Post by maliciousmatt on Jun 14, 2009 3:09:01 GMT -5
Mr. Psycho was feeling that he hadn't left a great impression in Animus City yet, so he decided he would start a business.
He marches up to a restaurant with a big sign that said "Bert's Diner" Mr. Psycho walks right in.
"Excuse me sir, do you have a reservation?" Asks the Greeter man.
Mr. Psycho stares at him, making him feel very uncomfortable.
"Ummm, sir I'm going to have to ask y-" The Greeter is interrupted by Mr. Psycho punching him in the throat. The Greeter coughs and collapses to the ground.
"Do I still need a reservation kiddo?" Says Mr. Psycho
Gasping and coughing the Greeter replies "ughhs.. no sir" He says in a croaky voice.
"By the way, its boss now, and your fired, I don't like people who lay down on the job" Mr. Psycho bursts into a fit of laughter and walks on.
A blonde woman is settling down and about to eat her soup, suddenly Mr. Psycho sits down and drinks it all, holding it in his mouth. The woman is in shock.
"Excuse me! What the fu-" Mr. Psycho grabs her head before she can finish her sentence and kisses her, transferring all the soup into her mouth then gets up and walks away.
He kicks open the door to the kitchen and walks right through to the office at the end of the kitchen and kicks open that door.
A fat sweaty man sits behind the desk. He is in complete shock.
Mr. Psycho sits down making himself comfortable, this is proceeded by him stretching for a long minute.
Umm.. Who the fuck are you?" Questions the Sweaty Fat man.
"Wait... Just wait..."Says Mr. Psycho, waiting for complete silence."May i have a mint?"
The sweaty fat man wears a face of complete confusion.
"Uhh, yeah sure."
Mr. Psycho takes a mint, and fiddles with the wrapper.
The wrinkling of the wrapper is the only sound that cuts through the awkward silence. Mr. Psycho places the mint in his mouth, and proceeds to suck on it, staring into the sweaty fat man's eyes.
"Okay, so who-" The man is interrupted again by Mr. Psycho holding up one finger, gesturing his to be quiet.
Mr. Psycho continues sucking on the mint until it is fully gone.
He licks his lips, then gestures the man to talk. The man is about to speak when Mr. Psycho asks "Are you Bert? The owner of this finely fine eatery?"
"Well, yes, yes i am" Replies Bert.
In a split second Mr. Psycho dives over the desk, tackles Bert to the ground and proceeds to strangle him.
Bert gasps for air when Mr. Psycho suddenly lets go of his throat. And pulls out a huge meat cleaver.
"You have been 'bought out' the old fashioned way" Says Mr. Psycho laughing.
"How do you do that?" Bert asks, still on the ground.
Mr. Psycho is taken back in disbelief "You honestly can be that retarded! I'm gonna murder you!" Mr. Psycho yells.
"NO" Screams Bert, then is silenced when the cleaver chops his head off in a swift motion.
A good hour later Mr. Psycho walks out of the office, and speaks to the kitchen workers.
"I am your new boss, Mr. Psycho, but call me sire" He says giggling."Ohh and theres a bunch of fresh meat in the office... someone should get that in the fridge soon..."
The staff just looks at him in a strange way.
"Get back to fucking work!!" Mr. Psycho screams.
Everyone gets a fright and quickly gets back to their job.
"And remember slaves... WE ARE PROFESSIONALS"
He then retreats back to his office laughing hysterically.
He marches up to a restaurant with a big sign that said "Bert's Diner" Mr. Psycho walks right in.
"Excuse me sir, do you have a reservation?" Asks the Greeter man.
Mr. Psycho stares at him, making him feel very uncomfortable.
"Ummm, sir I'm going to have to ask y-" The Greeter is interrupted by Mr. Psycho punching him in the throat. The Greeter coughs and collapses to the ground.
"Do I still need a reservation kiddo?" Says Mr. Psycho
Gasping and coughing the Greeter replies "ughhs.. no sir" He says in a croaky voice.
"By the way, its boss now, and your fired, I don't like people who lay down on the job" Mr. Psycho bursts into a fit of laughter and walks on.
A blonde woman is settling down and about to eat her soup, suddenly Mr. Psycho sits down and drinks it all, holding it in his mouth. The woman is in shock.
"Excuse me! What the fu-" Mr. Psycho grabs her head before she can finish her sentence and kisses her, transferring all the soup into her mouth then gets up and walks away.
He kicks open the door to the kitchen and walks right through to the office at the end of the kitchen and kicks open that door.
A fat sweaty man sits behind the desk. He is in complete shock.
Mr. Psycho sits down making himself comfortable, this is proceeded by him stretching for a long minute.
Umm.. Who the fuck are you?" Questions the Sweaty Fat man.
"Wait... Just wait..."Says Mr. Psycho, waiting for complete silence."May i have a mint?"
The sweaty fat man wears a face of complete confusion.
"Uhh, yeah sure."
Mr. Psycho takes a mint, and fiddles with the wrapper.
The wrinkling of the wrapper is the only sound that cuts through the awkward silence. Mr. Psycho places the mint in his mouth, and proceeds to suck on it, staring into the sweaty fat man's eyes.
"Okay, so who-" The man is interrupted again by Mr. Psycho holding up one finger, gesturing his to be quiet.
Mr. Psycho continues sucking on the mint until it is fully gone.
He licks his lips, then gestures the man to talk. The man is about to speak when Mr. Psycho asks "Are you Bert? The owner of this finely fine eatery?"
"Well, yes, yes i am" Replies Bert.
In a split second Mr. Psycho dives over the desk, tackles Bert to the ground and proceeds to strangle him.
Bert gasps for air when Mr. Psycho suddenly lets go of his throat. And pulls out a huge meat cleaver.
"You have been 'bought out' the old fashioned way" Says Mr. Psycho laughing.
"How do you do that?" Bert asks, still on the ground.
Mr. Psycho is taken back in disbelief "You honestly can be that retarded! I'm gonna murder you!" Mr. Psycho yells.
"NO" Screams Bert, then is silenced when the cleaver chops his head off in a swift motion.
A good hour later Mr. Psycho walks out of the office, and speaks to the kitchen workers.
"I am your new boss, Mr. Psycho, but call me sire" He says giggling."Ohh and theres a bunch of fresh meat in the office... someone should get that in the fridge soon..."
The staff just looks at him in a strange way.
"Get back to fucking work!!" Mr. Psycho screams.
Everyone gets a fright and quickly gets back to their job.
"And remember slaves... WE ARE PROFESSIONALS"
He then retreats back to his office laughing hysterically.