part 83 ran so far away

[aphanon_meme]

It was going to be titled after the pumpkin shortage, but, I can't handle that many shortages so I'm pretending like that isn't happening. Especially around the US Thanksgiving, too... ;3; Pumpkin, noooo. Well. Anyway!

Enjoy part 83! :)

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[tiny_limey]

Ah, hello part 83.

[tiny_limey]

*Struggles madly in your grasp, trying to twist around and stab you with the sword*

Bastard, release me!

Times like these I wish I had a paid account for more icons orz

[pub_andgo]

Why the hell should I?

*Groans as the sword catches at him, cutting his jacket and shirt open, a line of blood appearing*

*Looks at his younger self quickly* Run away!

Re: Times like these I wish I had a paid account for more icons orz

[tiny_limey]

[tries to get up but promptly falls over again]

[reaches for his bow instead]

[tiny_limey]

[sneers at big England]

Because I say so, you son of a whore

[wriggles, kicks and swings the sword at his arms]

[pub_andgo]

*Frowns as he shakes the anon roughly, just barely missing the sword slicing into his forearm*

I must say, fuck you, anon because you are not killing my younger self.

[tiny_limey]

*smiles*

Fine, I'll just kill you instead. England is England, after all.

*Aims a kick at your vital regions*

[pub_andgo]

*Bends over in crushing pain at the kick, splatter of blood dripped to the ground from his earlier wound*

Nghh! You little...!

*Drops the anon to try run away*

[tiny_limey]

[trying his best to ignore the pain in his arm, he aims the bow towards the anon]

Heh.

[fires]

[tiny_limey]

[gets hit in the shoulder]

[groans in pain, spins around and charges at you, sword raised and ready]

[tiny_limey]

Thank you for exposing your front like that

[Fires again, aiming for your chest]

[tiny_limey]

[dives towards you as you fire, avoiding the arrow and skidding across the ground towards your feet]

[tiny_limey]

Damn.

[steps aside, grabbing another arrow - the wound on his arm slowing it down even more]

[tiny_limey]

[leaps towards you, despite pain in shoulder, determined to knock the bow out of your hands before you can fire again]

[tiny_limey]

[the bow is knocked out of his hands]

Fuck.

RUNNNNNN

[pub_andgo]

*Grabs you into his free arm, his other hand still clutching at his stomach*

Let's go!

*FLEES*