Ruining My Life Help Help Help

[Mish]

....collapsing to his knees, stomach tightening, airway constricting, he lunges toward the lock compartment,
"If I could.....just.....un.....lock....the......"

"lock...."

The tall figure collapsed lifelessly onto the bed. Is he dead? Wondered I...

Seconds later, the body of the tall stranger began to convulse and shake like it was amped by a 1000Walt discharge

Is he dead, deadish or just dying? Thought I, wishing I had a stick to poke him with.

Suddenly, the great hand of the tall stranger lunged forth towards the chains of my hand cuffs. With one great pull, it tried to rid me of my shackles.

But it failed and fell down onto the floor.

Now chained down to the bed as intedend by the dark maiden, with a body of a tall stranger as my only accomplice I sensed an ever higher danger...

I grasped out the chop sticks and tried to work them into opening the lock, (who knew that plastic didn't work on metal?) Until, I saw a lock pick, coming out from the tall strangers mouth.

I reached out to grab it, but suddenly...

[Mish]

I'll save you circle boy, because I find you amusing and because I notice that you have agreed with me more than one time...
:-D

Uttered a dazzling dark figure from the dark confines of the corridor.

I lifted my head, for my eyes to reveal an athletic feminine figure, with gravity defying curves. She looked striking. She looked fiesty. She looked dangerous. The damzel stood there in front of me with eyes full of passion and desire. Sensing complete control of the situation and eyeing at the figure huddled vulnerably beneath her she spoke...

[CircleC]

"help.........me......."

[Mish]

"help.........me......."

Cried out the tall stranger, proving once and for all that he wasn't yet dead.

Has he or has he not swallowed the lock pick? Was the only thought that clinged to my mind

[Tone]

Did this thread just turn into a movie.

[CircleC]

LMAO, somehow, someway...it did.

[Mish]

Suddenly, out of nowhere, jumped out a figure and quickly advanced towards me, samurai sword tightly clenched in his hand...

Once the presence of the yet undead tall stranger came into the figure's full view, he stoped dead in his tracks. The tention was so thick, you could cut it with a chainsaw. It was obvious that the two were rivals. The markings on their clothes, made certain that they were from the rival clans...

Did this thread just turn into a movie.

Asked the mysterious figure without the name. His tone full of vicious arrogance and disdain for the one below him.

The yet undead tall stranger returned the arrogant look to his nemesis. Even though on the verge of death, it was certain he could put up with a one final, earth shattering battle.

LMAO, somehow, someway...it did.

Replied the tall stranger wiping off blood from his face. It was certain that he was looking for a fight. His hand advanced quickly towards a magnum hiding in his holster. The one question remained uncertain, who would be quicker, the tall strangers draw or his rivals samurai slash...