4chan (hatemachine) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2010-07-14 13:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | 4chan, kumiho |
Who: 4chan and Kumiho
What: A study in terrible decisions.
Where: Some shitty bar
When: Wednesday night
Warnings: Violence, language, blistering misogyny, sexuality and references thereof. Preemptive apologies to Geek for this.
It just fucking figured, he thought. It figured that she would slut around, act like a bitch, and then just fucking ignore him after everything he did for her. Leia didn't appreciate him. If Chris had any balls he'd go up to her and bash her fucking head against the wall and it'd be more than she would deserve.
There was one wrench in his brilliant plan: Chris was terrified of her. On some level he knew that he was a part of her, of Geek, and that he'd have a better chance of arm-wrestling an elephant than even laying a hand on her. Instead, he fought the vitriolic urges flooding every fiber of his being and went to a bar instead, desperate for an excuse to start a bar brawl and systematically drowning with alcohol any inner recognition that his girlfriend was his mother.
How Oedipal.
Chris was three steps into the ancient dance of one tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor when something made the back of his neck itch. He turned around slowly on the bar stool, looking around the room with eyes clouded by alcohol. There was an immortal somewhere in the room. Probably. After ordering and knocking back two more shots (for good luck) Chris wasn't too sure any more.
Something drew his eye to a woman across the room, a drop-dead gorgeous Asian woman leaning against the bar, alone. The baby god's internal reaction was something resembling a cartoon character falling in lust, complete with heart-shaped eyes bursting out like a throbbing animated cock metaphor. He made his way over to her, his five o'clock shadow and twin tequila shots (his idea of "let me buy you a drink") broadcasting him as a true Casanova.
"Hey, baby," he said in a voice he clearly intended to sound smooth, sidling up to her and completely ignoring her irritated look. "Do you have a little Captain in you?"