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I clenched my fist, feeling the warm nervous sweat between my quivering fingers as I faced him. Patrixxx. |
I clenched my fist, feeling the warm nervous sweat between my quivering fingers as I faced him. Patrixxx. My heart was racing, every muscle in my body clenched as Patrixxx's pink mouth curled into a smile. |
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He darted forward, dashing with the agility of a much thinner starfish. |
He darted forward, dashing with the agility of a much thinner starfish. I braced as he planted a powerful punch in my stomach. I stumbled backwards, panting as he aimed another blow at my head. |
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I ducked as his powerful pink fist embedded itself in the concrete where my head was. |
I ducked as his powerful pink fist embedded itself in the concrete where my head was. I leapt up, throwing a punch towards the side of his face. Contact. Patrixxx's head snapped back. I took the opportunity to attack once more, I roundhouse kicked towards his fleshy side. CRUNCH! Patrixxx had a broken rib. |
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Patrixxx looked up at me before thrusting his hand into his rolls of fat. |
Patrixxx looked up at me before thrusting his hand into his rolls of fat. He withdrew a small handgun. |
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"Hey, no fair!" I protested. |
"Hey, no fair!" I protested. Patrixxx fired twice, scarcely missing my chest, I reached forwards, slapping the gun out of his hand. It skittered away on the concrete. |
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Patrixxx bent over, reaching towards the firearm. |
Patrixxx bent over, reaching towards the firearm. I leapt on to his back, wrapping my arms around his two-chinned neck. |
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He attemted to fling me of, but I tightened my grip, cutting of his air supply. |
He attemted to fling me of, but I tightened my grip, cutting of his air supply. His face turned from a pale pink colour to a bright blue, before he went limp. |
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[[File:OMG_BATTLE.jpg|thumb|310px|Im the smiley face]] |
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I had killed Patrixxx, I had done the impossible. |
I had killed Patrixxx, I had done the impossible. |
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Patrixxx stirred. |
Patrixxx stirred. |
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"Oh no! I new he couldn't be beaten! |
"Oh no! I new he couldn't be beaten! I'm doomed!" |
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Patrixxx stepped towards me and I knew it was over, he could not die, only kept at bay, and eventually I will tire, and when that day comes... |
Patrixxx stepped towards me and I knew it was over, he could not die, only kept at bay, and eventually I will tire, and when that day comes... |
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'''God help us all.''' |
'''God help us all.''' |
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Latest revision as of 15:44, 1 June 2023
I clenched my fist, feeling the warm nervous sweat between my quivering fingers as I faced him. Patrixxx. My heart was racing, every muscle in my body clenched as Patrixxx's pink mouth curled into a smile.
He darted forward, dashing with the agility of a much thinner starfish. I braced as he planted a powerful punch in my stomach. I stumbled backwards, panting as he aimed another blow at my head.
I ducked as his powerful pink fist embedded itself in the concrete where my head was. I leapt up, throwing a punch towards the side of his face. Contact. Patrixxx's head snapped back. I took the opportunity to attack once more, I roundhouse kicked towards his fleshy side. CRUNCH! Patrixxx had a broken rib.
Patrixxx looked up at me before thrusting his hand into his rolls of fat. He withdrew a small handgun.
"Hey, no fair!" I protested. Patrixxx fired twice, scarcely missing my chest, I reached forwards, slapping the gun out of his hand. It skittered away on the concrete.
Patrixxx bent over, reaching towards the firearm. I leapt on to his back, wrapping my arms around his two-chinned neck.
He attemted to fling me of, but I tightened my grip, cutting of his air supply. His face turned from a pale pink colour to a bright blue, before he went limp.
I had killed Patrixxx, I had done the impossible.
Patrixxx stirred.
"Oh no! I new he couldn't be beaten! I'm doomed!"
Patrixxx stepped towards me and I knew it was over, he could not die, only kept at bay, and eventually I will tire, and when that day comes...
God help us all.
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