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The man stared at the three of them and wonderd why they were acting so hostile. He went to stand yet as soon as he did something...something was worng. It was like his shirt was wet with hot water, or maybe a soup of some kind...perfibly tomato...but chicken noddle would also work well...just not chowder, I hate chowder.

He looked down then back up. A being standing five feet tall had a gun pointed up at him. As he stared at its face, it seemed to be insect like, like a cross between a dog and a praying mantis. IT ahd two legs, and four arms. Two of those arms were like normail human hands, while the other two were lardge pnicers, capable of cracking open a mans skull like a nut, inculding the pleasent poping sound.

His brian said one simple thing
'Youve been shot sparky.'
But for some reason he dident feel like he had been shot, shue there was blood, and well...bullets lodged in his chest, yet shot?
'Really sparky, shot'
His first throught was 'Who the ******** is sparky?'
His second was 'Oh...Pain...gotcha.'
And he crumpled to his knees, holding the bullet wonds in his chest as trixy walked over to him and slammed the giant needel in his neck. She was injecting as much tranquilzer and seditives as she could. She was saveing the lives of the peopel on the car, yet Edward had one though.

He pulled out his picture and snapped a shot witha wide grin
"Ya know...death and chicks with hudge needels in nurses outfits...just has this classy vibe to it..."
He was promptlly slapped.






(Its short but I wanted to introduce an alien race and make some soup referances...yay soup.)