feel that they were my truest of friends.At that moment I had a plan. I had to distract them. I picked up the stick that I once had in my hand and threw it softly at Lord H. At that time when I had their attension focused on me er-no charged at Lord H and Mystique charged at the dark clothed man.
I then took my final breath and died with the thought that Mystique and er-no would turn out ok. Lord H went insane after all his looses. My friends will always succeed in my place now that I'm gone.
I wish them good luck......
THE END
Drunk
Ultima Weapon wrote:
> Ning ning! Quite good.
>
> UW.
Thank you.
;)
> Ning ning! Quite good.
>
> UW.
Thank you.
;)
I wrote this because I lost my election. It was sort of inspiration.
Ok...I didn't read it all that properly cos I'm tired but lemme get this straight.. You start of with a Fashion show...and end up with yet another blood bath disaster?
You crazy American Cow.
Me like.
You crazy American Cow.
Me like.
I layed on the floor fainted for what seemed like forever. How could something like this happen to me? Why do things always happen to me? Flashes of what led up to this crowded my mind until it was a full blown flashback.
Today was the beauty contest. There wasn't many people that I was up against really. Out of Pappa Lozarou, Mystique, er-no, and Lord H I would have to say that Lord H would have to be my competition. We all got ready backstage as we heard the crowd begin to enter the autitorium. None of us had picked out what we would where yet but we all kept in mind that if we won there was a huge cash prize awaiting us.
Lord H was having a conversation with a black clothed man next to the men's bathroom. I knew Lord H from past competitions and he was pretty good, but I always took home the prize. I read a strange look of evil in his eyes everytime he meets up with failure. I wish him good luck.
The order we would go out was first Pappa Lazorou, second Mystique, third er-no, fourth me, and last Lord H.
Pappa Lazarou runs over to me wearing a black t-shirt under a gray vest and baggy jeans and says to me "Drunk Cow what do you think of my oufit for now?" I answered "Cool" to be a nice person but i knew in my head that my hoodded sweater red tank-top combo was going to blow the crowd away. In the distance Mystique and er-no applied their make up and nice matching bathing suits. Mystique and er-no say their not a couple but my gut tells me that they are more that meets the eye.
RUMBBBLLLEEEE! A strange tremer shakes up the whole autitorium leaving me thinking that probably this wasn't the best day for a contest. Though I did want to win that money badly. I ran to my dressing room to get myself ready for the contest. As I entered my room I noticed that my black hoodded sweater had been tampered with.
It had white paint dripping from all sides! I nearly screamed as I looked in my closet for something else to wear over my white tank-top. I found a cool looking sleeveless hoodded sweater that was the same black tone as the other one once was. I put on all my cloths and realized that this had looked better than the last one. I then walked of my dressing room and saw that Pappa Lozarou was on stage already. I tip toed to the curtains to take a looked at how he was doing.
Pappa Lazarou was at his best walking up and down a small catwalk that was made for this occasion. But when Pappa Lazarou returned for his last go around the catwalk, he slipped on a wierd liquid that was ozzing across the floor. He then falls over the auidience crowd and breaks his neck. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh" I screamed as I witnessed the death of a good friend. Pairametics rushed to the rescue, and took him away.
Everyone in the auditorium was quite for a while. A speaker then gets on the catwalk and says "A horrible tragity has just happened but the show must go on until their is a winner". To be safe er-no, Mystique, and I decided that the next walk we would do together. We inched are way through the curtains still shocked by what had happened to our dear mate.
We were all at touching distance from each other and we knew that nothing bad would happen to us if we stuck together. Another tremer shook us tremendously. We thought it would go away but it just continued to worsen and worsen until the ground shook so much that the catwalk started growing fissures on the floor. The fissures grew wider and me and Mystique fell in but we managed to grab onto the edges.
Me and Mystique yelled for er-no madly for him to help us up. Our grip wasn't that good and we knew that he would only have time to save one person. Er-no didn't give another thought before he grasped Mystique's hand and helps her up. I didn't blame him really they were in love and now I could see. That's when I saw it as clear as it came.
