If you were a fish,
I'd want you to swim,
if you were a dish,
I'd want to serve you to him,
If you were a cat,
I'd want you to be free
and if you're life is sad,
I'd want you to be me,
It's like cascading falls,
the way life does go
we're there for a moment,
then we go with the flow,
And if I could be there waiting
To throw you a rope,
I'd wait outside your work
to bring you free cigarettes and dope,
And if I could say everything,
in one little poem,
I'd really want to stress,
that you should never give up hope,
'Cause it's pretty evident,
when seeing the end,
that most get what they want,
and the other's wants tend to bend,
Even if your intentions
are frowned upon by other people,
dope heads still get dope,
even though it is illegal,
I hope those who try
to stop people from doing what they want,
figure out over time,
why they don't have what they want,
and the whole world learns
what you do is what you get,
then moves on,
now knowing how to be peaceful,
Politics,
Polite *****
standing in a circle-
-jerk-ing out a ****
Cock-a-doodle, thinking they all rock
Hopefully they learn
that when you work for the people,
people look back in respect,
and sometimes give what they've been wanting
trying to get by being crooked being evil,
Can I give my sentiments for the right wing?
made up of so many people?
What harm does it do to you?
if people gather under trees or steeple?
do you have to be so feeble?
closed-minded, accidentally evil?
Left wing seems alright,
they sound good to a certain point
but if it was true don't you think
they'd vote no on certain points?
And the Ch*istians moan and cringe,
At perceived evil we have within,
but if they were usually right,
come and show us all the light,
The stoners and they're ***
stuff they like quite a lot,
when do we admit they're right
when they say "What's so important
that we can't get ****** tonight?"
And the drug users,
though some are stereotype,
when do the rest of us realize
eating anything is a right?
When would we give creedence?
to de-regulation which could free us
which is halted by those who want to defeat us
saying fear each other's freedom
And when will we realize
that when two conflicting views collide
there's another place, another time,
where they both could work just fine
Boiled to generalizations
when you react to the sins of other nations,
people or their relations,
when you apply regulations,
to discourage a practice
and show dispatience,
you usually have to hurt the other person
to get this "justice" type sensation
causing you to "sin"
tempting others to lost their patience
sin against you
pyramid scheme
there's a better way
if you say no
and leave people alone
you don't have to get your hands *****
forgive and you'd be worthy
of forgiveness of yourself
and you won't pass on this disease that's *****
and a small portion of the world moves on
even if it's only you,
and says "I saw sin"
"and I let it die so it didn't get to you"
Feb 25, 2016
Feb 25, 2016 at 10:22 PM UTC
This story is called death of a superhero.
We see the superhero flying at full speed after a getaway vehicle. A group of armed men just robbed over one million dollars in cash from the bank and are now speeding through the city. He darts back and forth to dodge the shower of bullets flying at him from the car, which was preventing him from getting any closer.
"I can't let these crooks get away," he grunted to himself as he curved back and forth through the air.
Suddenly he was blind sighted by a large black object coming from the car. It was a high powered electric tazer. It hit him in the side and his muscles locked up, he stopped mid air and went crashing down and smacked and bounced on the ground. This bought the thieves time to escape from his view. By the time he got out of it and regained control of his muscles enough to fly, the crooks had maneuvered the city like a maze, and he didn't know where to look, they had gotten away. He looked over several city blocks and couldn't find him, and was forced to give up.
**** he said to himself.
He flew off to the nearby park and found a secluded spot to meditate and heal.
That was the forth unsuccessful attempt to catch bank robbers this week!
***
On the news that night
"The Tomerarenai purotto corporation just received over $5 million dollars in donations from an anonymous donor this evening for their new project on Zenchō hill outside city limits.
The project to build a new factory there has been underway for three months now and they've really been moving along thanks to the help of all these private donors that must really believe in their cause, which of coarse is to develop new "greener" technology to help the environment and cut down on pollution.
We have a spokesperson for the organization here with us now how are you?"
"Good and thank you, I'm really honored to be part of this amazing organization and to see such a great turn out of donors for such a good cause. It's been amazing with over 37 million dollars donated by private, anonymous donors over the last three months, it's amazing..."
About half the city watched that news broadcast stream into their homes on their television sets.
***
It was about 2am when the superhero came out of his meditative state in the park.
