true_writers: Hide and Seek.
Oct. 23rd, 2008 02:53 pmWrite about an intense game of Hide and Seek that takes a turn for the worse.
They always talk about the Repo-Men in a way that makes them seem more myth then legend.
He has a theory about this. The bigger the myth the more likely it is that people will disregard it. Pre-Plague had the Santa Claus-a home invasion expert who regularly entered domiciles and poisoned children with surgary treats while poisoning their souls with the idea of conformity to a warped and twisted brand of "Morality".
Because if your parents were narcotic users, how could you be expected to be "good" when being raised under their ideals?
The bigger the myth the less likely that the masses will believe that they exist. Besides, no matter what the political state, there was no one person who hadn't been touched by the Repo-Men.
Some way. Some how. It was just a matter of time, the threat of missing out was always there-and if there was one thing that a human being count be counted on ( in regards to presents or visits from your friendly neighborhood axe-murderer) was that no one wanted to miss out.
( She was no different. )
They always talk about the Repo-Men in a way that makes them seem more myth then legend.
He has a theory about this. The bigger the myth the more likely it is that people will disregard it. Pre-Plague had the Santa Claus-a home invasion expert who regularly entered domiciles and poisoned children with surgary treats while poisoning their souls with the idea of conformity to a warped and twisted brand of "Morality".
Because if your parents were narcotic users, how could you be expected to be "good" when being raised under their ideals?
The bigger the myth the less likely that the masses will believe that they exist. Besides, no matter what the political state, there was no one person who hadn't been touched by the Repo-Men.
Some way. Some how. It was just a matter of time, the threat of missing out was always there-and if there was one thing that a human being count be counted on ( in regards to presents or visits from your friendly neighborhood axe-murderer) was that no one wanted to miss out.
( She was no different. )