(yeah, i kinda scrapped the old chapter as i was a REALLY fucking shitty writer. so uh, here story )
In an apartment building, a fuck ton of neighbours nearby could hear the loud scream of "FUUUUUUUUUUCK" as a guy could be heard cursing has hard as he could while slamming his firsts into the ground. "IT WAS BASICALLY A FUCKING GARENTEE CHANCE, YET NOOOO, IT GAVE ME THE FUCKING NORMIE" the guy cried out as he let go his phone.
now, this guy right here. he was the main character of this story. Lucian. who is currently raging at the fact that he did not get the character he wanted in a Gacha game, even though it was a 99% chance. . . so yeah, he is a little mad (battle cats is a pretty good game)
"FUCK YOU RNGESUS. YOU MOTHER FUCKER" he raged on and on until he had no more energy to rage and just sat down, in a depressed state ". . . fuck it, I'm getting KFC" Lucian got up as he slowly made his way out the building and down the streets. "man, this sucks, haaaah, well atleasts senior year is almost over, and since the exams are all done, all i need to do is wait. . . ugh, atleasts it cant get any worse. i'll just get some food and play with Tyler. though I'm pretty sure he's grounded, fuck. my idea's are not panning out great. well it cant get any worse" yeah, sorry bud but, that is not the worst thing that's happening today. because the second he said those words a big ass car drove right over a puddle and gave him a nice little shower with muddy water. "*breath in* *breath out* fffFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK, SHIT BITCH FUCKER BIIIIITCH AAAAAA." and he lost it.
anyway, after that "minor" inconvenience. he arrived at the KFC and ordered a bucket of chicken and a pepsi from the minimum wage worker who looked like she wanted to kill herself with only a single thing stopping her.
he sat down at a table and waited, and waited. and waited some more, and waited even more. and was about to grumble in annoyance, but his food finally was ready. so it was all good
the second it did get ready, he grabbed it started to scarf it down like a wild animal as he had no more fucks to give, he was just hungry. but that too was going to be his last meal as "EVERY ONE ON THE FUCKING GROUND" the door slammed open as a hulking man with a Glock ran in while shooting a bullet up into the air to intimidate people, show off? idk but he's here and he wants to rob a Kentucky Fried Chicken. (why not burger king, no body goes there)
as the gun shot was fired, Lucian looked up from his food and thought 'oh shit' before realising that he did not care so 'you know what, fuck it' and continued to eat his food, why did he not leave or hide or even panic? well, he thought there was no way he would actually get shot. why would they need to shoot a high schooler for? right? . . . yeah. I'm foreshadowing. he gone die today.
the robber pointed the gun towards the depressed chick and screamed for her to "GIVE ME ALL THE FUCKING MONEY OR I WILL BLOW YOUR BRAINS OUT" but the cashier who did have a slight bit fear show on her face, but that quickly went away as she realised that she did not care.
"ok, geez. i'll get you the money. no need to be a bitch about it" she said noneshalantly as she put all the stacks of cash inside the register in front of a robber, a nice large amount of 151 dollars. that was quite a bit of cash as it could get you 30 big macs, but for a robber who was greedy as fuck, not that much. "HEY, THIS IS FUCKING NOTHING. GET ME THE REAL CASH" the completely bonkers robber who should definitely not have a gun, shouted in annoyance. but again miss, 'i don't give a fuck' responded again "huh, wtf do you expect, its a fucking KFC. maybe rob a bank next time." her statement that was very true ticked off the robber a little bit. and when i saw little i mean a lot.
"fine. IF YOU WONT TAKE ME SERIOUSLY, THEN HOW ABOUT I DO THIS!" he lifted up the gun to obviously shoot some one. the girl, easily noticing this paled as she did not want to die because of KFC "h-hold on wa- . . . -_-" she gets cut off as a deafeningly loud *bang* echoed through out the KFC. but her face was completely blank as she was not the one who was shot.
can you guess who was? 👂 yep, thaaaaaat's right. Lucian was shot. well done. 👏👏👏 gold star👏👏👏
"wow, you sure showed me, by shooting this random guy." the deadpanned voice of the cashier rang out over the silence as it was filled with so much sarcasm it could win an award. twice. Lucian on the other hand was absolutely agitated . . . and enraged as he got shot in the chest, not exactly a pleasant experience or so I have been told. maybe it feels great. probably not, but maybe.
"*cough* WHAT *cough**cough* THE *cough* actual FUCK. *cough**cough**cough* I AM JUST *cough* TRYING TO EAT KFC *cough**cough**cough*" he shouted out with great difficulty. as he kept coughing out more and more blood as he, yk got shot. in the lungs. i don't know how he's speaking, but he wont be for long.
he kept yeeting mouth fulls of blood out his mouth as his body slowly stopped working, then he collapsed onto the bench, no longer having any strength left. he was also slowly sliding off of it.
and guess what, the last things he hears before death's mighty hand took him away, was the robber, demanding the money again. "HEH, NOW GIVE ME THE MONEY" and the cashier just replied with a snarky response. probably getting another killed, due to it. "you killed a guy, well done. but. guess what, that did not magically create more money. what did you expect" the voices started to dampen before everything went silent as he died. no duh
but then, it was not silent, or dark. as a he was now in a purely white room with a guy who he could not see clearly but he knew he or it was divine as it was literally made from galaxies. literal galaxies on his body "hello there, Lucian. you died. good job anyway. not important" it grabbed a cup of tea from out of no where and continued "how would you like to not be dead? hmm? does that sound great." it cheerfully asked as he maybe smiled, cant tell since he got no face. but all Lucian could say to all that happened in the last 10 ish seconds was "what the fuck" as his brain fully just imploded from the absurdity of the events that had just occurred. mother fucker blue screened
A/N you know whats good for my health. going to sleep. what am i doing. writing this. what am i not doing, yep. not sleep