He got up energized and flew around.
He saw some guy trying to steal some lady's purse, he zipped down and stood right behind the guy without him even noticing.
The guy got the purse turned around and ran right into him and knocked himself down.
"What do you think you're doing?" the superhero said authoritarily. Then he lunged in grabbed the guy by the shirt at the scruff of the chest. With his other hand he picked up the lady's purse, handed it to her, and told her to go home and get out of the dangerous night city streets. Then he flew the criminal to the police station, told them what he had witnessed, and took off.
Suddenly he heard police sirens all over the city they seemed to be closing in on a specific area, the superhero flew to that area to see what was going on.
He found a police sergeant standing next to a cop car, and stopped to ask him what's going on.
"A masked lunatic just killed 19 people and is now trying to escape in a small silver car, we've got every available unit trying to hunt him down."
He wasted no time, taking up in the air leaving a wind in his wake, the superhero started quickly combing the city for a small silver car driving conspicuously. He found one, and when he flew over it to check it out, all of a sudden he had gunshots being fired at him from inside the car.
"This must be it," he charged the car with full speed but the driver sped up to keep ahead of him.
This isn't going to work, he thought, I should make them think they lost me and follow them secretly and see where they go.
The next time a gunshot was fired the superhero grabbed his chest and purposefully fell down, to make them think he had been shot. Once their guard was down he followed them in secret.
They drove outside of the city thinking they had lost all tails, down a couple winding roads, then climbed Zenchō hill toward the Tomerarenai purotto corporation's construction spot, then went inside.
The superhero landed outside the building and contemplated his next plan. He noticed an open window to an office on the second floor, he carefully peered through the window and saw no one in the office, he flew in and landed on the floor careful not to make a sound above a mouse squeak. He quietly crept through the empty hallways until he reached the staircase, when he heard voices whispering downstairs, "He's gonna be here any minute/ get everything ready."
The hero thought he had no time to lose, he took to the air, bolted down stairs and with a loud dramatic voice yelled "Halt!"
"He's here!" they yelled as one of them ran toward a giant device that looked like a satellite dish, and the other one ran and pulled a rope, dropping piles and piles of smoldering coal around the superhero that immediately made him so sick he could barely move. industrial type smoke was his weakness.
"We've been planning for you to come here," the guy in the mask said firing up the satellite dish looking weapon and pointing it at him.
"W-What do you want?" the superhero asked weakened, frail, and short of breath on his hands and knees on the floor.
"To **** you so you won't stand in our way"
The superhero was growing weaker, and weaker, as the giant atomic laser pointed at him started glowing red, I told you this story was called "death of a superhero".
"Death, of a superhero?" the superhero grunted, "DEATH, of a SUPERHERO!?!" he shouted again, "YOU'VE BEEN ORCHESTRATING MY DEATH!" The superhero yelled at the narrator.
Yes I have, the narrator said all the people in the room could hear me, I've been planning your death since before you went after that getaway vehicle, I have such omnipotent like power over your world, I'm the reason the taser gave the one's working for these two time to escape, I'm the reason you never checked this place out until everything was ready, and now I get to watch these two **** you, and laugh, knowing that you'll never find me and there's nothing you can do to change events.
Now, the beam was fully charged
"No!" the superhero thought, "up till this point, I thought I had to go along with everything the narrator said, but no!" He started to slowly manage to get up.
The masked killer hit the button, fired the laser, and killed the superhero instantly.
Wait what?
"You think you can just **** me by saying so," the superhero grunted out louder slowly rising to his feet. Mentally forcing his body to work even in the presence of his weakness, in reality, contrary to what the narrator said, the beam was still charging.
"No!" the superhero continued, getting stronger and healthier, "THERE WILL BE NO DEATH OF A SUPER HERO!!!" suddenly the superhero's personal energy was strong enough to clear a bubble around him of fresh air pushing the smoke around it. He flew through the air at bullet speed and punched the masked killer across the room and out of consciousness. Then he went for the assistant who was running to the door, in the heat of the moment, the superhero, hitting him up from behind, punched a hole straight through his skull and he fell to the ground head-gored-dead. The superhero deactivated the laser. and stood and looked around to try and find that supervillian mastermind, the narrator.
"You will never find me," the narrator said, "I exist in an inexcusable part of your reality."
