Heartless-Spriter

"...5" Darius' body began emitting a purpleish-blue glow. "Hey, the plasma kid thinks hes got something going. I'll show him not to mess with us and be so cocky doing so!" exclaimed the tobacco smoking man. "4...3" Darius continued his count. "Tch, let's finish this quickly, actually- let's wait till he reaches one. Then he'll know we beat him in one second," said the other man. "2...1" Darius was almost finished his count. His eyes were white, body covered in plasma and did not look human any longer. The three men attacked at the same time...One jumped in the air, one swept to the floor and the other decided to take him head on. He did

"Why do you always stare into the sky?" the woman asked the man. "I don't know, but whenever I think about that day...I just remember looking at clouds." The man zoned back into reality, and put his drink down. He gave off a feeling as if he's lived life, and he had nothing left to live for. He was cold, lonely, and more than anything- sad. "Here's your money, 500 belli", the man put down a big bag of cash on the counter. "The drink only costs 50 belli," replied the woman as she stared at the cash. "That's your tip. You can have all of it, I hate having change and hearing it go up and down. Well, I'm off again. Going to go catch me a bi