Post by ®onnie ®ude on Mar 22, 2006 15:51:33 GMT -5
GmR listened on confusedly at what the others were discussing until he heard Tjad state that something knew what he wanted. He then heard a door close in the distance.
Ok, first he had to recap on the events that had just passed.
He had died of coarse and appeared in this room. He believed someone to be assualting his mother and attacked them only to fall short. However he was able to take him out in the next attack. Then he found himself being ordered by some unknown being to weild these suites and weapons to kill these plant aliens. While doing so the asshole of the group had begun to become his friend, his nose had been bitten off, he ended up getting shot at, and the friend he had just made had been killed. A lot of shit had just taken place and GmR barely could sort out a reason for it all. However the most mind boggling of them all had been the reason they were being scored on their performance.
He almost forgotten that he was chased by a bear.
Next came the individuals who had participated. One person that had crossed his mind had been the other prey the bear he believed had had his eyes on. GmR had no idea who what this person's name was and remembered asking him it only to be ignored. The guy obviously had a bear fetish and was to engrossed to hear him.
'I should've let the bear eat his ass now knowing he would repay me with shooting at me!!! "Hit this joint a be maan" do you comprehend the bullshit your speaking? You haven't even been in here as long as the others it seems and your already talking about being a man. you haven't accomplished shit, people still died and your sitting here burning up as if its a celebration.' As his rants inside his head raged on he brought them to a halt.
Then their was Tjad. The most confusing out of the three individuals he'd thoroughly spoken with today. He wasn't the average person you meet on the streets. He seemed as if he was use to this but as if something of the puzzle was missing. How would that it know what he was refering to? Was it a wish...do we all get wishes? However, GmR was sure this wasn't the case because the others had yet to make a wish themselves. Then, his philosophy on survival didn't really add up to what he had been preaching in the begining. It seemed as if he had changed like all of us.
'So, thats what this is then, a game...a game of altering, a game of death...and a game of life...people die and if you live your rewarded on your performance. Then if this performance continues your given a wish? Though can you wish for anything? Are their limits?'
As he pondered over these thoughts he remembered Tjad leaving. 'Was that Tjad's wish? To leave, so now he's free I geuss, and were here to play anouther round?' His began becoming more and more logical until he remembered John saying something about bring a bike with them when they leave.'So that can't be right, we are leaving, should I take something with me too?' His question was answered with Tjad stating that the bike should be left behind.
Though still, Miles figured that he should atleast take his sword just incase if the Yakuzo attempted to asassinate him once again. He could also learn how to use it more percisely in battle next time if he were attempting to help someone.
As he finished deciding on this he went to the room where he had dressed before and changed back to his normal attire that he had come in with. When he finished he retracted his katana and went back into the main room.
"On second thought...after all that shit...I geuss I could take a quick hit."GmR reasoned for his wrongs as he waited for John to finish. "This still isn't going to change the fact that you know you were dead ass wrong for shooting at me." As he breathed in the shitty as fumes of marajuana he had ever tasted he began calm his nerves. He had to only limit himself to a bit of this or his father might find anouther thing to yell at him about. As he took one more puff of the roach he gave John a appreciative handshake and headed out the apartment. He found himself leading his way with his hands before he heard a loud beep and a Taxi driver as him if he needed a Taxi.He nodded thankfully hoping his dad wouldn't be pissed at the huge car fare.
'Home sounds real good right about now.' GmR thought to himself as the Taxi pulled away.
Ok, first he had to recap on the events that had just passed.
He had died of coarse and appeared in this room. He believed someone to be assualting his mother and attacked them only to fall short. However he was able to take him out in the next attack. Then he found himself being ordered by some unknown being to weild these suites and weapons to kill these plant aliens. While doing so the asshole of the group had begun to become his friend, his nose had been bitten off, he ended up getting shot at, and the friend he had just made had been killed. A lot of shit had just taken place and GmR barely could sort out a reason for it all. However the most mind boggling of them all had been the reason they were being scored on their performance.
He almost forgotten that he was chased by a bear.
Next came the individuals who had participated. One person that had crossed his mind had been the other prey the bear he believed had had his eyes on. GmR had no idea who what this person's name was and remembered asking him it only to be ignored. The guy obviously had a bear fetish and was to engrossed to hear him.
'I should've let the bear eat his ass now knowing he would repay me with shooting at me!!! "Hit this joint a be maan" do you comprehend the bullshit your speaking? You haven't even been in here as long as the others it seems and your already talking about being a man. you haven't accomplished shit, people still died and your sitting here burning up as if its a celebration.' As his rants inside his head raged on he brought them to a halt.
Then their was Tjad. The most confusing out of the three individuals he'd thoroughly spoken with today. He wasn't the average person you meet on the streets. He seemed as if he was use to this but as if something of the puzzle was missing. How would that it know what he was refering to? Was it a wish...do we all get wishes? However, GmR was sure this wasn't the case because the others had yet to make a wish themselves. Then, his philosophy on survival didn't really add up to what he had been preaching in the begining. It seemed as if he had changed like all of us.
'So, thats what this is then, a game...a game of altering, a game of death...and a game of life...people die and if you live your rewarded on your performance. Then if this performance continues your given a wish? Though can you wish for anything? Are their limits?'
As he pondered over these thoughts he remembered Tjad leaving. 'Was that Tjad's wish? To leave, so now he's free I geuss, and were here to play anouther round?' His began becoming more and more logical until he remembered John saying something about bring a bike with them when they leave.'So that can't be right, we are leaving, should I take something with me too?' His question was answered with Tjad stating that the bike should be left behind.
Though still, Miles figured that he should atleast take his sword just incase if the Yakuzo attempted to asassinate him once again. He could also learn how to use it more percisely in battle next time if he were attempting to help someone.
As he finished deciding on this he went to the room where he had dressed before and changed back to his normal attire that he had come in with. When he finished he retracted his katana and went back into the main room.
"On second thought...after all that shit...I geuss I could take a quick hit."GmR reasoned for his wrongs as he waited for John to finish. "This still isn't going to change the fact that you know you were dead ass wrong for shooting at me." As he breathed in the shitty as fumes of marajuana he had ever tasted he began calm his nerves. He had to only limit himself to a bit of this or his father might find anouther thing to yell at him about. As he took one more puff of the roach he gave John a appreciative handshake and headed out the apartment. He found himself leading his way with his hands before he heard a loud beep and a Taxi driver as him if he needed a Taxi.He nodded thankfully hoping his dad wouldn't be pissed at the huge car fare.
'Home sounds real good right about now.' GmR thought to himself as the Taxi pulled away.