Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28718853-20171118021007/@comment-28546904-20171221054449

"Oh hell to the no. You got to kidding me! Even my adopted son is most likely going to inherit my misfortune curse." I muttered before shouting loudly and powering up my inner energies.

"Hey! What's up guys?!"

That immediatly got their attention, a few of them blanching at my sudden arrival. In the background I could faintly hear someone mention something about a hogie.

"So what are you doing?!" I say in a annoyed yet angered tone.

"What are we doing?" The mayor replies in a scared tone.

"What are you doing?!" I repeated.

"Nothing that concerns you much!" The mayer yelps with fright.

"Sending my son to hell aye?!" I acuse.

"Sending your son to hell?" The mayor says, trying to sound confused but failing.

"Are you?!" I finished.

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"Yes." The mayor finaly replies.


 * Twitch!

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"I'm gonna fucking kill you!" I declare. "But first, here's a pun for you! Hear about that circus fire?! It was in tents!"


 * Proceeds to massacare everyone that was involved and closing the gates to hell.

--- Timeskip...

"Where are we going dad?" My adopted son asks.

"Getting the hell out of here thats what." I reply.

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