“Had a dream we had to reshoot a MH entry because Brian had some kind of burn on his face and Troy was like “I CAN’T FUCKING USE THIS NOW EVERYONE’S GOING TO NOTICE WE HAVE TO SHOOT ALL OF IT AGAIN”—Tim Sutton on twitter
The best memories he have of Amy before she went missing was on their fifth date. They were at a friend’s birthday party and her room mate, Jessica, made water balloons for everyone to throw. The couple pretty much went to town, throwing the most balloons at each other until they were soaked to the bone. After the fun, they cuddle up in the large towel they took to dry off.
If he ever finds her, the first thing he’ll do is get away from this hell and hold her.
Alex rested under the shades to cool off from the summer heat. The park had a good view of the woods and lake, along with a lot of people to pick off.
A long, thin hand rested on his head, follow by static in his ears. “Okay, we’ll get some ice cream and we’ll scare the people out of the woods.” he said to the tall being standing in the shade beside him. “And after that, we’ll see the fireworks. Just remember not to set their stuff on fire like last year.”
While it’s not nearly as brutal in its realism as a certain other piece of shit game, you can still royally screw things up and find yourself with a hospital from hell where every manner of bodily fluid flows freely through the halls and people die of horrible illness left and right. Does that sound like a fun experience to you? It probably shouldn’t. Be there Thursday night anyway!
He had considered stripping the Operator while he slept, but there was a huge problem with that: the suit would be slightly uncomfortable, given that they wore different sizes. There was also the fact that he’d probably get tortured to death if he tried to touch the Operator, and the Operator didn’t actually sleep, but the size was the main problem.
So, he’d saved up his money and purchased one from Walmart. Except Walmart didn’t sell suits. So he had to travel to Mount Doom to buy a fucking suit because that is the only place that sells them seriously why can’t I buy a freaking suit at Walmart.
He returned to Alabama wearing the suit and went to find the Operator.
Naruto what are you doing.
You’re not killing Sasuke ok.
You’re going to marry him and have two kids named Sanji and Eri.
Don’t fucking kill Sasuke.
The Operator slammed shut the copy of Naruto, disgusted. How dare Naruto kill Sasuke when they were obviously in love? It was madness. He couldn’t read any more.
He sensed Tim somewhere around, hiding in the trees somewhere. Whenever you feel like coming out…
But really, he didn’t care. Tim would come to him eventually. But now he had nothing to do, since he was not going to read any more of Naruto. Ever. Ever again. Because it was worthless if Sasuke was dead.
He returned to his page and read intently.
Tim was meandering closer now, feeling exceedingly proud of himself now. This would be the ultimate payback. Well it would be if he had an octopus or a squid, which he didn’t, but that wasn’t important. He got closer to the Operator, currently engrossed in… Naruto? Oh, yes. Definite blackmail material. Unless his memory was wiped, which he was certain wouldn’t happen.
Okay, Tim. What are you doing?
“How do you like it now, HUH?!” Tim shouted, and tilted his head. There was a long silence – even the cicadas stopped chirping.
"NOT THE BEEEEEEES!" shouted Nicolas Cage as he cowers behind you as the swarm flew around the two of you, preventing you from escaping from their stingy wraith. "THEY’RE GOING TO GET IN OUR EYEEEEEEEES."
"Stop rubbing my stomach. No matter how many times you do that, a genie will NOT pop out of my bellybutton to give you wishes OR give you good luck." he said as you were rubbing his belly, only to not give a shit and keep going, follow by hearing Tim sighing in defeat.
You always wonder what kind of underwear Brian wears. Summoning up the courage, you slid your hand into his pants and grabbing the elastic band, pulling it out of the pants while he started protesting. “I KNEW IT! Boxers with pictures of mountains on them!”
You try not to choke on the fruit in question as Tim’s expression was too funny for words. Never in his life as he seen anyone deep throating a banana without gagging or laughing while you wonder what dirty thoughts goes on in that head of his.