p style="text-align: left;"(thoughts) strongYelling. emVoices in ya head/em/strong/p
p style="text-align: left;"em"Killing still feels like winning doesn't it?" /emThat damned voice in my head... argh. ever since I started killing, it felt more like winning each time. I think I may be crazy to say that. but whatever right? "emSure it feels like winning but. its wrong" I pointed towards that voice. "You weren't saying that when you were going guns n'blazin through that pirate camp with bullets getting all over and you couldn't feel anything, now were you saying that's wrong?" that voice. its gonna be the end of my ass very soon. "Well Jason brody. might wanna wake up now. I have enough crap with you. fer real. I have enough crap to talk about right now but right now you need to chill. see you tomorrow night." the voice said very tired. So I wake up... /em/p
p style="text-align: left;"*yawn* "huhuhgah. What? where the hell am I? OH CRAP." I just may of thought I screwed up. way to bad. I grab the knife. and leggo! I explore the house.. I see two people. My instinct here tells me talk to them when my hand is saying. shank the suckers and get the hell outta here! "Who are you people? why did you take me?" I questioned.. I really don't need to meet people right now. I need to be chill about this. "Your in somewhere in... Hawaii. put down the knife and take a chill pill." I just dropped my damn knife. I don't know what I was doing in Hawaii, But i knew this had to be a damned dream! I grabbed the knife. and just went with my flow. i walked out and he was right.. beaches. people... em"Lots of fresh kills" my voice interrupted. /embut i didn't care. i didn't see anything that looked like rook island. but i had question, Am i on drugs? I have already been through a lot with that woman citra. ugh. cant talk about it. guah. "WHAT THE...NOPE" i just ran back into the shack. grabbed all my stuff... and just went out. "Hello world. heh" I started running with my pistol towards a shack, Time to kick some ass. but while i am running i am telling myself right here don't do anything you will regret. unlike in rook island where the privateers and pirates are the real law, here they have "police" i barely know anything about them during my time at rook. but they do bust people like me. so i holstered my pistol and just walked back, i need to chill. so yeah.. i decide to take a boat back to rook. people need me.. Until,../p
p style="text-align: left;"TO BE CONTINUED! sorry about that other chapter. i don't know what i am supposed to do here. but. a lot weirder and harder to understand than wattpad. so give me a few things to understand before i get on here. XD 4 to 6 hours to publish dis. its some of dat bull bull. anyways bai./p
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p style="text-align: left;"em"Killing still feels like winning doesn't it?" /emThat damned voice in my head... argh. ever since I started killing, it felt more like winning each time. I think I may be crazy to say that. but whatever right? "emSure it feels like winning but. its wrong" I pointed towards that voice. "You weren't saying that when you were going guns n'blazin through that pirate camp with bullets getting all over and you couldn't feel anything, now were you saying that's wrong?" that voice. its gonna be the end of my ass very soon. "Well Jason brody. might wanna wake up now. I have enough crap with you. fer real. I have enough crap to talk about right now but right now you need to chill. see you tomorrow night." the voice said very tired. So I wake up... /em/p
p style="text-align: left;"*yawn* "huhuhgah. What? where the hell am I? OH CRAP." I just may of thought I screwed up. way to bad. I grab the knife. and leggo! I explore the house.. I see two people. My instinct here tells me talk to them when my hand is saying. shank the suckers and get the hell outta here! "Who are you people? why did you take me?" I questioned.. I really don't need to meet people right now. I need to be chill about this. "Your in somewhere in... Hawaii. put down the knife and take a chill pill." I just dropped my damn knife. I don't know what I was doing in Hawaii, But i knew this had to be a damned dream! I grabbed the knife. and just went with my flow. i walked out and he was right.. beaches. people... em"Lots of fresh kills" my voice interrupted. /embut i didn't care. i didn't see anything that looked like rook island. but i had question, Am i on drugs? I have already been through a lot with that woman citra. ugh. cant talk about it. guah. "WHAT THE...NOPE" i just ran back into the shack. grabbed all my stuff... and just went out. "Hello world. heh" I started running with my pistol towards a shack, Time to kick some ass. but while i am running i am telling myself right here don't do anything you will regret. unlike in rook island where the privateers and pirates are the real law, here they have "police" i barely know anything about them during my time at rook. but they do bust people like me. so i holstered my pistol and just walked back, i need to chill. so yeah.. i decide to take a boat back to rook. people need me.. Until,../p
p style="text-align: left;"TO BE CONTINUED! sorry about that other chapter. i don't know what i am supposed to do here. but. a lot weirder and harder to understand than wattpad. so give me a few things to understand before i get on here. XD 4 to 6 hours to publish dis. its some of dat bull bull. anyways bai./p
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