Comments | 9mm_junkie: FaLl tO My kNeEs . . .

9mm_junkie

FaLl tO My kNeEs . . .

Nov 30, 2007 22:27

So damn much blood...

A nightmare and a blessing, how old was I? All I remember is-

Daddy's dead, ain't gonna beat you anymore, kid-

Shut up you sorry bastard! I can take care of my goddamn self! Get the hell outta my-

I'm here, so deal with it, there's no runnin'-

Motherfuckin' cops, dirty pig bastards! This is your fault! YOUR FAULT! GET OUT ( Read more... )

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yukinakoorime December 1 2007, 06:50:42 UTC

...Blood?

Ah, was there another fight?

9mm_junkie December 1 2007, 06:54:28 UTC

He's dead. HE killed him.

yukinakoorime December 1 2007, 06:58:54 UTC

Ah, so a healer couldn't do anything for that person... Was anyone else hurt?

9mm_junkie December 1 2007, 07:14:10 UTC

The bastard beat me when I was a kid, he deserved it.

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godot_107 December 1 2007, 06:59:27 UTC

Ah, the bitter smell of mental scarring in the morning. Reminds me of coffee.

*sips coffee*

9mm_junkie December 1 2007, 07:17:27 UTC

Sorry bastard, you're with them!

godot_107 December 1 2007, 07:20:49 UTC

*swig*

You're obviously remembering an incident from back where you used to live. The police there are, in all likelihood, entirely different individuals from the police here. Even if they weren't, I just work the courts. So, no, amigo. I can't, in good conscience, admit to being one of them. You garden-variety basket-case.

*finishes cup*

9mm_junkie December 1 2007, 07:32:52 UTC

Fucker. I'm not going back.

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himura_rikuo December 2 2007, 02:22:59 UTC

........

Whatever happened doesn't affect you anymore, no cops will come. Try to calm down.

9mm_junkie December 2 2007, 02:43:28 UTC

Jesus fuck! Watch where you're comin' from, this thing is loaded!

himura_rikuo December 2 2007, 03:17:37 UTC

... I didn't know you had a gun pointing to the door.

I told you, no one will come for you. You know nobody here knew you before you arrived.

I will... lock the door.

*the fuck. Good moment for this when they still didn't have a lock. Since he knew the mental state of his roommate he kinda hammered in one nail at each side of the door to rest on them an iron bar that will keep the door... locked. He still wanted to kill himself for the loss, though*