Post by ~*The Pride of Ireland*~ on Apr 27, 2007 16:33:09 GMT -5
Corporal Punishment, as astonishing as it could ever be. Was shopping. He was wearing a long turtleneck sweater, along with Faded Glory Jeans. He wore green shades to mask the bulging blind eye that scares so many pedestrians once they see it. Corporal Punishment had just finished walking out of a 7/11, slushy in hand, ready to go hit the gym one more time before it was time for his match. What was he even thinking? 7/11? Slushies? Working out in public? No amount of work ethic or muscle toning is going to save him or anyone else in this match. Perhaps the pressure was so high on him that his mind has cracked BACK INTO normality.
But that would all change in an instant. There was a crowd of about 2 dozen people outside the seven eleven looking upwards in shock. Corporal thought they could be likened to turkeys in the rain, the thought made him chuckle, for his cherry slushy was so good not even an appearance by Ambassador Marcus would wipe the smile off his face. Perhaps this sudden joy was just a slap in the face to Jordan Glass' new found sadness? Who knew except for The Corporal?
He soon realized what the crowd was staring at. A man was standing on the roof of the market place, a gun placed next to his head, it looked like he may be planning on jumping off, into the concrete pavement below, he guessed Jordan Glass wasnt the only one being affected by the change in weather.
Suicidal Man:
I'll do it! I swear i will do it!
The other people in attendance all gasped and tried at the same time to convince him to stop, only to make an inaudible babble that seemed to stress out the maniac even further. Until Corporal Punishments voice rang out above the others.
Corporal Punishment:
You wont do it.
The crowd seemed even further agasted at his blatant rudeness of the situation, but Corporal wasnt even concerned with their feelings.
Corporal Punishment:
You wont do it. Your not man enough to do it. Your just a coward looking for your 15 minutes of fame.
Suicidal Man:
You dont know what my life has been like!
Corporal Punishment:
Yeah yeah yeah, you know what you can do? Go cry yourself a river, build yourself a bridge, and get over it! Do us a favor and when you get home, quietly end yourself there.
Corporal Punishment began to walk away from the scene when he heard a gun shot, and the man, with his dying breath, tried to launch himself at Corporal, and missed slightly to the side, blood cascading across The Corporals slushy. He winced and continued walking as the mass screams in panic.
Corporal Punishment:
Eh, i guess he did do it. *sipping the slushy* Mhm, Copper.
End Scene...
But that would all change in an instant. There was a crowd of about 2 dozen people outside the seven eleven looking upwards in shock. Corporal thought they could be likened to turkeys in the rain, the thought made him chuckle, for his cherry slushy was so good not even an appearance by Ambassador Marcus would wipe the smile off his face. Perhaps this sudden joy was just a slap in the face to Jordan Glass' new found sadness? Who knew except for The Corporal?
He soon realized what the crowd was staring at. A man was standing on the roof of the market place, a gun placed next to his head, it looked like he may be planning on jumping off, into the concrete pavement below, he guessed Jordan Glass wasnt the only one being affected by the change in weather.
Suicidal Man:
I'll do it! I swear i will do it!
The other people in attendance all gasped and tried at the same time to convince him to stop, only to make an inaudible babble that seemed to stress out the maniac even further. Until Corporal Punishments voice rang out above the others.
Corporal Punishment:
You wont do it.
The crowd seemed even further agasted at his blatant rudeness of the situation, but Corporal wasnt even concerned with their feelings.
Corporal Punishment:
You wont do it. Your not man enough to do it. Your just a coward looking for your 15 minutes of fame.
Suicidal Man:
You dont know what my life has been like!
Corporal Punishment:
Yeah yeah yeah, you know what you can do? Go cry yourself a river, build yourself a bridge, and get over it! Do us a favor and when you get home, quietly end yourself there.
Corporal Punishment began to walk away from the scene when he heard a gun shot, and the man, with his dying breath, tried to launch himself at Corporal, and missed slightly to the side, blood cascading across The Corporals slushy. He winced and continued walking as the mass screams in panic.
Corporal Punishment:
Eh, i guess he did do it. *sipping the slushy* Mhm, Copper.
End Scene...
