Also who took the batteries from my flashlight?
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I propose that we wait until the tunnel opens up.
Also who took the batteries from my flashlight?
Also who took the batteries from my flashlight?
She said: There's a state trooper talking to you through the window.
I heard: There's a handgun within arm's reach.
I heard: There's a handgun within arm's reach.
I order you to forgive yourself!
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She said: There's a state trooper talking to you through the window.
I heard: There's a handgun within arm's reach.
I heard: There's a handgun within arm's reach.
I put on my robe and wizard hat
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An artist's depiction of an Extended Unit Death
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"I can't take it anymore!" Roy exclaims as he runs out of the car and punches the police officer in the skull. The officer drops to the ground, either stunned or knocked unconscious by the hit. Roy takes the officer's pistol and rushes back to the car. First aiming at Tito, and moving his way down the line, he pulls the trigger on each passenger. "Nine millimeter! Millimeter!" Roy shouts as he kills each one of the unsuspecting hikers. A police officer at the entrance of the tunnel quickly draws his gun and warns him to stop, but Roy is lost in his madness.
As he rushes around to the second vehicle, he spots Apos walking in the distance. Despite not having any training experience, Roy aims and shoots down Apos before immediately turning the weapon to the remaining hikers. Some tried to spill out of the car from the other side, but Roy was firing too quickly. Sue sat in complete shock as all of the people in the back seats were murdered.
"F*ck yeah! The metric system!" Roy yells as he fires the rest of the round on Sue, the one who had offered so much for this trip. He then attempts to climb into the vehicle, but the officer from the tunnel, after being able to get a good aim on the target, shoots Roy twice in the back. Coughing up blood, Roy collapses, nearly hitting his head on the driver's door as he falls to the pavement. The officer rushes to the scene, but he is unable to find any survivors among the group of hikers.
An official police report was released later that week, confirming the deaths of Aristocrat, LoTu)S, OlimarandLouie, Apos, Tito, Roy, Lars, Kohta, and Sue. The report claims that there seemed to be no motive for the massacre, but it was clear that Roy was the only one responsible for the events that unfolded. Roy's family attempted to charge Roy's shooter with murder, but the jury found the officer innocent under the argument of self defense.
As he rushes around to the second vehicle, he spots Apos walking in the distance. Despite not having any training experience, Roy aims and shoots down Apos before immediately turning the weapon to the remaining hikers. Some tried to spill out of the car from the other side, but Roy was firing too quickly. Sue sat in complete shock as all of the people in the back seats were murdered.
"F*ck yeah! The metric system!" Roy yells as he fires the rest of the round on Sue, the one who had offered so much for this trip. He then attempts to climb into the vehicle, but the officer from the tunnel, after being able to get a good aim on the target, shoots Roy twice in the back. Coughing up blood, Roy collapses, nearly hitting his head on the driver's door as he falls to the pavement. The officer rushes to the scene, but he is unable to find any survivors among the group of hikers.
An official police report was released later that week, confirming the deaths of Aristocrat, LoTu)S, OlimarandLouie, Apos, Tito, Roy, Lars, Kohta, and Sue. The report claims that there seemed to be no motive for the massacre, but it was clear that Roy was the only one responsible for the events that unfolded. Roy's family attempted to charge Roy's shooter with murder, but the jury found the officer innocent under the argument of self defense.
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Alternate ending 
Sick of waiting in traffic, I turn on the radio in my car and a song blasts loudly through the speakers. It's not just any song though, it used to be our song. It still is our song. No, it used to be. I know I have to come to terms with her death, but I can barely even think about it. I quickly turn the radio back off, and rest my head on the steering wheel.
Thoughts of the past race through my head, memories of her overwhelming my senses. The scent of her hair, the sound of her laugh, the warmth of her touch; almost as if she were still beside me. A horn blares from the car ahead of me, forcing me to reality. I turn to look at the passenger seat, but of course it is empty. It will always be empty.
The car horn's obnoxious noise fills the air again, and again, and an intense rage washes over me. How can they be so intrusive? How could they destroy her visage with such impertinent nonchalance? The horn sounds again, and I can no longer contain the mixture of anger and depression that has possessed my thoughts.
