001 - Fucking what.

[blutsbund]

I dunno, maybe it's just me, but...

This is some seriously fucked up shit.

I want Lady and beer and pizza and a porno.

Comments

[askmalice]

It's not just you. You happen to wake up feeling like your body's been run over a few thousand times, and with wings? If so, then no, it's not just you feelin' things are entirely fucked over.

[blutsbund]

Well apparently I am with all the happy hippy dippy bullshit I'm seeing all over this goddamn thing.

[askmalice]

I was hoping that someone that's been here a while would be helpful, but I guess a girl can't be too hopeful. Maybe there's something in the water? That's why they're all happy hippy dippy and shit. Or they could be one of those annoying eternal optimists. In any case, this fucking blows.

[blutsbund]

...I think I'm just gonna go find a nice big puddle to drown myself in because, to be honest? I'm not sure I want to know. Especially if it's a bunch of fucking eternal optimists. Shit gives me the fucking creeps.

[askmalice]

Seems like it just rained in some kind of biblical proportion or something, so finding one shouldn't be all that hard. Or, if you, you know, wanted to live and say fuck it to all the Mary Sunshines here? You could help me find a way out. I'm not all that sure how I got here in the first place, but there has to be a way out.

[blutsbund]

What's in it for me?

[askmalice]

The offer is what it is. A way out. You can drown yourself in some muddy puddle, or get the hell out of here. I personally want these damned wings gone as soon as possible.

[blutsbund]

Then suck it up, be a big girl, and rip them off.

[askmalice]

Already tried that. I'm going to need a knife or something.

[blutsbund]

Please. These things are tiny.

[askmalice]

Oh, so you can reach around just fine and rip yours out, then?

[blutsbund]

Er...Well, I never said I wanted to get rid of the damn things, did I?

[askmalice]

No. But that's not the point here, guy. The point is you think I can just rip off the tiny things. I've either lost a lot of my stregnth, or I'm doped up on something amazing, because there's not a chance in hell I could rip these things off.

Whatever. Not like it matters.

What's your name, anyways?

[blutsbund]

Blah blah blah, whatever.

Dante.