11/07/2013

End of the line

Fuck. FUCK. It was all going so fucking well, but it's the end of the fucking  line now. We're holed up in a safehouse, well supplied, but my scouts have seen Deimos hisself, and a fuckload of his supporters, all on their way here. Nowhere nearby to run to, no  fucking way to fight it out. We're fucked. Pinned the fuck down; Even though there are only twenty or so left, that's still enough to crush us. shitting hell. So yeah, I fear you have me over a barrel, Veigar. What's your price for your help? Didn't want to, but there's no fucking choice, i can't see any other way out.

4 comments:

  1. You could always dig a hole out. Great escape style. Not the most original of plans I daresay, but it could work if you put in a little elbow grease.

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  2. You're price is jack shit. You're a friend and I'm on my way.

    -Veigar

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    1. That was unexpected. Thank you. Thank you so much. I'll try to hold the fort until you arrive.

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  3. I'm assuming they are waiting for you in the Path or else you would've escaped that way. Fuck. I hope that Veigar makes the difference in this battle. Good luck.

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