Post by Grawn on Jun 8, 2009 20:49:00 GMT -5
Brandon looks at the seemingly humble home that sit in the middle of complete darkness. Everything was black but somehow the house was completely untouched, as if there was nothing BUT this house.
"Um..", was all the 18 year old could say as he walked up to the house and knocked on the door. He waited a few moments and the sound of footsteps were apparent, followed by the creaking of the door opening.
A man he knew all to well stood before him in a red duster coat. Brandon sighed and waved at the man. "Hey Arc".
The bounty hunter chuckled evilly, sending a chill up the teenagers spine. "Was wondering when you'd show up! Come on in. We've been waiting".
Before Brandon could reconsider, he found himself walking in. The living room was kind of...normal, something he didnt exactly expect. On the couch sat a cloaked figure playing Xbox 360 with another man, who was clad in Mandalorian armor.
"Grawn you god damn cheater!" growled the Mandalorian and mashed buttons on his controller, looking at the TV screen intently. The cloaked man chuckled as he continued to play. "Its called 'skill' Kaarmine, L2 get some" the Dark Jedi replied.
His eyebrow raised, Brandon looked to Arc for an answer but the bounty hunter just shrugged. "I didnt make em, you did" was all he said and walked off towards another room. Standing awkwardly by himself for a moment, the teenager decided it be best to follow Arc then stay in a room with a Mandalorian and a Dark Jedi.
Entering a kitchen, Brandon walked to Arc rummaging through a fridge. "Want something?" he asked, turning his head so his red eyes were on the teenager.
"Nah im good bro...This is kinda weird", was all Brandon could say as he looked about the room, not sure if he believed what he was seeing. He was in a house that had his own creations in them, he was kind of wondering what he would find.
"You'll be fine as long as you dont go in the basement" chuckled the bounty hunter and tossed a can of Pepsi at him. Brandon nearly dropped the can but jumblecatched it before it hit the floor.
"I wont ask" Brandon muttered as he shook his head in confusion. It was all to weird. Then suddenly a yell came from the living room.
"GOD DAMN YOU KAARMINE! THAT GRUB WAS MY KILL AND YOU JACKED IT!"
"NOT MY FAULT YOU CANT AIM WORTH A SHIT! I'VE SEEN MANDO RECRUITS THAT CAN SHOOT BETTER"
"ILL SHOW YOU AIM!"
"Ehhh...your going to have to excuse me" Arc said, putting down the drink he had and darted out of the kitchen towards the living room leaving Brandon a little more confused then previous.
"Well you wanted to Brandon, deal with it" the teen sighed to himself as he leaned on the counter and drank his Pepsi.
"Um..", was all the 18 year old could say as he walked up to the house and knocked on the door. He waited a few moments and the sound of footsteps were apparent, followed by the creaking of the door opening.
A man he knew all to well stood before him in a red duster coat. Brandon sighed and waved at the man. "Hey Arc".
The bounty hunter chuckled evilly, sending a chill up the teenagers spine. "Was wondering when you'd show up! Come on in. We've been waiting".
Before Brandon could reconsider, he found himself walking in. The living room was kind of...normal, something he didnt exactly expect. On the couch sat a cloaked figure playing Xbox 360 with another man, who was clad in Mandalorian armor.
"Grawn you god damn cheater!" growled the Mandalorian and mashed buttons on his controller, looking at the TV screen intently. The cloaked man chuckled as he continued to play. "Its called 'skill' Kaarmine, L2 get some" the Dark Jedi replied.
His eyebrow raised, Brandon looked to Arc for an answer but the bounty hunter just shrugged. "I didnt make em, you did" was all he said and walked off towards another room. Standing awkwardly by himself for a moment, the teenager decided it be best to follow Arc then stay in a room with a Mandalorian and a Dark Jedi.
Entering a kitchen, Brandon walked to Arc rummaging through a fridge. "Want something?" he asked, turning his head so his red eyes were on the teenager.
"Nah im good bro...This is kinda weird", was all Brandon could say as he looked about the room, not sure if he believed what he was seeing. He was in a house that had his own creations in them, he was kind of wondering what he would find.
"You'll be fine as long as you dont go in the basement" chuckled the bounty hunter and tossed a can of Pepsi at him. Brandon nearly dropped the can but jumblecatched it before it hit the floor.
"I wont ask" Brandon muttered as he shook his head in confusion. It was all to weird. Then suddenly a yell came from the living room.
"GOD DAMN YOU KAARMINE! THAT GRUB WAS MY KILL AND YOU JACKED IT!"
"NOT MY FAULT YOU CANT AIM WORTH A SHIT! I'VE SEEN MANDO RECRUITS THAT CAN SHOOT BETTER"
"ILL SHOW YOU AIM!"
"Ehhh...your going to have to excuse me" Arc said, putting down the drink he had and darted out of the kitchen towards the living room leaving Brandon a little more confused then previous.
"Well you wanted to Brandon, deal with it" the teen sighed to himself as he leaned on the counter and drank his Pepsi.