Chapter 19
Author: Padraiggg | Adventure: The Madman? | 12 Comments »“Hello Trent ive been expecting you” said a voice it was coming from in the speakers above Trents head. He could tell it was the boss beacuse it was his voice that was speaking. “I think youll find escape is quite…impossible hahaha”. Trent didnt want to escape though he was here to kill the boss, after that he would probably leave but if no one was trying to get him it wasnt really escaping. He thought for a second if he should explain this but instead tossed a gas bomb into the air conditioning ducts and somersaulted after it. Now there was a game of cat and mouse a deadly game of cat and mouse. The people in the base couldnt breathe because of the gas, except trent he had thrown the gas so was expecting it and wearing a mask, and the boss who had a gas mask but not the other people because he didnt want to buy them all one he had just paid a big national insurance bill and he wasnt going to go spending silly money on masks and things.
—— a romantic interlude——
Trent was in victorian times he had a top hat and a moustache and an insatiable appetite for industrial advancement. A boy with a soot on his face was selling newspapers that said things about victorian times and he was shouting them out so you could tell what times it was just from that. Also there was lots of fog an orphan tried to beg off trent but his cries for food were no match for trents tiger style hurricane kick. Just then the queen elizabeth saw all of this and trent seduced her easily with a tip of his hat and she had 17 children off him.
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ahh the window thing like in true lies
oh nono… i see now.. the window of a door… so many layers. this new groundbreaking style of literature is well lavish and full of imagery
I love that the list is actually real
I love this man! Love it!
This Makes the Kris Akabusi stories look amatuerish.
Trent is a complex character and i cant get enough.
but the suspense is killing me….will Trent escape?
The sheer amount of literary quality here bends spacetime. Trent is an astro-physics phenomenon. He is that which string theory cannot explain. He is… Trent.
With a bit of tightening up of his grammar and flow, Padraigg could be a contender for the Nobel Prize in literature.
I believe Padraig is making a wonderful exploration into the mind of the criminally insane. The delusions of Trent juxtaposed with the violent reality of the protagonist combine to weave a theme of violent insanity, which in turn is contextualised by the minutae details (Such as his hat, and his coat) that symbolise Trent’s precarious grip on sanity.
wat?? but its teh grammars that make it great. this is nustyle internet writing of many wonders. may trent make sex to countless women… also… shit! how’s he gun get outa this one?
‘an insatiable appetite for industrial advancement’… this is what makes Padraiggg gggreat!!
So, so good. Never stop!
@Denis: *cough* nerd! Lol!
Good stuff as always Padraigg!