In response to squee779slabor's review, i shall never stoop to this level with zim. Zim is awesome. The only reason i wrote this is cuz i HATE SPONGBOB.
PTHM Chap. 3
Squidward's death was all over the news. Patrick sat, drinking beer, and watching the news. The stupid news fish said that the killer must have been in Bikini Bottom.
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Patrick stayed home for the next week. The city began to calm down. So he set out. For Sandy's.
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That night he snuck over to Sandy's house. He brought a homemade explosive, a nailgun, and two knives.
Patrick ran over to the Bubble Dome. He planted the explosive charge next to the door. He ran back up the hill, and set off the explosive charge.
A shockwave blasted Patrick off his feet. A giant air bubble floated up, as the bubble dome suddenly filled with water.
Patrick ran down the hill, and into the bubble dome. Sandy swam out her bedroom window.
Patrick fired the nail gun. The nail flew through the water, and hit her leg. Blood floated around her, as she slowly fell towards the ground. Patrick ran over to her limp body.
She stared at him.
He easily picked her up, and threw her against the tree. Using the nail gun, he nailed her to the tree. Bits of flesh floated around her. Patrick could barely see through all the blood.
She was running out of air.
He dropped the nail gun, and took out the knife.
Sandy stared at the knife with big eyes.
"Have you ever wondered what happens if a person's neck is cut open?"
Sandy's eyes widened.
Patrick lunged forward and slit open her neck. Blood rushed down, and Air rushed upwards.
Sandys eyes rolled back into her head.
Patrick took both knives, and stuck them in her heart, releasing even more blood into the water.
He ran down the street, and stole a small boat on the street. Patrick ripped out the panel on the bottom, and messed with the wires. The alarm suddenly went off, so he ripped out that cable. The light in the house turned on.
Patrick found the right cable, and connected it to another one. The car started up. He quickly drove off, just as the House's door opended up.
Patrick drove out of town, and stayed at a hotel for the next month.
I'm thinkin about taking on a GTA3 type style. What do YOU (The reader) think about my new decision?
PTHM Chap. 3
Squidward's death was all over the news. Patrick sat, drinking beer, and watching the news. The stupid news fish said that the killer must have been in Bikini Bottom.
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Patrick stayed home for the next week. The city began to calm down. So he set out. For Sandy's.
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That night he snuck over to Sandy's house. He brought a homemade explosive, a nailgun, and two knives.
Patrick ran over to the Bubble Dome. He planted the explosive charge next to the door. He ran back up the hill, and set off the explosive charge.
A shockwave blasted Patrick off his feet. A giant air bubble floated up, as the bubble dome suddenly filled with water.
Patrick ran down the hill, and into the bubble dome. Sandy swam out her bedroom window.
Patrick fired the nail gun. The nail flew through the water, and hit her leg. Blood floated around her, as she slowly fell towards the ground. Patrick ran over to her limp body.
She stared at him.
He easily picked her up, and threw her against the tree. Using the nail gun, he nailed her to the tree. Bits of flesh floated around her. Patrick could barely see through all the blood.
She was running out of air.
He dropped the nail gun, and took out the knife.
Sandy stared at the knife with big eyes.
"Have you ever wondered what happens if a person's neck is cut open?"
Sandy's eyes widened.
Patrick lunged forward and slit open her neck. Blood rushed down, and Air rushed upwards.
Sandys eyes rolled back into her head.
Patrick took both knives, and stuck them in her heart, releasing even more blood into the water.
He ran down the street, and stole a small boat on the street. Patrick ripped out the panel on the bottom, and messed with the wires. The alarm suddenly went off, so he ripped out that cable. The light in the house turned on.
Patrick found the right cable, and connected it to another one. The car started up. He quickly drove off, just as the House's door opended up.
Patrick drove out of town, and stayed at a hotel for the next month.
I'm thinkin about taking on a GTA3 type style. What do YOU (The reader) think about my new decision?