My hand slips and I begin to fall. I reached the ground a couple moments later and noticed that it wasn't that deep at all. But then the gap started to close and soon the walls would cave in so much that I would be buried alive. I struggled my way up the rocky gap wall but it seemed to steep. Mytique throws down a rope and I scramble my way up in a hurry. As I recovered to my feet I hear the gap close with a load boom.
Surprisingly the most of the crowd were still in ther seats. If I were them I would of fled a long time ago. Another speaker went up to the catwalk to accompany us three. He was the same man that Lord H was speeking to earlier. He said that since us three were to exhausted to walk now, Pappa Lazorou is ingured or dead, and that the contest had to be decided today or never, that Lord H was the winner by default. This was to many bad things happening for one day so I decided to investigate the lower floor of the autitorium in search of any clues why the tremers started.
Mystique and er-no asked if they could go with me and I agreed of course. All of us scampered down the stairs and lurked through the dark abannaned floor. The room was riddled with empty wooden boxes filled with cloths and other fasion related stuff. There was a metal boxes that seemed to make alot of noise in the middle of the room. I walked over and touched a few buttons on it. Suddenly the whole room started to shake again. The rumble made me fall atop the box and press a red button and the shaking stoped automaticly.
Mystique=That box must be the thing that has been causing all the earthquakes.
er-no=Who could have placed it in here?
(out of the shadows appears the black clothed man along with Lord H)
Lord H=Get out of here now. I all have this contest in the bag.
Me=You two have been the ones causing all this trouble. You did it to make yourself win the money. You were the one that soiled my sweater. That means you put that liquid on the floor to kill Pappa Lazorou.
Lord H=Ding ding ding, you got it gunius.
(I pick up a sharp loose piece of wood while no one is looking)
er-no=Is money that important to you Lord H, or is it the fact that we always win and you never have.
Lord H=Look at your cloths they are filthy and dirty, and mines are perfectly clean. I deserve to win.
I had had enough of these two. My anger ate away from inside me. Thoughts of Pappa Lazorou filled my brain. These two had to pay for what they did. My anger took a hold of my body and I ran like a crazy man at Lord H with the sharp wood in my hand. The black clothed man quickly took a gun from his jacket and shot one bullet toward my chest.
And here I am now. That's all I that led up to my soon coming death. I hear Mystique and er-no screaming "No, Drunk Cow!" and I can't help feel that they were my truest of friends.At that moment I had a plan. I had to distract them. I picked up the stick that I once had in my hand and threw it softly at Lord H. At that time when I had their attension focused on me er-no charged at Lord H and Mystique charged at the dark clothed man.
I then took my final breath and died with the thought that Mystique and er-no would turn out ok. Lord H went insane after all his looses. My friends will always succeed in my place now that I'm gone.
I wish them good luck......
THE END
Drunk
Today was the beauty contest. There wasn't many people that I was up against really. Out of Pappa Lozarou, Mystique, er-no, and Lord H I would have to say that Lord H would have to be my competition. We all got ready backstage as we heard the crowd begin to enter the autitorium. None of us had picked out what we would where yet but we all kept in mind that if we won there was a huge cash prize awaiting us.
Lord H was having a conversation with a black clothed man next to the men's bathroom. I knew Lord H from past competitions and he was pretty good, but I always took home the prize. I read a strange look of evil in his eyes everytime he meets up with failure. I wish him good luck.
The order we would go out was first Pappa Lazorou, second Mystique, third er-no, fourth me, and last Lord H.
Pappa Lazarou runs over to me wearing a black t-shirt under a gray vest and baggy jeans and says to me "Drunk Cow what do you think of my oufit for now?" I answered "Cool" to be a nice person but i knew in my head that my hoodded sweater red tank-top combo was going to blow the crowd away. In the distance Mystique and er-no applied their make up and nice matching bathing suits. Mystique and er-no say their not a couple but my gut tells me that they are more that meets the eye.
RUMBBBLLLEEEE! A strange tremer shakes up the whole autitorium leaving me thinking that probably this wasn't the best day for a contest. Though I did want to win that money badly. I ran to my dressing room to get myself ready for the contest. As I entered my room I noticed that my black hoodded sweater had been tampered with.