Then another voice broke through, "I will open up a portal to the narrator for you" the author said, "be wary though, even in his own part of this dimension, he is very frippery and slick, you must not let him break free into you're general reality, lest he end your world."
Suddenly a glowing golden sword appeared in a light before the superhero, he took it and bowed, understanding what he was to do.
A shimmering white and grey portal swirled out of thin air. He looked at it for a second as it grew outwards until it was big enough for him to walk through. He slowly marched into it, guard heightened as he did not know what to expect, carrying the glowing golden sword behind his back.
Inside the portal was a large white room where the narrator lived. there was a large white shelf, four walls and a ceiling, the portal remained open.
He looked around but didn't see the narrator at first, when he realized the narrator had filled half the room with a thick white fog to mask himself.
"Show yourself you coward!" the hero yelled. Sudddenly a large fist came out of the fog and punched the superhero right in the face, he stumbled back a few steps, but didn't let it knock him over. Suddenly a humanoid figure stepped out of the fog, it had a body like a man but a head like a king cobra.
"S--sssss--o" it said, "you found a way to find me," "Hisssssssssssss..."
"I found you and I will destroy you to free my world from your evil," the superhero said.
"Is-s that sssssssssso" the beast said. "And how do you plan to do that? Hisssssssss".
Then the narrator's eyes widened when he say the glowing gold sword behind his back.
"I will cover myself in armor that that sword can't pierce." He said.
"And an armor appeared around the narrator, except it only appeared to cover his head, and his face was still bare." The narrator said and it happened.
The superhero lunged at the narrator with the sword but the narrator slipped to the right and shot ***** of fire at the superhero, but the superhero dodged.
"And his hand got shaky and it greatly effected his aim," the narrator hissed out.
The superhero swung at the narrator, but missed everytime.
"I've got to steady my aim" the superhero thought to himself, putting most of his energy into his arm to hold it steady. The narrator backed away from him, hissing and darting back and forth as if antagonizing him, perhaps trying to distract him and his focus.
Suddenly he felt a surge of energy push back from the sword, flow up his arm and flood his body, the sword glowed brighter and he was in control of himself again.
He went after the narrator full force, swinging and jabbing the sword, but the narrator dodged every attack.
"You'll never defeat me!" the narrator hissed.
But while he said that he lost focus, and the superhero swung the sword right into the side of the human part of the body, so deep it hit something metal and stopped.
"Then he dropped the sword," the narrator said quickly and it happened. The superhero's hand snapped wide open before his willpower could stop it, and the sword dropped to the ground with a "shink".
Acting super fast, the narrator dropped to the ground and picked up the sword with his teeth, and slithered out of his fake, damaged human body into his true form, a giant king cobra looking snake, covered in a heavy metal armor that was scaly and didn't restrict his movements. Quickly, he slithered over to the portal, but the superhero grabbed his lower armor before he got a chance to escape into the hero's world, and used his body to anchor the snake to that spot.
The narrator swung and slithered his body to try to free himself from the hero's hold but he was holding on to well, and the serpent could not escape.
The hero did not know what to do, he needed to get the sword back and slay the serpent, but he had to keep both hands on him to keep him from getting free.
He had an idea, he used his legs to help anchor the serpent, and climbed him to get to his head to retrieve the sword. Slowly he worked his way up the snake as he slithered and struggled to get free. When it seemed inevitable that the hero was gonna get the sword back, the serpent spit it out and it landed next to the door. Then he shot fireballs out of his mouth at point blank range at the superhero which distracted him enough for him to loose his grasp, and let the serpent break free. The serpent quickly slithered over to the portal, hissed "goodbye sucker", mouthed the sword once again, and slithered out the portal.
The superhero jumped up and flew after the serpent, and crash landed onto of him on the other side of the now closing portal.
"The masked murderer woke up and came over to help the narrator," the serpent hissed out.
Suddenly the masked murderer came over and the hero was trying to get him on his side to break the stalemate.
As the snake and the superhero wrestled, the superhero called out to the masked murderer, "Don't help him, if he escapes me now, he'll destroy the world!"
"Don't listen to your enemy," the narrator hissed out, **** him!"
"Don't listen to him," the superhero tried to reason with him, "he's just manipulating you, everybody, he's the reason you wanted to **** me and do this whole project in the first place, YOU ultimately have free will! and we need to **** him."
