The Acts and Deeds of an Illustrious and Valiant Azerothian Hero

[Discordia]

Tik.

Tik.

Tik.

Hands on a clock. Nails on porcelain. Timebomb. Same message.

Hurry.

Hurry.

Hurry.

Balanced on tip-toe, a swirl of steel and then cloth parts, skin parts, muscle parts. Bone-rattling impact. Gore splatter. Death rattle. Another approaches. Swirl, slice, rinse, repeat. Red rain. Copper taste. Swirl, steal, slice, repeat. Pause. Violet robes. Icy wind.

Steel, swirl, rinse, repeat.

Tik.

Tik.

Tik.

Quick-flash, move move move. Bloodlust. Laughter. Tunnel vision, super-focus. Icy wind. Gore splatter, death rattle, slithering entrails. Violet robes. Dying dying dead.

Pause. Breathe. Dew-damp blood-soaked grass. Stopwatch dings, record time. Smile.

"They pay me for this? Hell yes."

Collect reward.

Lather rinse repeat.

[Cabriel]

((....awesome.))

[Redemptio]

((Thats fresh. i give it a 7/10 ))

[Discordia]

The dummy on the docks didn't deign to reply. Flies mumbled amongst themselves and the water swapped whispers with the wind, but no one spoke with the fisher except the dying fish, flopping dry on the docks. Their conversation was queer, this cod a comedian, that pike a preacher, and a pike's episcopal speeches were as nonsensical as they were inconsequential. Furthermore the fisher found them hard to hear, for hook-lipped their faces were. Thus a special sisterly figure was found, for some friendly sympathy.

"Sooner or later. Everyone goes nuts. You know? You know... why they go nuts, Mister Goblin?"

Mmph mmph mmph!

"Oh, hee. I don't hear you very well."

MMMMMMMMMPHHH.

"Just. Say you don't know, when you don't know. They go nuts. When they have no one to talk to. Your finger, kind of looks like a worm. Can I borrow it? My bauble's busted."

Nnnnngh...

"Don't cry, Mr. Goblin. You have more. You know? I'm only mean today. I'll be nice tomorrow. Real nice. You'll like it. Mister Goblin."

Mmph ph ph ph... hnnnnnn...

"Errr. Do you know how to make a tourniquet?"