antscast (2014-05-30 18:56:35)

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After waking up in the hospital and checking myself out, I started to walk through the dusty, hot, waterless plains of the Serengeti, I think of how many mutated large creatures I was up against. I pulled out the Sword of Sorrow and beheaded one of those T-rex, humanoid things. I slammed one of their shell like, metallic skulls in one of the their stomachs tearing the intestines out with my super strength and strangled one of the bulkier ones to death. I then shot forward with super agile speed and hit someone in the rib cage shattering the shards straight into ones heart. The way they were fighting was like they were supposed to fight with bow staffs and machetes and with thirteen unknown martial arts. I pulled out Agony and Despair which is my G17L and Beretta M9. I must have shot thirteen of them in the chest, head and stomach. Their Tyrannosaurus-Rex like bodies are like nothing I have seen before. I have seen things like super humans who can obliterate worlds and others who can take a kick to the face and laugh it off as it never happened or it’s a bug bite. But this seems like they’ve been hit with radioactive particles
"Jason Souluos you are coming with us!" he demanded with fury and rage about to come out of his six thousand year old voice. He seemed to be the leader of them. He looked worse than any of them.
"The games begin now." So then as they all charged at me and I took one of the mutated people shoved him into another one of those freaks that have dinosaur scales .I am not joking, take a T-rex and make it a humanoid then give it weapon eleven claws coming out between their knuckles. The one I shoved got stabbed by the claws of the humanoid it ran into. I then took one of their scaly arms amputated it and ripped the claw out with my god like strength. I started using that with my sword of sorrow. The sword shattered into a million particles right in front of my eyes as I stabbed one of the T-rex people. I holstered it and I started running toward them and shot them with the rest of my ammo from Agony and Despair. I also shot down a pterodactyl…… Wait pterodactyl?! What the ...... This is insane. This needs to end but I know it won’t end with me slayed thirteen thousand people. Using my telekinesis, I took a steel pipe off the ground and it flew into my hands that are covered by black gloves. Then without any kind of break in my endless motion, I swung it into one of their jaws, I split the things head in half. I say thing because there is no species for this. It is NOT human, not by a long shot. I'm hoping i can get to my small home town of Bethany after this fight. When I was in the middle of shooting a t-rex humanoid Agony broke. I was furious by any extent. My eyes were turning pitch black. At this point my power was growing. That is what usually happens when my eyes darken out of anger or adrenaline going through my body at the max. I shot up into the sky and I used my red and blue rays which must have killed at least twelve thousand people and the rest tried to flee. I hunted them all down like rabid dogs viciously killing them by ripping them limb from limb. When I got to the leader I used the broken gun that is Agony which is actually my dead dad’s gun he used for protection, accept for the night he died. I set his adamantium teeth into the gun and I slammed his jaw with all my might of unleashed uncontrollable fury into the gun and I then heard a crack actually no a crunch. I then knew for sure his jaw was broken. He then tried to hit me in the back with his weapon eleven claws but I blocked that one and slammed my fist straight into his skull. When I was about to walk off I heard him stand to his feet to fight.
"You don't know when to give up." I spit with venom and disgust in my voice faltering with sadness knowing it was just like my dead dad. He was a great man, I wish he could be here today. I think he would be proud of me.
He tried to strike my side with his leg but I picked him up by his legs and slammed him in the ground by the tail bone. I then jumped on him and slammed my fist into his head again and again until his head was completely gone and there was nothing but the only sentient thing left of his brain matter on the ground. Then I knew I had won this fight but now the war I have started with my broken Glock. A broken tool is still usable. Trust me they will work so never throw away a broken tool, somehow it will still work.

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