Deadkool
A Sad Remnant of a Forgotten Time
Part 1: Bear
Ceilings dripping
Out of Time
Big man running, big fat lie
Russian paradise
Destruction of mine
level clear
Who that there
Run!
I said you're out of time
Tire Iron
Thick Black Curls
Blow to the jaw
It's the end for you
Mark
Part Two: Jaguar
Thump-Thump-Thump
Goodbye with a bang or should I say crack
My fists pierce your bones so you'll never come back
I've already won
Sneaking, prowling, pouncing
Guns blazings
Silence-for a moment
footsteps down the hallway a quick glance reveals the evil
Thick Black Curls
Bait for a moment, but that's a fail
One last chance, one last target
Pounce on the target and a sudden surprise
A
BANG!
and your whole future's gone
A pulse
A breath
Might not be so
Still
Thick Black Curls
is gone to the shadow
Tony
Part Three: Zebra
A roll and a duck
No that's Alex and Ash
Surprise Surprise
I'm like The Flash
Bat to the head
Gun to the head
Racing
Facing
A threat to the way
No resistance
No challenge
The day is won
A sudden Bang! echos from the hall
Tony!
Caught by rational senses
Not for long as a man enters
Long Black Curls with a big shotgun
My fast moves ebbing and flowing
A sudden duck and a bl-Bang!
Corey
Part Four: Swans
Rwvoom
Crackalackalack
Brother and Sis
Rwvoom
Crackalakalak
Corpses by ones, by twos, by threes, and fours
Regret and silent satisfaction
Like two peas in a pod
Murder like fun
Strengthening bonds
Four sides to the story, but we've already won
Bang! Bang!
The next floor booms
Stand strong, ready to fight as the door swings open and she's met by a pike
Ash!
The whole place booms
Submission
Time to Die
Rwvoom Crackalackalak
Judgement Time
The Twins
Part Five: Epilogue
Pain searing through the body
A natural response, nothing to do
Push forward save the zebra try to escape
Alex and Ash will have to wait
Stride for the door but in the wake is the body of the great brown bear
Fuck me! It's too late
Push on through the stair, blood trickling out
Hide away in the closet and try to get help
Cops nearby
Theres those footsteps again
The door swings open
My friend in my arms
It's a cop
He's got a gun
My pleas go unnoticed
Nothing achieved
One last
BANG!
The door swings closed and the detective walks out
One last hurrah for The Fans
Bloody Hell that was long
Thank you, this is probably the first piece of poetry (if you can call it that) I've written in like four years. Anyways, hope you enjoyed. Anyone who's played Hotline Miami 2 knows where the inspiration is taken from.
