Then some guy online named 'Mester-J' bought it for four tons of military grade circuitry. He didn't think he'd ever need that and he'd built it anyways. Unlike that frying pan he made out of solidified blood. He'drather have it and not need it, than need it and not have it. He didn't exactly know what he'd do with the pipes when he finished building them, but still. He needed meteorite iron in order to finish building those instaneous transportation pipes.
The museum had an exhibit on meteors, which was the entire reason why Steve was here. It was a good thing he was being locked away in America's most secure facility in Louisiana until the end of time. His unconfirmed kill count was somewhere in the upper thousands, but only he knew that.Īnd he wasn't going to be telling anyone that. He had ripped out people's throats with his bare hands and had a confirmed kill count of 401 victims. They wanted no chance of him escaping to exist.Īfter all, this was the one of the most dangerous men in the world.
Jacket was restrained and locked into place in the back of a specially made reinforced van. When the timer went off, they swarmed the building. Outside his apartment the twenty SWAT teams surrounding the block waited for four minutes to make sure that the drugs had taken effect. Standing above him Richard continued to smile. The drugs in the water sending him off to dreamland. Half a minute later he fell to the floor unconscious. He didn't want to complain, but sometimes Miami water wasn't as clear as it should be. He brought it up to the light and briefly inspected it. He grabbed his only clean drinking glass from a cabinet and filled it with water from the sink. Then again, plenty of people had choked on blood.Īs it turns out, he was thirsty. Jacket was pretty sure it was impossible to choke on a liquid. The woman spoke, "Well, he may not be happy. Instead he walked to his closet and retrieved his Jacket. He was smiling so hard that blood was spilling from his mouth.Īs the man retrieved the identical rooster mask from a cardboard box underneath his sink Richard asked him, " Are you happy?" Which was odd, because roosters don't have teeth. He wasn't like him.īetween them in the center sat him. He hated Rasmus and everything about him. Three of his guests sat on the sofas he had picked up off the side of the road.Īs always, the woman in the horse mask sat to the left. The man erased the messages from his old answering machine and cast his gaze to his small living room. It's very messy, and soon it will be filled with VIPs. There's huge messes at the Police Station, the apartment on 4th, Quickies Spa, Metropolis Memorial Hospital, and all of Sunset Blvd needs cleaning. Jude's Janitorial Services! We clean up other people's messes! That's you. Yo! This is Dan from Dan's Dynamic Discounts! Getting you what you need when you need it! Your order has been received and will be arriving within the buisness day! Thanks for your patronage!
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