09-16-2021, 01:41:45 AM
Dale just looks upon Big Ben, trying to urge him he enjoyed every second of it. Sure, he had premonitions of killing, like wanting to do so as a bounty hunter, a soldier of fortune or even being an executioner at a prison. But being forced to take away three innocent lives was just way too much for him. He didn't want to do it, and he sure as hell doesn't want Big Ben trying to warm up to the killing. He rises up, now feeling angry over everything.
You..... shut up! Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!!!
He runs over to Big Ben and punches him in the legs. All he could really do, considering the size of the two men and between his towering stature and Dale's scrawny physique, probably didn't phase him that much. But he didn't care. He was doing what he could to unleash the pain he had inside him from the past several days.
You..... shut up! Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!!!
He runs over to Big Ben and punches him in the legs. All he could really do, considering the size of the two men and between his towering stature and Dale's scrawny physique, probably didn't phase him that much. But he didn't care. He was doing what he could to unleash the pain he had inside him from the past several days.
I like bananas. They're yellow.