I was hanging around in a clockworks tunnel when a solitary figure appeared in the distance. As it got within range, I saw it was a strange humanoid with glowing eyes and an impressive looking sword. It then brought out a large firearm, loaded with crystal spikes for ammunition. I fired at the hostile figure as much as I could, but it shrugged off the blows and unleashed a salvo of needles, obliterating my lower body. However, I wasn't done yet. My eyes glowed with malevolence, and what remained of my body flew into the figure. For a moment, I registered the sound of an explosion. Then all I saw was purple, and it slowly faded into black.
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I opened my eyes. I was in another tunnel. Out of the mist, four figures appeared. Skeletal monsters popped out of the ground around me and attacked them; however, they were quickly obliterated. The four then opened fire on me, and my lower body was once again obliterated. I flew at them with what was left of me, but a shot of molten magma made contact, and once again, I registered the sound of an explosion before my vision was flooded with purple, which faded into black again.
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Another tunnel, and two figures are running towards me at full speed with guns out. Crap.
I'm a howlitzer, and I hate my job.
[Fanfic] Poor, poor Me
Fri, 08/26/2011 - 07:31
Shue-Donnym
Very nice.