Final Chapter: There's No Place Left for a Hero Part #4

Day 3,118, 10:56 • Published in USA USA • by Jimmy Cincinnati

Issue #119


On #resourcewars, a couple of people suggested a reconnaissance mission. Nobody asked me to do it, but I could see it wasn't getting done.

The next day, I received this:
http://prntscr.com/bb9wl7

It's the American Civilian Militia, setting COs for a sabotage mission and it's not the only place this happened.
Most of us agreed, before the event, that this was the biggest mistake anyone could make. Yet, there it is and it's got our National stamp of approval, on it.

Nobody is claiming responsibility for this and they can ignore my paper, if they choose.
I hope that Congress can help the people make the culprit accountable. There were 100s of people involved in our effort and the public deserves to know what happened.





In case you missed them; parts #1, 2, and 3.

Here's Part #4:

Gilbert called out and 5 creatures manifested. They had the appearance of, bats and sounded like birds that were chocking.

I shoved the can into my pocket and grabbed two rocks. I flung a rock at one of them and missed it. It swooped directly toward me and I slammed the second rock into it's upper torso. It fell to the ground, without making much sound.
Another lunged at me, but it wasn't very maneuverable. I sidestepped it, slapped away it's melee attack and caught it by the wing. It flapped in circles until I dove on it, put my knee in it's back and broke the wing.
A third one sunk it's spurs into my shoulder. It clawed at my face, with the other set of talons.

Then, I recalled Jack's Black words.
He said that he was the form most pleasing to me. So, I shifted my thoughts to the blond, from Friends.
Suddenly the creature turned into Lisa Kudrow.
I thought it would be a good choice, but suddenly I found myself pinned. Lisa had me in a chokehold and just when I thought she was getting the best of me; I was contacted, through transcendental meditation.


-Master Tim's Etheric Projection-
Bite that b!tc#'s hand!


I chomped down on her thumb and she let go. I managed to turn around and slip out, between her legs. I then, applied the leg-lock.


-Gilbert Godfrey-
ENOUGH! I'LL TAKE CARE OF THIS MYSELF.


Gilbert's flying henchmen vanished. and I lost my footing.
At that point, I realized; this could be a dream.


-GotJ-
Now, you are making me mad, this was about the stash, but now I'm going to clean your clock.
You are Shit!


Gilbert collapsed and dropped out of view. When I approached, all that I saw was a steaming pile of excrement.

I had a lucid dream, at that point. The rest is censored. 😉

The End.....



In the morning; it took me quite a while to clear my head. I got cleaned up and called my wife. That's another story, for another time.




Take a friend of wisdoms hand.