It had white paint dripping from all sides! I nearly screamed as I looked in my closet for something else to wear over my white tank-top. I found a cool looking sleeveless hoodded sweater that was the same black tone as the other one once was. I put on all my cloths and realized that this had looked better than the last one. I then walked of my dressing room and saw that Pappa Lozarou was on stage already. I tip toed to the curtains to take a looked at how he was doing.
Pappa Lazarou was at his best walking up and down a small catwalk that was made for this occasion. But when Pappa Lazarou returned for his last go around the catwalk, he slipped on a wierd liquid that was ozzing across the floor. He then falls over the auidience crowd and breaks his neck. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh" I screamed as I witnessed the death of a good friend. Pairametics rushed to the rescue, and took him away.
Everyone in the auditorium was quite for a while. A speaker then gets on the catwalk and says "A horrible tragity has just happened but the show must go on until their is a winner". To be safe er-no, Mystique, and I decided that the next walk we would do together. We inched are way through the curtains still shocked by what had happened to our dear mate.
We were all at touching distance from each other and we knew that nothing bad would happen to us if we stuck together. Another tremer shook us tremendously. We thought it would go away but it just continued to worsen and worsen until the ground shook so much that the catwalk started growing fissures on the floor. The fissures grew wider and me and Mystique fell in but we managed to grab onto the edges.
Me and Mystique yelled for er-no madly for him to help us up. Our grip wasn't that good and we knew that he would only have time to save one person. Er-no didn't give another thought before he grasped Mystique's hand and helps her up. I didn't blame him really they were in love and now I could see. That's when I saw it as clear as it came.
My hand slips and I begin to fall. I reached the ground a couple moments later and noticed that it wasn't that deep at all. But then the gap started to close and soon the walls would cave in so much that I would be buried alive. I struggled my way up the rocky gap wall but it seemed to steep. Mytique throws down a rope and I scramble my way up in a hurry. As I recovered to my feet I hear the gap close with a load boom.
Surprisingly the most of the crowd were still in ther seats. If I were them I would of fled a long time ago. Another speaker went up to the catwalk to accompany us three. He was the same man that Lord H was speeking to earlier. He said that since us three were to exhausted to walk now, Pappa Lazorou is ingured or dead, and that the contest had to be decided today or never, that Lord H was the winner by default. This was to many bad things happening for one day so I decided to investigate the lower floor of the autitorium in search of any clues why the tremers started.
Mystique and er-no asked if they could go with me and I agreed of course. All of us scampered down the stairs and lurked through the dark abannaned floor. The room was riddled with empty wooden boxes filled with cloths and other fasion related stuff. There was a metal boxes that seemed to make alot of noise in the middle of the room. I walked over and touched a few buttons on it. Suddenly the whole room started to shake again. The rumble made me fall atop the box and press a red button and the shaking stoped automaticly.
Mystique=That box must be the thing that has been causing all the earthquakes.
er-no=Who could have placed it in here?
(out of the shadows appears the black clothed man along with Lord H)
Lord H=Get out of here now. I all have this contest in the bag.
Me=You two have been the ones causing all this trouble. You did it to make yourself win the money. You were the one that soiled my sweater. That means you put that liquid on the floor to kill Pappa Lazorou.
Lord H=Ding ding ding, you got it gunius.
(I pick up a sharp loose piece of wood while no one is looking)
er-no=Is money that important to you Lord H, or is it the fact that we always win and you never have.
Lord H=Look at your cloths they are filthy and dirty, and mines are perfectly clean. I deserve to win.
I had had enough of these two. My anger ate away from inside me. Thoughts of Pappa Lazorou filled my brain. These two had to pay for what they did. My anger took a hold of my body and I ran like a crazy man at Lord H with the sharp wood in my hand. The black clothed man quickly took a gun from his jacket and shot one bullet toward my chest.
And here I am now. That's all I that led up to my soon coming death. I hear Mystique and er-no screaming "No, Drunk Cow!" and I can't help feel that they were my truest of friends.At that moment I had a plan. I had to distract them. I picked up the stick that I once had in my hand and threw it softly at Lord H. At that time when I had their attension focused on me er-no charged at Lord H and Mystique charged at the dark clothed man.
I then took my final breath and died with the thought that Mystique and er-no would turn out ok. Lord H went insane after all his looses. My friends will always succeed in my place now that I'm gone.
I wish them good luck......
THE END
Drunk