《Gamers App》Good Loot and Terrible News
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*ping*
*Smile*
"I really love this sound, it doesn't get boring at all.
He ha...hi hiha..
BATTLE LOG"
Jack excitedly opened his battle log to see what kids off goodies he had acquired by beating the slime Boss after doing a weird dance and he was not disappointed.
[Slime Boss (Legion) defeated...
+300 Xp...
+50 Gold...
+1 Mana stone...
+1 Health potion (low)
+1 Mana potion (low)
Gained Title 'Slimes Bane'...
Acquired Skill Book 'Physicial Damage Reduction'...
Acquired Equipment 'Slimy Recovery'....
*Huff huff huff*
"Yeeeessssss...
All that work and time was not wasted. The rewards for killing the slime Boss really are amazing.
I gained a title, a skill book,two potions and I also gained an equipment, but there is more."
[ *CONGRATULATIONS*
For managing to kill a Boss monster in less tha 10 days after you were initiated you gained...
+500 Xp...
+200 Gold...
Acquired title 'Boss Killer'
Acquired title 'Unrelenting' ....]
"Okay, this is a lot to handle right now. I feel like I'm going to pass out from the rapid breathing and also going to ejaculate/shit my pants at the same time from the excitement.
These rewards are unreal!
I better carefully check them out at the house."
*flash*
.....
*Tak Tak*
"Nana, I'm home!
Nana,nana are you in here?"
No one answered him.
*Tap tap tap*
He continued to check all around the house and found no one.
' Maybe she is in the bathroom?
Whatever, I'll just take a cold soda for now and...
*Frown*
Why am I getting a strange feeling? Did I forget something?'
*Pat pat pat*
He patted himself trying to figure out if he forgot anything, but he didn't.
'Why then do I have this restlessness gnawing at me? It's driving me nuts.'
He walked back and forth in the kitchen and sometimes stoped to think about something before continuing again.
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' If she went out she would have left a note on the fridge door , but there isn't one.
What is it...
What is it..
"What the f*ck did I forge...
Wait!?"
He rushed to the bathroom door in a frenzy and knocked on the door.
*Knock knock*
*Push*
The door was closed.
"Grandma, grandma are you there?
Grandma answer me!"
He shouted, but no answer came .
'Has something happened to her?'
"F*ck...
I have no choice."
At this time Jack wasn't really thinking or was it that he was just thinking about the worst case scenario?
What if she slipped and hit her head?
What if she had a stroke?
What if she had a heart attack?
These thoughts were like a swarm of angry bees that stung his brain like needles.
*Bang*
He kicked the bathroom door with all his strength and the door broke with ease not handling his immense strength.
*tap tap*
"Kyaaaa..
Don't look, don't look."
"Wh..wut?!"
Instead of find his grandma on the floor or in any kind of distress he found a young about 16 years ol girl on the toilet with her underwear to her ankles taking a shit.
She even was playing on her phone.
"Who the hell are you? "
He shouted at the short haired girl.
"Please *hick* , please don't hurt me. *Hick hick* I don't have much money on me ,but you can take all of it *hick*.
*Stare*
Please don't take my phone...
"Your phone, your phone?
YOUR F*FUCKING PHONE!
I'm asking you what the hell are you doing taking a shit at my grandparents house."
*Pfffffttt *
* pshhhhh*
"Did you just...
"Uaaaaaa...
Jack face became serious.
' I'm right aren't I? Yes, it's definitely it.'
The unmistakable sound and smell of shit and piss filled the bathroom. Usually it would not be a problem because that's what bathrooms were for, but in this situation?!
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It awkward as f*ck.
"Waaa *hick *hick*..
'What is this situation? It's like a fucking comedy movie scene.'
The sound of the girl crying and was loud and it was getting to Jack's nerves seeing as this was going nowhere.
"Shut up!
I don't know who you are and what you are doing here, but I'm going to give you two minutes to clean up and come out to have a 'talk'.
Don't stall for time or try to escape because I'm just outside the door."
*Hick hick*
....
After five minutes Jack and the girl were sitting at the kitchen table.
She had her he'd down looking to her feet while Jack was starting at a distance with unfocused eyes.
'Why is this happening?
Why did a bear have to attack grandpa? Is this a joke?
A f*cking bear?'
"Hey, hey, can I go now!"
"Huh.. okay...
The voice of his cousin woke him up from his stupor.
"No, not yet. You have to take me there."
"I can't. It's more than 20 miles away and we don't have a car."
"Fine! You stay here and just tell me how to get there."
"Didn't you hear me? We don't have a car.
Are you deaf?"
*Stare*
"Why are you staring at me like that? If..if you..
"Directions!"
"O.. okay then. You first have to...
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