Now the advice of his mother was pretty good if youre trying to comfort a crying boy who is mad because he didnt get to eat chicken tenders, but the advice that his father gave him was far more applicable in the current situation. Shagrath's father always told him that he was an ugly good for nothing loser, this was usually before beating him mercilessly with various whip-like objects. Now that might seem like a bad thing to tell a child, but Shagrath knew that if he was going to survive this crazy town he would need to act like he wasnt afraid. Shagrath would need to wear a facade that gave off the illusion that he wasnt scared of anything, in fact everything should be scared of him. So thats what he did. Shagrath squared up and acted like the toughest most threatening man around and then kinda did nothing after that except for look at a wall because it had really interesting graffiti on it.
Wow this town sure is spooky [red] [open]
Mon Apr 09, 2018 11:12 am
Now the advice of his mother was pretty good if youre trying to comfort a crying boy who is mad because he didnt get to eat chicken tenders, but the advice that his father gave him was far more applicable in the current situation. Shagrath's father always told him that he was an ugly good for nothing loser, this was usually before beating him mercilessly with various whip-like objects. Now that might seem like a bad thing to tell a child, but Shagrath knew that if he was going to survive this crazy town he would need to act like he wasnt afraid. Shagrath would need to wear a facade that gave off the illusion that he wasnt scared of anything, in fact everything should be scared of him. So thats what he did. Shagrath squared up and acted like the toughest most threatening man around and then kinda did nothing after that except for look at a wall because it had really interesting graffiti on it.
Mon Apr 09, 2018 5:37 pm
After having left the bar he made his way down the sketchy streets of Dahlia looking for something interesting to do. After walking for awhile he came across some strange man who seemed to be very confident about himself. The odd thing about the man was that he was just standing still in the middle of bumfuck nowhere, looking at some graffiti on the wall. Chad wasn't one to judge of course, so he made his way up to the man like he would any other individual he was encountering, though as he approached, he noticed that the man looked as though he was quite competent in a fight. To Chad, the easiest way to ascertain this man's level of strength would be to just attack him with a reasonable amount of power to see how he would react.
"Amitabha benefactor", Chad would say.
After he had reached a foot away from the man, Chad threw a quick right straight punch at the mans jaw, that being Shagrath, at full force. Should the blow connect it would smash the man's face in completely and cause massive blunt force trauma to the brain, causing instant death. Chad had assumed this man was at a level where he could take a punch like this of course, so he definitely would be surprised if he couldn't react. By the time Chad had started to speak to Shagrath, the blow would have connected. He had a great desire to find someone who could actually fight him, as the jobs he had been given recently were too low brow for him to find much enjoyment. He was still optimistic about how this man would react, but only time would tell if Chad's search for a good fight would end here.
Mon Apr 09, 2018 6:35 pm
In fact the graffiti was so interesting to Shagrath that he barely even noticed the bald man, who smelled like he enjoyed soy products a little too much, walking up behind him. He heard a vague whisper in a language that he was unable to decipher before feeling the brutal blow of a trained fist crashing directly to his jaw. There was a large white flash, before the force of the blow smashed Shagrath's cranium into the wall in front of him with such a force that he was dead within a matter of seconds. His body slumped to the floor, all of his dreams and aspirations suddenly amounted to nothingness. The last thing he saw before he faded into the afterlife was the shine of light on a bald soyboy's head.
[im dead]
Mon Apr 09, 2018 6:57 pm
He didn't really feel that bad about killing the man, as situations like this had happened a few times in the past. He justified his actions as just sending a poor lost soul into the reincarnation cycle. Maybe the man could reach nirvana in his next life and be something more than some weird ass vagrant looking at graffiti in the middle of the night. Having already confirmed that the man was dead, Chad slipped back into the darkness of the city and made his way back to his room to clean his clothes.
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