St. John Allerdyce (untamedinferno) wrote in snapthread, @ 2019-05-22 15:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | kitty pryde (616), st john allerdyce (616) |
WHO: St. John Allerdyce and Kitty Pryde.
WHAT: John is hunting for something.
WHERE: Doors and random places.
WHEN: Taking place Friday afternoon.
RATING: Low? Language from John.
St. John had enough with altercations with others. St John was tired of getting the short shake. St. John fucking hated the people of this god damn little village.
St. John was hunting for beef.
Progressive, you could say that. One moment hating the world, the next trying to help them. To be fair if you asked him, he could go for what he was hunting for too. So during one of the conversations he picked up that these people needed something fierce, and that was a good ole fashion burger... with or with out.
So day one, Monday. John visited the doors. Opened it, and immediately got soaked. What the fuck. The door opened at the bottom of a body of water. John slammed the door shut, and went home. No beef.
Day two, Tuesday. John once again visited the doors, and opened up. Green grass. That's a good sta- What was that? John leaned through the door squinting just enough to make out the black slick giant beetle charging him. And he meant giant. John closed the door, and called it a day.
Day three, Wednesday. This was the day! John ripped open the door and bounced through immediately, and landed face first in some sand. Next to two men on camels with automatic weapons in hand. Well. Not good. Short fight, and a lot of fire later he dispatched of the problem. Camels, hump day, very funny doors. Not even anything worth taking after. John went back through the door with nothing to show.
Day four, Thursday. This was getting old. He needed a win. Just one simple win. No desert, no giant beetles, just a normal place with normal things. So, Pyro opened the door and the first thing he sees, are five men with one dead and bleeding man. Everyone just stared at each other for a moment. Casually Pyro closed the door leaving the men to their work.
Now this was day five, Friday. This had to be the day, but he found himself not going through, because he just didn't want any bullshit. A simple act of kindness being thwarted by insane expectations of the real world, so here he stood, staring at the door saying his silent prayer. That was when he heard someone walking towards him. Great company.
"Look, I'm going through. Just give me a moment." Pyro barked annoyed.