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Post by Brandon Napier on Jul 28, 2011 15:13:07 GMT
Bam smiled naturally. Okay, he didn't, he grinned naturally. He had no reason not to, really. He was far too happy grinning to register that most people seemed to believe it to be forced.
That had been about five minutes ago. He'd been walking around, grinning a little insanely, and he'd then been seen by SMILE, and ended up running for his life. He always seemed to be running through the city... Or crashing a van into a wall...
Speaking of a van, one was stopped near by, no SMILE members in it, so Bam hopped into the driver's side, turned the key, and sped down the road. Because what else would Bam do? No, seriously, what else would he do? He wouldn't go slowly, God no. That would be stupid to assume of the destructive anarchist. And no one assumed that Bam would go slowly anyways...
He was about to turn the corner, when one of the wheels got shot by a SMILE member. The van spun out of control and the driver's side hit the corner of a building. Bam was dazed for a few moments, not feeling any pain and so assuming he was fine. He looked around and noticed the SMILE members running towards him. He took his gun out of the holster and shot the SMILE members. One got a shot in the neck, the other in the stomach. Bam shifted in the van, and almost fell out of the other door before he felt pain on his forehead. He put his hand, still holding his ray gun, to his head and found there was blood on his hand...
Great.
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