Oct 16, 2010 07:22
[ In times like this, it is probably prudent to stay indoors and duck and cover, or some such. However, this is the exact opposite of what Netherlands is currently doing. He’s standing right in the middle of town, his expression furious. He’s got his sword strapped to his back and a gun in one hand (this is made a bit less badass by the fact that the other hand is still contained in a bright orange cast). His eyes are red-rimmed from a combination of withdrawal and not having slept this entire time, at least not for any length of note. ]
…’s the death toll, now?
[ As he stalks through town, it’s clear he’s looking for someone, anyone. Because when people Netherlands refuses to admit he cares about die, someone has to pay, obviously. ]
Fuckers are hard to find when they’re not shooting at you.
[ And that’s all he has to say on the matter; the video cuts out. ]
!ic,
--video,
all my friends are dead,
game : discedo,
*event,
--action,
where are my drugs