Jul 30, 2014
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Frank!
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thepunisherishere started following you
"Is that uh M16 .223 caliber automatic rifle?!"
UR NEW CROPS R SO PRETTY WHAT ARTIST IS THAT
thepunisherishere
"Fraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaank!!!"
thepunisherishere started following you
"I don't suppose I'm allowed to call dibs on the drug dealers in that warehouse on account of my having been here first, huh?"
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The same bloodied knuckles that had just dug into the gullet of a woman he had never known now rapped at the oak of a door that was not familiar. One bare bicep rested casually against the wall outside the apartment. Sure, he had funny looks pointed his way, but it wasn't anything new. After all, he'd made his entrance with a body in one hand and a fast food bag in the other. Blood speckled over his mouth and painted his hands. He had to kick open the door due to this, before leaving said body in the elevator. No questions were asked and he made sure to send a symbiotic arrow in the way of the woman rapidly dialing 911. "Anyone else?" he had inquired the few stragglers watching the scene with wide eyes. At the following silence, a smirk was drawn over his expression--and from there, he found the room number of one of his favorite people.
Who was not answering the fucking door. Waiting for a few moments (twelve seconds, he counted) Cletus exhaled through his teeth and wiped the back of his mouth with his arm before trying the knob. Locked. He straightened his stance and placed his palm at the end of the doorknob. With an unceremonious crack, he broke it off, then went about his way probing the mechanisms inside. A small press of a metallic button and he pressed his hand against the wood. It opened with a click. An aroma of gunpowder was the first to assault him. Got the right place! He congratulated himself with a wide grin. Padding across the room, Cletus peeked his head into a well-kept (but rather empty) apartment quarters. It was on the second bedroom that he found him. He looked menacing even in sleep. What a guy.
Patting the side of his face (god, he needed a shave) Cletus grinned wickedly at the blinked-open eyes.
"Hi, Frank. Did you miss me?"
thepunisherishere replied to your post:How dare you Tumblr. Unfollowing my baby like...
// that happens, bb. don’t worry *hugs*
//Ugh. I hate that though... But if it happens again tell me.