"Ah, what a lovely day to relax on the deck of the Fishing Guild. The sun is out, the weather is perfect. My day is full of so much potential. I can do anything I desire. Like feed these ducks, take this boat out; anything."
The Man walks down to dock to where some people are harpooning sharks.
"Greetings fellow travelers. What brings you here to the Fishing Guild? Other than catching those... delicious shark?"
The Man stands there as he watches the mighty traveler in full bandos catch shark after shark, after shark.
"Well, I guess you're pretty busy. I'll leave you be-"
And just like that. Within an instant, a blink of an eye, quicker than the ducks can quack. The Man was struck down by a mighty whip. With no explanation as to why it had to be that way. Why he deserved to have his life cut so short. Why? Him of all the Men in the land.
"WOAH. Holy crap?! I'm alive?! What the frick, man? Why did you do that? What have I ever done to you? I was literally minding my own-"
Then the Man was struck down again by a bright, blue rune scimitar held in the hands by a relentless Ironman. Why you ask? I couldn't tell you.
"DUDE, PLEASE STOP KIL-"
Seriously? Again?
"This is complete bullheck. Please spawn me somewhere else. I have a family!"
He didn't have a family. But any plead for his life would suffice. He had to do whatever he could to stay alive. And you too, reader, can prevent Man killing in Alora. Donate now at 1-800-LEAVE-MAN-ALONE
A short story about the Man I keep seeing everyone kill at ::fish
Started By weapon jr , Mar 11 2019 01:27 PM
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