Anonymous Tue 24 Sep 2024 03:17:41 No.69421551 Report

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Anonymous Tue 24 Sep 2024 04:16:42 No.69422851 Report

>>69421551
>Walking home from Reeds place I struggled to stay awake.
>Originally I was only there to play some Rock Ring for some hours then go home but it devolved into us playing forge all day and him convincing me to try some of his “goblin gas”.
>Whatever the fuck that is
>It was like, a canister of pressurized air but it tasted like compressed farts
>It hit me like a fucking truck though, I was all light headed and coming and going, I swear he only got me to take some because he was getting his ass kicked and needed a leg up.
>Shaking my head, I try to get my thoughts straight, it’s going to be awful walking through skin row in this condition, I have to stay alert.
>As I return to walking forward I hear a very nasally voice from up ahead
>”Are you going to eat that croissant, Jimmy?” A nearly spherical, ginger haired bulbous compy is up ahead with two friends.
>Almost like a bad caricature of Judee and her friend group, a dorky looking troodon and a borderline retarded looking acrocan are standing with him, The troodon going on and on about sodium chloride and the acrocan talking about some kind of superhero.
>Ignoring them I continue on trying to walk home without getting mugged or passing out
>Eventually I manage to make my way into skin row, fingering the knife in my pocket, I prepare for the worst when I hear two voices coming from an alley to my right. Tensing up I get ready to defend myself as I pass by

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Anonymous Tue 24 Sep 2024 04:17:42 No.69422871 Report

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>”Caaaaarl. What happened to this man”
>What the fuck are those things? And why are they wearing hats?
> “Well you see, I was in this alley”
>”Yea?”
>”And this man came up to me.”
>”Mhm.”
>”And so I stabbed him 37 times in the chest”
>”Caaaaaarl. That kills people”
>”Ah well that is totally on me then. I could have never known”
>”Caaaaarl. What happened to this man's hands”
>”Well you see, I was feeling a rumbly in my tummy, so I cut off his hands and ate them”
>I was already far past the alley at that point but the last comment had motivated me to sprint the rest of the way
>Arriving at the front of my apartment, a random dude nearly hits me speeding on the sidewalk on a bicycle, with an incredibly fat Trigger laboring behind him, trying to keep up a jog.
> “hey man, That’s my fuckin bike”
>Every word he said was accentuated by huffing and puffing, He paid me no attention as he passed me by
>Finally making it up to my room, I slam the door behind me, triple checking that all the locks were shut before plopping down on my bed and readying myself to pass out
>”Hey uhhhh, kid. Why is your apartment so frickin EMPTY?”
>Why the fuck is my math teacher in my apartment
>”I heard that, I came by to give you your frickin math test back but I got hungry so I decided to help myself to your frickin food but you’re so frickin broke I couldn’t find any”

This is what you get. Sorry if CJ could've been written better I never played san andreas and never plan to since I'm a Vice city type of dude