The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
David takes a long agonising breath and smiles weakly before looking up into Samantha’s narrowing eyes. “It was what it was, wasn’t it?” He says. “If you mean nothing, yes it was. A means to an end you might say, for the road to vengeance drags all manner of beasts within, some guilty others innocent, …
“The suffocation I feel is painfully uncomfortable, why do you wish to know more? Isn’t that enough?” “Nothing is enough when there is true desire within all we are. I want to taste everything you are and know that even in the deep dark places where the salt forms within you that I know of what …
“I cannot be responsible for your pessimism, for it is not my fault! Why don’t you blame those who are really responsible, the ones up you’ve surrounded yourself with your entire life. They are the ones who should hold some sort of blame in what you are!” “It’s not pessimism you manipulative son-of-a-bitch, it’s the …
“Why do we see what we know to be a lie as something more than it could ever be, when we know deep within everything we are that this things we hold so high above all things is a lie?” “What?” Jarvis says as he screws his face up in confusion. “Don’t pretend you are oblivious …
As the light fades away Darwin lowers his gaze towards the muddy ground below and tightens his hands into fists. “Until the end then?” A voice says from the nothingness. “It was always the goal, why have a beginning and a end, if one does not utilise them to their utmost potential.” The voice laughs a …
“One thing I need to know before I go,” Carol asks looking nervously towards Ricky. He smiles playfully and shuffles back into his seat. “Hit me,” He says enthusiastically. Her cheeks glow bright red, and she feels her stomach twist, she swallows and smiles. “W-W-When your character died in the season eight final, why did …
“We never really prepared for this shit in training, all we ever did was scenario after scenario that dealt with everyday bullshit, but this, I don’t even know where to begin with this!” Carter says as he kneels down and closes Sammy’s eyelids. “You’re don’t need training to deal with this sort of thing,” Watkins …
“I didn’t realise that everything I ever told you was going to be used against me. I feel somehow, when we first met you should’ve read me my rights so I knew what I was in for.” “You’re being a bit overdramatic aren’t you?” “You’re not the one being grilled over shit that never meant …
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“If we were to hit their dive plate, we could cause a chain reaction that in theory would destroy it completely.” “Do you think you can get us there in one not so perfect piece?” “I can try, but with our shields being as they are, I cannot give you....”
The hand of Demento’s gigantic robot warrior grips O’Hare tightly and squeezes, the sound of bones snapping beneath the boys grip fills the air, but is soon drowned out by O’Hare’s screams. Natasha weakly pulls herself from the ground and bears witness to O’Hare’s final moments, her eyes grow wide
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