I have a problem..
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I like to stalk people.
Follow them everywhere they go. They get in a cab or car, I'll follow behind them slowly at pace equal to theirs, always 2 cars length behind them. They get a hot dog, I get a hot dog, etc.
While doing this one day I came across a couple. A dark haired man with medium length hair, and this girl who had gorgeous long blond hair.
I followed this couple for miles, from city to city, they were seemingly happy, joyful, in love with one another. The man cared for his girlfriend, and the girlfriend cared for her boyfriend.
They ate happily together, eating hot dogs, taking in the city. Always staring into each others eyes with deep glee and happiness. I had never seen so much love between two people. I cared for these two as much as they cared for each other. I would do as much as I can to make sure nothing would ever happen too them. After going ahead of them a bit and beating up hobos, walking in traffic ahead of them to make sure if a car were to come I would take it for them, and any other nuisance there could be.
Then it happened. After watching them stare at a giant ad in the Star Juction I realized something. I am alone. No one. I began to feel sad.
I thought to myself, "Why can that man not be me?" "Is he any better than me?" "Why wouldn't she think of dating me? Get some coffee, even at least TALK TOO ME?" I wanted her. I wanted this mysterious blond with the looks of an angel, and the laugh of a child. I wanted to be that man, I wanted to have what he had, to know that joy of having somebody care for your own well being. I was jealous of the man. I wanted that I could not have, that I desired for so much. The longer I watched them, the longer I wanted to become him, at any cost. I then felt remorse. Saddened of what I had become, a lonesome man stalking random pedestrians. But when the thought of this man touching her, kissing her, loving her... the thought of remorse was thrown to the back of my head as if I had never thought it.
I set forth a plan. I will kill him. Take up my new identity as him. And me and the blond will live happily together forever.
I knew what I had to do. I drive her whilst her screaming like a banshee. I reach my destination. The cliff next to Mikhail Faustin's house. A place I had gone many times to reflect on my day. It was my favourite spot.
I rev my engine. She screams even louder. I drive faster, faster, and faster. Her death curling scream gets louder, louder, and louder.
We fly off the edge.
Everything is then silent for a mere second. This second feels like an eternity. I know what I am doing, I feel no regret. I am also for the first time in a long time; happy.
I then revive at a hospital and steal a Blista Compact and go bowling with Roman and s
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Follow them everywhere they go. They get in a cab or car, I'll follow behind them slowly at pace equal to theirs, always 2 cars length behind them. They get a hot dog, I get a hot dog, etc.
While doing this one day I came across a couple. A dark haired man with medium length hair, and this girl who had gorgeous long blond hair.
I followed this couple for miles, from city to city, they were seemingly happy, joyful, in love with one another. The man cared for his girlfriend, and the girlfriend cared for her boyfriend.
They ate happily together, eating hot dogs, taking in the city. Always staring into each others eyes with deep glee and happiness. I had never seen so much love between two people. I cared for these two as much as they cared for each other. I would do as much as I can to make sure nothing would ever happen too them. After going ahead of them a bit and beating up hobos, walking in traffic ahead of them to make sure if a car were to come I would take it for them, and any other nuisance there could be.
Then it happened. After watching them stare at a giant ad in the Star Juction I realized something. I am alone. No one. I began to feel sad.
I thought to myself, "Why can that man not be me?" "Is he any better than me?" "Why wouldn't she think of dating me? Get some coffee, even at least TALK TOO ME?" I wanted her. I wanted this mysterious blond with the looks of an angel, and the laugh of a child. I wanted to be that man, I wanted to have what he had, to know that joy of having somebody care for your own well being. I was jealous of the man. I wanted that I could not have, that I desired for so much. The longer I watched them, the longer I wanted to become him, at any cost. I then felt remorse. Saddened of what I had become, a lonesome man stalking random pedestrians. But when the thought of this man touching her, kissing her, loving her... the thought of remorse was thrown to the back of my head as if I had never thought it.
I set forth a plan. I will kill him. Take up my new identity as him. And me and the blond will live happily together forever.
I knew what I had to do. I drive her whilst her screaming like a banshee. I reach my destination. The cliff next to Mikhail Faustin's house. A place I had gone many times to reflect on my day. It was my favourite spot.
I rev my engine. She screams even louder. I drive faster, faster, and faster. Her death curling scream gets louder, louder, and louder.
We fly off the edge.
Everything is then silent for a mere second. This second feels like an eternity. I know what I am doing, I feel no regret. I am also for the first time in a long time; happy.
I then revive at a hospital and steal a Blista Compact and go bowling with Roman and s
t.Edited by Frankeh on Thursday 20th May 11:29
Jonny671 said:
Did you write that?
I know what its about though..
Lol, no. I just edited it a little bit to make the reveal at the end rather than knowing it's about gta from the start. Makes it funnier imo.I know what its about though..
Also, I couldn't say I didn't write it in the original post or again it would have lost some WTFness.
Frankeh said:
Jonny671 said:
Did you write that?
I know what its about though..
Lol, no. I just edited it a little bit to make the reveal at the end rather than knowing it's about gta from the start. Makes it funnier imo.I know what its about though..
Also, I couldn't say I didn't write it in the original post or again it would have lost some WTFness.
Thanks for posting it
Morningside said:
soad said:
GTA, motherfker. And breathe - video game addiction.
Sure allows you to get away with stuff you normally wouldn't
Anyone played the GTA multiplayer addon hack? Its brilliantker. And breathe - video game addiction. Sure allows you to get away with stuff you normally wouldn't
I never got to play the san andreas multiplayer mod. Was it all v all? Mass multiplayer. No servers, just city where everyone spawns.
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