Re: Last Day
04-28-2012, 03:41 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Stickmeister.
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You have no idea what to do.
There's a certain tone of sincerity to her voice, as well as worry, as if she was trying to tell you more but cannot. You don't know what could possibly result in the offices being in danger, and it seems that she's not willing to reveal that. But she does seem like she genuinely wants to help you.
Something in your gut tells you she's being serious.
And something, deep down, tells you...
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...It tells you that this would just be another long line of failures, and you can't do it. You can't do what she says. You can't risk another failure.
You can't risk anything any more.
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"No...no, I can't do that." The last words of your sentence sputter out, "I'm sorry."
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"...As you wish."
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"You're a dumbass."
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"Hey hey, whoa!" you tell Benson, "Where's that coming from?"
"No, seriously, this is the dumbest thing you've ever done. Alright? Running away from the love of your life. You stupid. Mother. Fucker. This is like, the fucking top of Santa's wishlist. Of dumb shit you've done. It's on the top."
"That makes no sense."
"I don't care. Why are you running away?"
"I haven't talked to her in 3 years and it's damn near impossible to explain why I left and where I've been without driving her away forever.
No. What? No. It's not even that b--no, here, I'll tell you what: I'm going to tell you a story."
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"A few years ago, I entered a Marvel vs Capcom 2 tournament."
"We're off to a good start."
"Don't interrupt me, I don't care if you don't understand fighting games, I'm giving you a life lesson. So I enter this tournament, and I'm nervous as fuck. There was going to be so many people who are way fucking better than me, and I knew I wasn't going to win. I almost didn't enter because I was afraid of becoming a complete embarrassment in front of, like, three hundred of my friends, because I would lose so hard."
"And you lost?"
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"You're god damn right I lost. But here's the thing: I entered the tournament. I got over the fear of entering the tournament and faced whatever could possibly happen when I entered. And it turned out nothing happened. I had a good time. The guy I lost too gave me some tips on Magneto. It was fun as hell."
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"What does this possibly have to do with accidentally meeting up with a girl I was in love with whom I haven't talked to or explained anything to in three years?"
"It has everything to do with it, dumbass! Look at you, you're running away. How fucking stupid is that? You're afraid of pursuing that of which you love because of stupid reasons that don't even exist. You don't want to face the possible consequences, that of which aren't even likely, because you think something terrible is going to happen, like she's just going to fucking get up and leave you. No, I'll tell you what she thinks, she probably thinks you've been purposefully avoiding her by running away, which only makes it likely that she'll just fucking get up and leave you. You still love her right?"
"Well, ye--"
"Yeah! And you can at least explain to her what happened, rather than leaving her completely in the blank and hating you forever, right?
"I gue--"
"Right! So quit being such a dumbass and talk to her, dumbass!"
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Mibbs Wrote:fuck that follow ted
Saint Game Wrote:>go find a safe place
>wait, it may be a trick and she's trying to trap you.
>wait, it may not be a trick and she's honestly trying to help, and to stay in the open is suicide.
>third option, find another employee and buddy up.
You have no idea what to do.
There's a certain tone of sincerity to her voice, as well as worry, as if she was trying to tell you more but cannot. You don't know what could possibly result in the offices being in danger, and it seems that she's not willing to reveal that. But she does seem like she genuinely wants to help you.
Something in your gut tells you she's being serious.
And something, deep down, tells you...
...It tells you that this would just be another long line of failures, and you can't do it. You can't do what she says. You can't risk another failure.
You can't risk anything any more.
"No...no, I can't do that." The last words of your sentence sputter out, "I'm sorry."
"...As you wish."
"You're a dumbass."
"Hey hey, whoa!" you tell Benson, "Where's that coming from?"
"No, seriously, this is the dumbest thing you've ever done. Alright? Running away from the love of your life. You stupid. Mother. Fucker. This is like, the fucking top of Santa's wishlist. Of dumb shit you've done. It's on the top."
"That makes no sense."
"I don't care. Why are you running away?"
"I haven't talked to her in 3 years and it's damn near impossible to explain why I left and where I've been without driving her away forever.
No. What? No. It's not even that b--no, here, I'll tell you what: I'm going to tell you a story."
"A few years ago, I entered a Marvel vs Capcom 2 tournament."
"We're off to a good start."
"Don't interrupt me, I don't care if you don't understand fighting games, I'm giving you a life lesson. So I enter this tournament, and I'm nervous as fuck. There was going to be so many people who are way fucking better than me, and I knew I wasn't going to win. I almost didn't enter because I was afraid of becoming a complete embarrassment in front of, like, three hundred of my friends, because I would lose so hard."
"And you lost?"
"You're god damn right I lost. But here's the thing: I entered the tournament. I got over the fear of entering the tournament and faced whatever could possibly happen when I entered. And it turned out nothing happened. I had a good time. The guy I lost too gave me some tips on Magneto. It was fun as hell."
"What does this possibly have to do with accidentally meeting up with a girl I was in love with whom I haven't talked to or explained anything to in three years?"
"It has everything to do with it, dumbass! Look at you, you're running away. How fucking stupid is that? You're afraid of pursuing that of which you love because of stupid reasons that don't even exist. You don't want to face the possible consequences, that of which aren't even likely, because you think something terrible is going to happen, like she's just going to fucking get up and leave you. No, I'll tell you what she thinks, she probably thinks you've been purposefully avoiding her by running away, which only makes it likely that she'll just fucking get up and leave you. You still love her right?"
"Well, ye--"
"Yeah! And you can at least explain to her what happened, rather than leaving her completely in the blank and hating you forever, right?
"I gue--"
"Right! So quit being such a dumbass and talk to her, dumbass!"
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