Some objects just have power. This cup is one of those objects. And I want to share it with everyone.
Punch yourself in the side of the head and join me in that moment.
I wanted to take it all back. Rewind. Pause. Please pause, Dad.
Sanctuary. For now. There’s something about a 20-foot robotic tank with a sniper cannon and tracer missiles that lets you breathe a sigh of relief.
Why did you make David a vampire, even though he told you no? Why did you keep hurting that woman, when she told you no, too? You always said that you only wanted people who were willing. You scared me. I’m going to try not to think about it.
This isn’t a vault job. I don’t have to scale the fortress walls or suspend myself from the ceiling. I simply stroll into the computer lab.
Ad-Rock screams into my ears, penetrating my muscles, compelling me to play the notes with precision. Kunal's on the drums, locked in a trance that makes his hands a blur. The energy radiating from the giant speaker next to me threatens to knock me off my feet.
Tell your story.