Thursday, July 28, 2011

Short circuit

"What makes you so special that a terawatt of power coursing through your body won't fry you from the inside out?"
"That's what, a billion watts?"
"A trillion."
"Holy shit. That's awesome."
"You're lucky you didn't explode all over the grass."
"Nope. This just proves it. I'm invincible."
"Seriously?"
"Dead serious."
"Oh come on. You sound like a villain from a comic book."
"I like the way you think, doc."
"No."
"I've got plenty of money. I could afford some cool gadgets and a badass costume. Havoc sounds fun. OOOOOOO that's gonna be my name."
"Well I guess that explains everything."
"Shit, don't you have to report to the police if you think I'm going to commit a crime? Do I have to kill you now?"
"I don't think there's any danger of that. I'm just going to start you on some medication to try and get control of these delusions."
"You can't drug me into submission. I am Havoc! I will reign chaos on anyone who tries to strike me down!"
"Oh God. Nurse! I need some restraints in here!"

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