Flight control

Crazy with impeccable logic that makes no sense, Short stories and adventures for your enjoyment

Topic/Postby Tormeron » 02 Jul 2012, 09:06

Flight control

The city was silent, windows were open due to the suffocating heat of the summer, a few people were still up roaming about in the streets.
Rogues were perfecting their art.

"Weeehaaw!" came a strong cry of joy from the skies.

The guards raised their head trying to locate the person responsible for disturbing the peace, when that cry of joy went of again, this time from the other side.

"Creeeek!" came a loud sound from one of the roofs followed by a few heavy footsteps

"Honey, I'm home!" a few guards told the loud person to be silent as it's the middle of the night.
The person wobbled slightly completely drunk before using a ladder nearby to enter a window of the house he landed upon.
The guards thinking they finally solved the problem of the noise started to disperse when they heard a strong breaking sound followed by a "Ooof!" followed by a clanking of metal on the floor, afterwards came the blessed silence.

A bird near the window could hear the loud snoring coming from the sleeping human near a broken table, near the human's head there was a pot rolling about on the floor.
In the background the was a big sign above a double bed claiming this residence to be "Tormeron's place"
Lilandris wrote:Liandrix' words not mine, but Tormeron is a god apparently. Probably a bit like Loki.

serendipity wrote:Reason: Potato.

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