Posts Tagged ‘heart’

Supermarket Sunset by FramedByNature on DeviantArt.com

“Get in,” said Jeff, rocking the shopping cart.

Quentin gulped. “That’s steep.”

Downhill, Martin shouted, “Yo, chicken shit!” He removed his shirt, waggling it matador-style.

Quentin growled, “Douchebag.”

“C’mon pussy!” called Martin.

Huffing, Quentin climbed in the cart.

Jeff handed him two screwdrivers. “Your horns.” Then he kicked the cart.

Quentin lurched. The cart careered downhill.

Martin swept his cape.

The cart juddered. Screaming, Quentin clenched the screwdrivers.

The cart hit a pothole. Quentin flew.

Martin’s cackles stopped with an “Oof!”

Quentin rolled off Martin, who gurgled, a screwdriver piercing his heart.

Quentin whispered, “Don’t die.”

Obliviously, Jeff shouted, “Olé!”

 

 

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Rip your heart out by drazebot on DeviantArt.com

Super Sam leaps out of a helicopter from 1000 feet up. He smashes through the colosseum roof and is violently planted into the sandy floor, upending sand.

Damon spits sand out of his mouth. “So you came?”

“Had to make an entrance,” says Super Sam.

Damon readies himself, standing knees bent, heels raised. “Let’s do this!”

Super Sam slides between Damon’s legs and plows a fist into Damon’s diamond balls. “Are those wrecking balls?”

Damon drives a hand into Super Sam’s sternum ripping out his golden heart.

“My heart?” Super Sam goes limp.

“Had to make an entrance,” Damon declares.