28-03-2004, 05:09
Malavai Fletcher stands at cloud cities square. He has a small platoon with him, although they don’t carry guns, they don’t talk, and it seems they don’t breathe. They just stand there, around their leader, emotionless.
Soon, the men break away, showing the king holding what looks like a type of bat. It was used; the onlookers could see the blood stains. He stood next to a large metal pole; the pole too had blood on it. Not much, it must have been cleaned, but enough to know that someone lost their life here recently.
"BRING OUT DA PRISONA" screams one of the guards.
Two large guards dressed in black and red uniforms carried a sickly looking man toward the king. The king ordered them to tie the man to the pole. By now, an even larger crowd was watching.
The man was crying. 'kin-king...I am sorry...I didnt-didnt know."
"YOU DIDNT KNOW? WHO THE FUCK DIDNT YOU KNOW." the king told the man. The king then turned toward the crowd
"THIS ANIMAL RAPED A WOMAN. NOT JUST ANY GODDAMN WOMAN. HE RAPED MY FUCKING NEICE. MY FUCKING BLOOD. NOW, IT’S MY TURN. I ALREADY TOTURED THIS PIECE OF SHIT ENOUGH WHERE HE WANTED TO DIE....and now, now he will."
The king suddenly swung the bat and hit the man in the face. Breaking his nose, and unleashing pints of blood on the bat.
"YOU FUCKING LIKE IT? DIS IS WHAT SHE FELT!"
He kept hitting the unknown man in the chest and face. The man tried to scream, but his throat couldn’t make a noise. He just spit up more blood. More and more of the man's thick blood poured out. He couldn’t open his eyes. But the man wouldn’t pass out. He was drugged so he would stay awake and feel it all. As the man went to take a breath he felt another blow by the bat. He couldn’t breath. He was in the darkness. He couldn’t see, hear, or breathe. But he felt the pain.
BOOM BOOM BOOM
The impact of the bat didn’t let up. The man tried to hold his breath. He couldn’t. He was dieing. He felt the pain of having no oxygen, and the pain of his body being destroyed. He died suddenly, when the bat impaled his face. Sending his last amount of blood everywhere.
Malavai Fletcher stoop next to the still hung up body. He was laughing. His face covered in the man's blood.
' Hahaha. FUCK YEAH. Take dis a a fuckin warning. Don’t fuck wit ad king. Or this will be you next time. Get the fuck back to your lives."
The people scattered. The king slowly walked into his car. Leaving the body as a reminder to all of his people, that he hadn’t even shown them his worst yet
Malavai Fletcher
Khan, Clan Hell's Horses
king of bumplords.
Pure F*cking Evil
Leader of the dark crystals and mister happy colonies
http://img43.photobucket.com/albums/v131/bumplords/satanic_skull.jpg
Soon, the men break away, showing the king holding what looks like a type of bat. It was used; the onlookers could see the blood stains. He stood next to a large metal pole; the pole too had blood on it. Not much, it must have been cleaned, but enough to know that someone lost their life here recently.
"BRING OUT DA PRISONA" screams one of the guards.
Two large guards dressed in black and red uniforms carried a sickly looking man toward the king. The king ordered them to tie the man to the pole. By now, an even larger crowd was watching.
The man was crying. 'kin-king...I am sorry...I didnt-didnt know."
"YOU DIDNT KNOW? WHO THE FUCK DIDNT YOU KNOW." the king told the man. The king then turned toward the crowd
"THIS ANIMAL RAPED A WOMAN. NOT JUST ANY GODDAMN WOMAN. HE RAPED MY FUCKING NEICE. MY FUCKING BLOOD. NOW, IT’S MY TURN. I ALREADY TOTURED THIS PIECE OF SHIT ENOUGH WHERE HE WANTED TO DIE....and now, now he will."
The king suddenly swung the bat and hit the man in the face. Breaking his nose, and unleashing pints of blood on the bat.
"YOU FUCKING LIKE IT? DIS IS WHAT SHE FELT!"
He kept hitting the unknown man in the chest and face. The man tried to scream, but his throat couldn’t make a noise. He just spit up more blood. More and more of the man's thick blood poured out. He couldn’t open his eyes. But the man wouldn’t pass out. He was drugged so he would stay awake and feel it all. As the man went to take a breath he felt another blow by the bat. He couldn’t breath. He was in the darkness. He couldn’t see, hear, or breathe. But he felt the pain.
BOOM BOOM BOOM
The impact of the bat didn’t let up. The man tried to hold his breath. He couldn’t. He was dieing. He felt the pain of having no oxygen, and the pain of his body being destroyed. He died suddenly, when the bat impaled his face. Sending his last amount of blood everywhere.
Malavai Fletcher stoop next to the still hung up body. He was laughing. His face covered in the man's blood.
' Hahaha. FUCK YEAH. Take dis a a fuckin warning. Don’t fuck wit ad king. Or this will be you next time. Get the fuck back to your lives."
The people scattered. The king slowly walked into his car. Leaving the body as a reminder to all of his people, that he hadn’t even shown them his worst yet
Malavai Fletcher
Khan, Clan Hell's Horses
king of bumplords.
Pure F*cking Evil
Leader of the dark crystals and mister happy colonies
http://img43.photobucket.com/albums/v131/bumplords/satanic_skull.jpg