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| The Allegory of Samuel Donbay/Escape from the Tower; This guy's pretty tough. | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Aug 11 2010, 11:14 (345 Views) | |
| Jim | Aug 11 2010, 11:14 Post #1 |
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Samuel picked up a rock and struck a heavy full-force in the face with it, tackling him with all his strength. Although this attack did almost nothing, the rest of the townsfolk followed suit, battering the one heavy. The heavy, still standing, grabbed Samuel and attempted to rip him in half. Samuel gritted his teeth. "Oh no you don't!" he said. He grabbed the hand that was holding his torso and ripped the fingers away from him. When he fell out of the heavy's grip the crowd let out a cheer. "Back up everyone!" Samuel shouted. Everyone backed away as Samuel picked up an RPG and fired it at the heavy. The RPG struck the heavy in the chest, kicking up a cloud of smoke. The crowd cheered. The heavy walked out of the cloud, brushing its shoulders off. The cheer died. "Let's go at 'em, boys!" Samuel said, charging again toward the heavy, who threw up his hands in an expression of "Why won't they give up?". Samuel began to bite at the heavy's gloves, and the heavy shook him off with disgust. Suddenly from up on the tower a body fell smack dab on top of the heavy's head. The adamantium struck off adamantium, cracking both plates and exposing the entirety of the heavy's actual head. Bystanders reported not being able to tell whether or not Samuel actually did this, but when Samuel raised his arm triumphantly, they all assumed he did. Samuel began pummeling the heavy, ripping and tearing with all his might. Suddenly a blade swung near him, the blade of that same heavy. He turned over, now showing his chest, as the blade buried itself in his chest. The heavy shook Samuel off, throwing him to the ground, as Samuel leaked red. After a minute or so, Samuel stood up, brushed himself off, and removed the can of brake fluid in his shirt. "You and I have unfinished business, machine!" |
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Burn it up'n tear it down Raze this city to the tarnished ground While the war pigs falsely weep The city will lie in a golden heap - "A Dream", Me "Total slaughter, total slaughter. I won't leave a single man alive. La de da de die, genocide. La de da de dud, an ocean of blood. Let's begin the killing time." -Vash the Stampede | |
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