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[SIZE="4"]Chapter 5[/SIZE]
I stand up from the pile of bloodied mangled flesh.
"I get cutting off his head. But why carve your name into him?" I hear a voice behind me say.
"Its a message." I stand up and turn around. I jump when I find myself face to face with Bubbles.
"Bubbles...? Wha-"
"MY NAMES NOT BUBBLES!" He lands a swift powerful kick to my side.
"Shit, guys! Bubbles crazy!" He punches me to the ground.
"We know" I hear Wartooth say. I'd be surprised if I wasn't getting my ass beat.
"Help!" Coldzero walks in.
"Calm down Bubbles," he says. His voice robotic. Bubbles turns to him. Ashamed.
"My names not Bubbles," he whispers staring at his feet.
'Its ok."
"Not...Bubbles" he whispers again.
"Damn man," I stand up rubbing my side. "Thanks..."
"No problem," Coldzero replies.
"What happened?"
"Split personality disorder. That was 'Ghostly' "
"Oh...." I walk over to him. "Is Bubbles back?" I whisper.
"Yes. And I'm still pissed at you no one touches my knife." He walks away. I walk over and slide open Floyd's drawers until I find some cooking gloves and I grab the body and set it on a carpet. Put his head in his hand and roll him up.
"Alright lets go everybody," I yell into the house carrying the carpet.
"Whats that?" Scarecrow says.
"The body I'm thinking about going to the Debate section to make a point."

After stopping quickly at a StickDepot (Think they could have got a better name for them.) I tie one rope I had recently bought around the body and slide the cans of spraypaint into my belt. Jumping back into the driver seat with the other rope.
"Alright everybody, whos got experience behind the can?"
Silence.
"No graf artists? Thats sad. Gotta spray alone..."

Scarecrow and Sumfink hold the rope I was attatched to. I repelled down the Debate sections outpost. Spraying 'Watch out for...' And 'Death by..." Above the hanging corpse with my name craved into it. I do one final smiley face. And tell them to pull me back up.
"Lets go see my work."

I laugh. "Pretty good if I do say so myself. Thats a good message. Anyone happen to know the time?"
"Yes. Its 9:57" Ashlander speaks up.
"Time to go see the big man" I hop in the transport. "Next stop. StickPage SOU. WHOO WHOO!" I fake pulling down a train horn and cocking my engineer hat.


"So we have a talkitive group?" PC says after I explain our situation, carefully avoiding the defacing of his outpost.
"Yep" I say. "Basically only Scarecrow and Ashlander to be honest. We need to find Floyd though."
"I was getting to that. I think we know where he is."



Short chapter. Setting up for the action to come guys.