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Death by 124 (2002, January) |
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Have you ever killed two people using only 124 words? I tried when I had nothing better to do! :) Finished, because my idea of sending 2-D to hell and Murdoc to heavens (because of the mistake somewhere ABOVE) and then describing their adventures was not appealing anymore. So it all ended like this. |
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Part 1. |
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"Murdoc, do you think it's a good idea?" |
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"Why the hell no?" |
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"I don't know, but I don?t think that I?m a great driver." |
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"Just drive, muppet, I'm busy." |
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"Muds..." |
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"What?" |
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"What is it?" |
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"Where?" |
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"There. Oh, we missed it." |
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"What was there? Sign?" |
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"Not exactly... Some tablet." |
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"And what was written on it?" |
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"Let me think... As I remember... "no thoroughfare" |
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"What?! Why the hell are we moving then?" |
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"But you never pay attention to such signs..." |
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"That?s me, and that's you! Brake now, you idiot!" |
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"Muds... I think, I can't..." |
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"WHY?!" |
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"We are flying..." |
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"?!" |
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"The road ended few seconds ago, now we are flying" |
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"Oh fuck, don?t you mean that it was precipice?" |
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"I don't know... but I think it was..." |
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*SMASH* |
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The stupid, pointless and sad END! |
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