The narrator strikes and bit the superhero's arm for telling the masked killer he had free will.
"What do you need!" the masked ****** shouted when he got over there.
**** him" the serpent hissed out!
"The sword!" the hero shouted.
The masked murderer, not knowing what to do, picked up the sword and handed it to the hero.
The superhero used it to pry off a piece of the serpent's armor, poised it into position and struck down. The narrator shifted his body however so the sword narrowly missed, and curved his tail so the open spot in the armor was underneath him, "Grab him!" the superhero said, hold him steady so I can get a good shot."
The Masked murderer did just that, and the hero drove the sword through the opening and impaled the narrator right there, and actually cut him in two.
"But then the narrator's body sealed at the womb and he slithered free" the serpent said and it happened, and he slithered at full speed toward the same door the masked murderer's assistant tried to escape through, and he was making distance.
"And then a layer of cement formed around the superhero's ankle so he couldn't chase the narrator." and a piece of cement attached to the floor formed around his ankle.
But the superhero made quick work of that, a **** of the leg and it reduced to crumbles and he got up and chased the serpent.
The serpent got outside the door and mumbled something, suddenly the door was a pure steel wall. Three punches by the superhero weakened the steel and severely dented it, the forth punch and it went flying off and the superhero ran outside and saw the narrator escaping into the brush. He knew what he had to do, he lunged at him and grabbed him just by the head, and ****** the sword through a hail of fireballs straight into it's mouth, the narrator couldn't speak to reverse that action and he died shortly after.
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 5:49 PM UTC
He attacks my friend when he's at his lowest point
using his powers of manipulation
to make my friend play into his game
I'm not just gonna sit around and watch
as my friend gets taken over by his touch
He makes his move out of the blue
using evil superpowers to make my friend turn blue
then my friend, just as he wants it
finishes what he's doing
and steps in the closet
isolated and along
he tells my friend that he is low
lower than all the dogs and the rats and the plants
all in the name of his evil plans
"I will **** you"
he thinks as he whispers
" *Perhaps no point in
life* " and " oh how you miss her "
I have to act fast
there's no time to lose
I put on my friend's favorite shoes
pull a mask for battle over my face
put on my superhero cape
dress in my cloth armor
and make
my way over to him
before it's too late
weapons at my side
in my super toyota I ride
but the parking by his place
is taken outside
So I park down the street
I see his apartment window, he was looking from it
with a frown on his face
he just up and closed it
though he tries to stay hidden to him
he attacks me,
with depressing vibes
that almost make me stop my feet
as I approach
he tries to use my mind
to snap me back into a normal human
he's strong this time
But I lift up the flowing vibes
and redirect them over me
and I fire back with my own
of love and poetry
He does not like that
he does something else inside
I can only imagine,
he took him to hide...
I go upstairs,
cape fluttering behind me
my own vibes off the walls
almost overwhelms me
but I feed off the power
I put out that comes back to me
like a super boost
I know this will help me
I knock on the door.
No answer.
I open the door
to a dark apartment
the only light pouring in
is from a crack in the blinds
I call out his name
he says "I'm in here"
I go in his bedroom
and he's sitting there
"What have you been up to?"
my friend asked me
"Not much," I reply
I just came to see
you"
My friend smiled,
the first punch had been thrown
but it faded fast
as my friend was told
LOUDLY
"He's not a real friend
he only wants you around,
just so his world stays the same
no one cares for you
why would anyone care for you
you're just 1 in 6 billion
true love isn't for you
it's for the rich and in power
"Is something wrong" I said
knowing
"Oh, I just don't feel up to *****
he said trying to play it off
"DON'T TALK TO HIM!"
He demanded
"Why don't we talk about it"
I said
"Well I don't know why but I'm just feeling down
I was just out there walking around
and now I'm blue"
"Does it feel like your life is through?
are you having thoughts that are down on you?"
I asked, I know well what he's going through
"I've been there bro, I can help you through"
"I don't know" he said and sighed
"I know you're where I was
I can see it in your eye"
"I bet that was a lie"
"Shut up" I snapped
my friend thought that was strange
"Why'd you say that?" he asked
strange and he now wondered what was going on
that was a little too weird to be chance he thought
He smiled,
but he didn't know why
he went into the kitchen to make coffee
I waited right there
I wanted him to know I care,
...
