Sighing with regret you recite a solemn eulogy of the old man’s passing. An old man you didn’t get to know as well as you could have… since well you killed him with that voice of yours. It’s also a good tag line to put on your business card when auditioning for voice acting work. “Ray the bear, my voice can kill people” Okay maybe is sounded better in your head.
For the memorial you invited your friends, family and other woodland creatures to come together and speak kind words of the old man no one really knew existed. Even the guy with the tank and you’d assume he’d notice an old man coming in and out of the woods to buy good at the store. But it’s understandable since you don’t even know the guy with the tank. I got confused since you may have run into him if you made better choices, also the old man may have lived if you didn’t kill him.
The memorial was glorious and everyone had fun. And it only took them 2 hours before they were all completely bombed, so that’s a new record for them. As you were saying your goodbyes you got sneak attacked by Ted the anthropomorphic white shark. He got you good in the ribs then began to pummel you and bite at your face. He always had to start with you for no reason, the jerk. It’s wasn’t a color thing though, he was just a dick and had anger issues.
Before the last drunken memorial attendee left you were a motionless pile of fur and gore. So that person just called everyone back and they had a memorial for you. This time it only took them 5 minutes to get blitzed. From then on everyone shall remember your death as the day they saw an anthropomorphic shark destroy and anthropomorphic bear… and more importantly they shattered their getting drunk at a memorial record.
The End
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