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Anonymous Sat 17 Aug 2024 05:26:36 No.68338372 Report

>>68338239
had to go back a couple threads

>i still need a greentext where this happens to E4 anon, but he survives as he gets shot in the leg. While psiblings rip the would be killer apart. Anon layed on the grass with his wife beside him as she panics seeing her kids not only reduce a man to gore but also her husband bleeding out. as a feint sound of a siren closing in. Anon experiences flashes of distant alternative mirrors of himself being befallen the same fate. He then drifts off to a temporary sleep

i swear to god i am not the same guy i just think this shit is funny for the reactions it was getting

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Anonymous Sat 17 Aug 2024 06:05:07 No.68339117 Report

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>>68338372

>It all happened so fast
>one minute some dude is screaming about amber trampling his mulch
>the next im on the ground, leg burning
>I manage to get one good look at the bastard
>a look of confused rage on his face
>the gun still smoking in his hand
>then my kids are on him
>you never really think of pteros as vicious predators
>if you're not into wings they look kinda goofy
>theres dinos out there who run faster, hit harder, or have bigger claws and teeth
>hell, even stegos look meaner then they do
>never in my life would I have expected my two kids to jump someone like a pair of rabid dogs
>the man screamed
>at first
>shortly a wet gurgle follows a spray of blood
>distantly I'm aware of fang hovering over me
>shes keeping pressure on the wound and keeping me from bleeding out
>she's sounding non-sensical
>alternating between trying to sooth me and begging her children to stop
>I try to say something but my vision swims
>fuck, hope that bullet didn't hit an artery
>I manage to hold it together to lift my head up and look in the direction of my attacker
>I see my kids flailing over a pile of red
>red coats their bodies
>they fling strands and chunks and droplets of red around the asshole's precious mulch
>holy shit pteros can do that to another being?
>I never realized I married a walking blender
>I hear distant sirens and start to fade
>dimly my mind spits out the possibility of an alternate scenario
>mr crazy neighbor gets lucky with his shot and kills me
>Fang spending the rest of her life alone
>my kids growing up without a dad
>not being able to see any more of ambers sports games
>never obsessing autisticly over military history with Greene
>no more quiet nights cuddled with my sweet tooth
>I shudder
>dimly I look and see my kids have turned my attacker into wet paste
>they're fighting over who gets to chew on a limb
>good
>fucker deserved it
>I pass out just as the paramedics arrive
>thank God I don't have to explain this to Rip

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