hell_done_over
Well haha. This whole dying thing was just a bucket of fun wasn't it? God. And here I thought working for the Senior Partners would get me a Pass Go and Collect $200 card, but apparently not.
Oh. You know that little apocalypse they threw to piss off the dead man? Apparently, they wanted ME dead too. That's right. The building had a bit of the rumbly, after what apparently was Hamilton and Angel fighting and before I could get the hell out .. well let's just say it hurt.
A lot.
And then I felt myself falling. Free-falling. And I knew where I was going and I didn't like it one bit. I finally landed and let's say it wasn't exactly a soft landing. I fell and stared up at the darkness.
"Well?? What did I do now?" I asked, loud enough for them to hear me. It's not like they weren't always listening. Let's just hope that a certain cowboy would be meeting me here.
The darkness was heavy enough that I could pretty much barely see my hand in front of my face. There was no welcoming committee, no Senior Partners, NOTHING. On my own again.
Getting up and brushing my pants off, I glared around. "Well anybody plan on letting me in this time?"
Silence was my answer. Obviously. They were still pissed with me. Great. This was Hell, Wolfram and Hart's hell and they were pissed at me. Oh this was going to be a fun eternity.
Oh. You know that little apocalypse they threw to piss off the dead man? Apparently, they wanted ME dead too. That's right. The building had a bit of the rumbly, after what apparently was Hamilton and Angel fighting and before I could get the hell out .. well let's just say it hurt.
A lot.
And then I felt myself falling. Free-falling. And I knew where I was going and I didn't like it one bit. I finally landed and let's say it wasn't exactly a soft landing. I fell and stared up at the darkness.
"Well?? What did I do now?" I asked, loud enough for them to hear me. It's not like they weren't always listening. Let's just hope that a certain cowboy would be meeting me here.
The darkness was heavy enough that I could pretty much barely see my hand in front of my face. There was no welcoming committee, no Senior Partners, NOTHING. On my own again.
Getting up and brushing my pants off, I glared around. "Well anybody plan on letting me in this time?"
Silence was my answer. Obviously. They were still pissed with me. Great. This was Hell, Wolfram and Hart's hell and they were pissed at me. Oh this was going to be a fun eternity.