Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2014 16:36:31 GMT -5
YOUR MISSION IS SIMPLE
THIS AGAIN? LOOK LIKE I WILL HAVE TO SHOOT SOMEBODY IN THE HEAD.
MY INSIDES SHOULD BE SCREAMING "NO. NO. NO!" BUT INSTEAD, IT MERELY SAYS "LETS HAVE SOME FUN."
It was that time of year again. The French Festival d’Avignon was pulling in tourists from all around the world. Rich and poor both came to flock the city. Not only did it attract the regulars, but the rich and powerful came too. With the rich came the worst- the shadow clad demons whose sole purpose was to use their tools of trade to rip out to soul from their patients. The hitmen came out to play in circumstances like this: rich and powerful pisses off another player in the game. So player hires a Hitmen to remove the offender.
That's at least how Egann found himself in France. His dark hair fluttered in the breeze as his ponytail whipped back and forth. Dark, emotionless eyes scanned the buildings as he walked among the buildings. He was one of the dreaded men whom saw the shadowy veil of the mafia world as the proper environment to foster their desires and talents. The Dreadful Thunder almost had everything ready to get his plan for the evening going, but first he needed one last detail: a small party with which to spend time with while he continued to create a detailed plan.
But who would ever come to aid someone who was a lost tourist who seemed to have no idea where he was going?
I SAW HIS BAD INTENTION, HE DIDN't WANNA TALK
HE PUT THE SAUCY ON IT (OOPS!) TIME TO CHECK MY WATCH
DADDY ALWAYS SAID, "MONEY CAN'T BUY CLASS. YOU DON'T WANNA GET STUCK TAKIN' OUT TRASH."
OVER THE E D G E OF CAUTION 2.0 MADE THIS.
STEAL IT, AND HE'LL CUT YOU WITH RUSTY GUMMY WORMS.
HE PUT THE SAUCY ON IT (OOPS!) TIME TO CHECK MY WATCH
DADDY ALWAYS SAID, "MONEY CAN'T BUY CLASS. YOU DON'T WANNA GET STUCK TAKIN' OUT TRASH."
OVER THE E D G E OF CAUTION 2.0 MADE THIS.
STEAL IT, AND HE'LL CUT YOU WITH RUSTY GUMMY WORMS.