When he came back he had a cup for me too
I giggled as I sipped
he giggled back and stared
"You know I just thought you lied
right before you said shut up"
he said, sounding perplexed
I said "This might sound strange,
but I knew what was going on."
"So tell me about your depression"
he said
so I told him
and thrashed that evil while I did
cause now he understood it better
"so what do I need to do?"
he asked without a clue
"you need to reject that evil from your mind"
I said, "and you might find,
that I can help you
win this fight."
Suddenly, he thought he had a foreign thought
"That is foreign it is not you
psychology doesn't really have a clue
these things are kinda alive
"YOU WILL DIE" it thundered.
***** you" he said,
"Get out of my head"
To think it'd be for you I would have bled"
he understood now,
and it departed from him.
But it did not leave.
Now floating in the room
between realities
it loomed
"You might be able to get me out of your head"
it lead, "But you'll never know how to hurt me or keep me away!"
My friend heard this and was dismayed.
it went over and knocked a photo of something he liked off it's place,
It was at that moment I projected myself
cape mask and utility belt
in mental space
at him full speed
but he summoned a ball of dark energy and hit me in the head,
for a moment i felt powerless and knocked back instead,
"I wil haunt your friend until he is dead,"
suddenly I saw him next to him, trying to get back in
"you see, it's really hopeless, this is your life from now on,"
then he made him think of suicide,
he looked at me, and said "this is your fault,"
"if you hadn't interfered, he wouldn't have killed himself,"
I had to act fast, because he had manifested a knife by his side
but the thoughts in that ball had me weakened,
dizzy and off aim I still sped,
one more moment he'd be in his head,
but he was distracted by the victory he was sure was his,
I threw my fists out,
and flew at him despite doubt
and knocked him back
he'd bleed if he'd bleed
My friend had the knife over his wrist
He didn't see me turn the fight around
"just one little slip" the spirit said
I told him not to be so drastic he was with a friend,
he put it down
but the spirit approached him again,
this time I punched him back with both fists at full speed,
He opened up a portal and said one last line
"I'll be back to torment you, you'll lose next time"
"Go ahead come back cause any time
I'll defeat you again, once, everytime"
I shouted with authority as he fled
Me and my friend went out and got ice cream
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While walking behind him at the cremee stand at the waterfront,
he turned to say something to me, and turned away,
when he turned away I saw on his back
for just a moment,
it was either wings or a cape
but either way I wondered
about my own
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 1:53 PM UTC
she struts on the stage,
bends her body to the right,
then the left,
she does a spin,
and strikes a pose
then slides into a waltz like dance
she bends over and grabs her ankles
and drags her hands up her body as she rises
her fingers grab her shirt
and she lifts it off her body
quick strikes a pose
and does a counter-clockwise spin
during which she unsnaps her bra
and works her arms until it's off
now you see her beautiful *******
bouncing free
she does a dance
and skips off stage
A man comes out in a suit and tie
"Give it up for the ladies tonight"
"You know if they were any more beautiful
we'd be accused of committing crimes.
did anybody hear about the President's trip to hannaford
he said yes, even you can afford
but that's not the worst part
his children were found playing in the alcohol isle
popping off beers and drinking them
I mean why not?
when you're the kid of the president
why would you give a ****
now give a hand to our next lovely lady
all the way from asia
to do her dance
of fantasy
give it up for the one and only
Chi Verina Lee"
She strutted out on stage (in bra and *******
she bent over to show her cleavage
and she grabbed her knees
she lifted her finger to her lip
and shished the audience
then she pointed out to them
and waved to come forward as she shook her ***
then she got up and turned her back to the audience
and hunched up her shoulders and looked
as if to see if anyone was watching her
she broke out into a quadruple plea-A
and bent for a sideways bow
then she moved her arms in an arch
and bent all the way down and touched the floor
she broke out into spins going the opposite way
in the midsts her bra went flying
she stopped to reveal small and perky *******
pointing toward the audience
May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 9:17 PM UTC
What would you be if YOU were gonna
entertain people With your imagination
would you start a company
to wreak havoc for the sick at heart
would you be an actor
lying, I-mean playing your part
would you go on the big screen
or perform on the stage live
and perform stunts and tell jokes
to all the local tribes
would you construct a gas fire
in front of an elephant
would you use skimpy girls
to dance, have fun, for merriment
or would you go the dramatic route
and construct a story
about an unknown ******
where the hero has to track him down
without getting killed
would your swords clash
would the murderer have a gun advantage
would the hero have to duck and dodge
to deliver them a happy ending
roll under a car an wait for the time to strike
if you made entertainment
what would you construct tonight?
