Be With Her
12-03-1999
Stalking people in my apartment complex, overhearing converstaions about people's relationships. Someone in power armor attacks me. I duck into the pool to avoid a volley of missiles. I find myself in a suit of power armor and tear the arms off my opponent, who dies. An observer arrives on the scene. I admit I didn't mean to kill him. We decide to clone him and erase his memory of the event, even though cloning so close after death is generally frowned upon. P teleports onto the scene. She falls to her knees and reaches out to clasp my hand, sobbing. She tells me she misses me and needs me to come be with her.
posted by Phlegm at 11/25/2003
