Post by Felix Falora on Mar 14, 2008 22:29:46 GMT -5
Tails wandered around the city. It's eerieness frightened him. It looked deserted, run down and abandoned. The wells were practically poisoned and some houses had blood stains on them. They were so old fashioned... It was like this village had never heard the meaning of technology. Tails was looking around when a voice behind him spoke.
"¡Los delincuentes en nuestra tierra morirán!"
Tails, knowing what that mean in Spanish, turned around and screamed. There were a countless number of possessed looking people with pitchforks, knives, axes, sticks of dynamite... And Tails did not bring his weapons. There was a roaring sound behind him. Tails turned again and noticed two girls wearing masks coming at him roaring in anger with chainsaws. Tails ran into an allyway screaming bloody murder. He sounded humerously, but unsurprisingly like a girl.
"¡Los delincuentes en nuestra tierra morirán!"
Tails, knowing what that mean in Spanish, turned around and screamed. There were a countless number of possessed looking people with pitchforks, knives, axes, sticks of dynamite... And Tails did not bring his weapons. There was a roaring sound behind him. Tails turned again and noticed two girls wearing masks coming at him roaring in anger with chainsaws. Tails ran into an allyway screaming bloody murder. He sounded humerously, but unsurprisingly like a girl.