I open the door and step onto the asphalt. As I begin walking forward, a police officer approaches me and informs me that I need to get back into my car, that there's just been an accident in the tunnel ahead. I ignore his words, and he repeats that I need to go back to my vehicle. He puts his hands on my shoulders to force me to stop, and in the same moment I've already pulled his gun from his holster. The barrel rests under his chin, and I see a terrified expression cross his face just before I pull the trigger. His brains explode through the top of his head, and his body slumps to the ground.
I turn to the occupants of the van that insisted on assaulting me so heinously. The vehicle has a fat girl in the driver's seat, and eight other passengers as well. I notice that one is holding a box of apple juice, and another is listening to earphones, but all of them are staring at me in horrified disbelief. I aim the gun at the girl driving, and she tries turning the steering wheel to pull out of traffic. It's already too late for her though. I squeeze the trigger and watch the contents of her skull splash across the inside of the windshield.
Before they're able to flee the vehicle, I turn the gun on each and every one of the occupants, ending each life with the ease of ripping petals from a flower. When I finally stop, there is no movement left within the confines of the windows, now adorned with bullet holes and opaque with blood. There is not enough left of any of the passengers to even be able to identify them.
I feel nothing but relief at having brought order to a world of chaos, at gaining control over a life in which nothing can be controlled. My fate was to be torn away from my wife, to be separated from her by the impenetrable barrier known as death. I finally realize that I can determine my own fate, that I am the one who decides what does or does not happen, and now I've decided to be reunited with my wife. A smile crosses my face, as I put the barrel of the gun in my mouth and pull the trigger.
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Sick of waiting in traffic, I turn on the radio in my car and a song blasts loudly through the speakers. It's not just any song though, it used to be our song. It still is our song. No, it used to be. I know I have to come to terms with her death, but I can barely even think about it. I quickly turn the radio back off, and rest my head on the steering wheel.
Thoughts of the past race through my head, memories of her overwhelming my senses. The scent of her hair, the sound of her laugh, the warmth of her touch; almost as if she were still beside me. A horn blares from the car ahead of me, forcing me to reality. I turn to look at the passenger seat, but of course it is empty. It will always be empty.
The car horn's obnoxious noise fills the air again, and again, and an intense rage washes over me. How can they be so intrusive? How could they destroy her visage with such impertinent nonchalance? The horn sounds again, and I can no longer contain the mixture of anger and depression that has possessed my thoughts.
I open the door and step onto the asphalt. As I begin walking forward, a police officer approaches me and informs me that I need to get back into my car, that there's just been an accident in the tunnel ahead. I ignore his words, and he repeats that I need to go back to my vehicle. He puts his hands on my shoulders to force me to stop, and in the same moment I've already pulled his gun from his holster. The barrel rests under his chin, and I see a terrified expression cross his face just before I pull the trigger. His brains explode through the top of his head, and his body slumps to the ground.
I turn to the occupants of the van that insisted on assaulting me so heinously. The vehicle has a fat girl in the driver's seat, and eight other passengers as well. I notice that one is holding a box of apple juice, and another is listening to earphones, but all of them are staring at me in horrified disbelief. I aim the gun at the girl driving, and she tries turning the steering wheel to pull out of traffic. It's already too late for her though. I squeeze the trigger and watch the contents of her skull splash across the inside of the windshield.
Before they're able to flee the vehicle, I turn the gun on each and every one of the occupants, ending each life with the ease of ripping petals from a flower. When I finally stop, there is no movement left within the confines of the windows, now adorned with bullet holes and opaque with blood. There is not enough left of any of the passengers to even be able to identify them.
I feel nothing but relief at having brought order to a world of chaos, at gaining control over a life in which nothing can be controlled. My fate was to be torn away from my wife, to be separated from her by the impenetrable barrier known as death. I finally realize that I can determine my own fate, that I am the one who decides what does or does not happen, and now I've decided to be reunited with my wife. A smile crosses my face, as I put the barrel of the gun in my mouth and pull the trigger.
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Best ending(s) ever.
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To late to join?
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Was troll thread anyways.
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To late to join?
*sunglasses*
....Zetta slow
yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
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To late to join?
*sunglasses*
....Meta slow
yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
Thats So zetta slow not meta slow
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