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Caldwin

Eorzean Idiot
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You know, every time someone says "it's the only way," I'm immediately in the process of thinking up several other different ways to do the same thing.
 

Caldwin

Eorzean Idiot
Citizen
Hold on. Hold on. One second. This installation has a substantial dollar value attached to it.
 

The Mighty Mollusk

Scream all you like, 'cause we're all mad here
Citizen
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard.

All the boys.

A terrible rumble shakes the earth as the horde of boys approaches, their march creating a dust cloud that blots out the sun.

The horrific squelching of crushed flesh and shattered bone as more and more boys pile atop each other, knowing that the yard cannot hold them all but compelled to do so anyway.

Blood and bile flow like the rivers of the Nine Hells, panicked wildlife fleeing the grisly tableau.

Suddenly the ground can hold no more. The air fills with the deafening screech of torn bedrock as the earth gives way, sending the boys tumbling into the abyss below.

I stand at the rim of the crater, milkshake in hand, staring in wide-eyed, hollow horror at the carnage, ears ringing with the groans and cries of the shattered and the dying.

What have I done.

What have I done.
 


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