05-31-2014, 11:15 PM
Mudak was giving Yuri some candy to try?
Hooy Na Ny! Don't mind if I do, Govnosos!
He took it right out of Mudak's hand and popped it in his mouth. Yeah, that was the straight dope. He sighed and power flooded into him, enough to titstomp the fucking neighborhood.
"All right, I got this."
Fuck, if only he'd known he could make dope using the power like ten years ago. When Mudak had shown him the pattern he'd paid more attention to it than if he'd been showing Yuri an albatross that vomited gold and shit coke. Or a vulture or something. He wasn't really sure what an albatross looked like.
Candied out of his mind, Yuri started humming a song to himself in rhythm with the weave he was building. One, two, shit in the loo.
The pattern started forming as he layered fire, water, air and earth. Three, four, go for the score.
Like a rhythm he built up the net with all of the colors he knew, just like he remembered seeing. Five, six, suck on ma dix.
What a great fucking day. He was just about ready to pass the net over the pills.
An odd sound slipped through his euphoric state and tickled his consciousness. He turned to Mudak and gave him a dopey grin. "Hey, boss, I think I hear someone outside."
Hooy Na Ny! Don't mind if I do, Govnosos!
He took it right out of Mudak's hand and popped it in his mouth. Yeah, that was the straight dope. He sighed and power flooded into him, enough to titstomp the fucking neighborhood.
"All right, I got this."
Fuck, if only he'd known he could make dope using the power like ten years ago. When Mudak had shown him the pattern he'd paid more attention to it than if he'd been showing Yuri an albatross that vomited gold and shit coke. Or a vulture or something. He wasn't really sure what an albatross looked like.
Candied out of his mind, Yuri started humming a song to himself in rhythm with the weave he was building. One, two, shit in the loo.
The pattern started forming as he layered fire, water, air and earth. Three, four, go for the score.
Like a rhythm he built up the net with all of the colors he knew, just like he remembered seeing. Five, six, suck on ma dix.
What a great fucking day. He was just about ready to pass the net over the pills.
An odd sound slipped through his euphoric state and tickled his consciousness. He turned to Mudak and gave him a dopey grin. "Hey, boss, I think I hear someone outside."