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Meek
Meek A Man with a meek demeanor, working at a fast food chain as the newest mascot, leaves work. He gets on the bus headed<b> downtown. </font></b>He rides through the empty streets, staring at the polluted gutters in which he calls home. His stop comes and goes, but he stays, without a thought, for the ride. The bus comes to an end at the Metropolitan Bank. The man exits the transit, still upholding his meek manner. He enters the Bank with ease, looksaround and notices there are only a few people gathered around the Cathedral like interior. He walks up to one of the stiff tellers, ready to make his transaction. As the teller begins their regular routine of cord dual conversation, the characteristically meek man reached into his pocket slowly an pulls out a forty-five pistol and demanded all the money in the safe. With little argument, the teller falls to the man's demands, but not without setting off the silent alarm just under the stack of one hundreds. As the man turned to leave, with little regret, since his shit job extorted him having him pounce around in a giant mouse suite, found a new found center in himself, he has a care in the world. As the man strides in his glory, with no further plan of action, the building begins to from a barracked of police enforcement around the perimeters. The man steps out side, and raises his arms in triumphed glory; whips... as the sniper bullet pierces between his eyes. |
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