I wrote a poem
May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 8:47 PM UTC
His hair was like gold silk gently whipping around in the soft breeze
like straw fields of golden harvest
like the fields of so many yesterdays,
so many years in the past,
like a history that lasts
His eyes were blue like pools of a river
black pupils like where it's too deep to see to the bottom,
warm and inviting, do things live there?
his ears so round like the mushroom coming out of the tree
was it medicine or something to eat?
his skin so smooth like silk
glittered in the sunset with golden hue
as the air moved across it like sandpaper
His inner beauty was that of a warrior, and a lover
his courage was strong like a strong man
with torso chiseled and stable frame
his bravery was like the arm of a warrior
bulging and strong and swinging forth
with lightening speed and precision seldom matched
his head was pure with innocence
as he had learned you can do no wrong
thoughts pulsate from his mind like soft white light
heart beating with excellent, soft precision
like a fairy flapping his wings,
his blood was happy
and finally, he moved
May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 8:36 PM UTC
"I am inside your head"
the villain shrieks
As the hero stumbles
down the street
his body moving
at the villains control
except when the hero can take control
The hero flies toward the villain's lair
and has to fight
because his body keeps
trying to veer off coarse
all the wile the villain tries to mess
with hero's head
saying things like:
(you will never get too me,
you cannot defeat me,
stop messing with me
and I'll leave you alone)
The Superhero has to stop (you'll never catch me)
every couple seconds (I've got total control)
to redirect his direction (when I want to be)
so he doesn't veer off coarse, (only I am free)
but he doesn't give up (I will never let you reach me)
determined to stay on coarse (go north)
He works his way toward the lair (west)
"It's hard to think with him in my head" (east)
he thought (south!)
He approached the lair
it seemed a concerning screech in the air
in his head,
cause he dared to tread,
it got louder as he walked to the door
got so intense he fell to the floor
then he got an thought
he gave it all he got
to intensify the tone,
till it got so intense,
it became impossible to hold,
and it broke
he got a moment of clear thoughts
a moment to call the shots,
he walked into the cave
confident and feeling brave
(I will **** you in here)
He ignored that thought
The villain still in his mind
figured out something that would catch him blind
infiltrated brain paths
the villain gave out laughs
as he shut down the superhero's
ability to fly
Before the hero,
lay a giant hole,
with a one inch wide
piece of wood
that would have to hold
his mind was unusually quiet
perhaps that's all he had
to keep him from flying
to try and make him dead.
He stepped cautiously onto the wooden plank
goose stepping carefully
confident in his fate
he was about 1/3 the way 'cross
when out of nowhere...
His leg kicked up high
and he lost his balance
he heard p-fuzz
and (I got you!)
made it hard to think
he grabbed the rail and crouched his legs and feet
pulled himself across the pole,
now dangling above the hole
and his fingers wanted to give up
but the hero would not let them just lift up
he pulled himself across the bar
which was bending like it'd give way
he carefully moved across
and stepped on up on a rock, he had made it to the other side.
still alive.
more determined
he almost died.
Gunshot from behind a rock
The hero knew it was time to ROCK!
He hopped behind a rock
that ate their ammo
as he shot back
plasma shots.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
the enemy shot
no telling how many there was
with all the shots.
He waited till they ceased fire to make his move,
when they stopped, he decided to groove
He jumped up and flew over (He can fly!)
as soon as each goon
was in view
he slung plasma plasts,
and ended their pursuit.
wasting no time he moved
into the next room
where he saw the villain
the hero's cape waved behind him as he flew toward
his enemy
He punched the villain in the face
like a disgrace
he flew backwards
with the superhero on him
punching him in mid air
he didn't care
he smashed his face in the rock
it split
with that one clock
the villain was passed out
he got him in restraints
brought him somewhere
where he couldn't hurt anyone else
in a special chamber
that he couldn't break through
psychically
the superhero won
May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 4:33 AM UTC