Voltz
The Butler
- Location
- The Great Britain
I was bored; my mind wondering on what excitement could behold me if I went outside. I dived into my thought and realised that there is only one thing to do at the time of thinking… peaches. I ran out the door with a burst of excitement, quickly grabbing any sort of food that I could find and my trusty .45 pistol that I would never leave behind. I ran with enough energy to power Kavala all the way from my home to the closest garage and grabbed my truck. With much excitement I revved the engine up and stalled it.
I finally got the car started and headed north of Kavala, armed with my .45 pistol and my rabbit meat, towards the peaches field. As I headed there I heard gun shots from around the place, my hands started shaking and my eyes consistently blinking. There were two heavily damaged police cars near the field, one in the dump yard and one in the middle of the side road. I continued on very precautious.
As I got to the field, my plan went interrupted. I filled up the back of my truck with a mountain of peaches and not a single one fell out! As I was gearing up and about to head back to Kavala I heard the cries of a PCSO who was repairing a car. I stared down the road wondering what to do; this deep gaze was interrupted by some unwanted noise. A Little bird helicopter with an armed man on the side had landed to the next of me. Sensing danged I decided it is best to get in my car and drive down the road to the closest police officer. As I get into my car this man runs down the road with a pistol out shouting “STOP THE CAR!” to which I reply nothing and continue down the road to the police officer. As I pull up I tell him about this man, he looks down the road and see’s nothing but a man in a stripped pink shirt, blue jeans and some sun glasses on the top of his bald head. He looks at me.
“Is it that man there that threatened you?” he asked suspiciously.
“Yes, he had a gun and shouted at me to get out the car!” I said in a quiet voice as I didn’t want him to hear.
“Well I haven’t seen anything and I have just heard we have officers down!” as just like that he got in the car and drove off in full sirens and lights. Scared not knowing what to do as he is now next to my car I speak friendly to him and hope for dear life he doesn’t kill me. I tell him about my peaches and how they were all especially picked for certain standards and he starts looking around.
“So, nice weather we are having,” I say trying to keep conversation going and friendly, however just as I say that he pulls out a gun from his back pocket like one of the gangster films and screams.
“HANDS UP ON YOUR HEAD OF I AM GOING TO PUT A BULLET IN YOUR HEAD!!!” I had no other choice than to do everything he said. I put my hands on my head and the then he pushed himself forward and tied my hands together with an old muddy zip tie. I cringe. He grabs my back and drags me to the road. During this time his friend had gotten into the helicopter and started up the engine. He was now hovering above us and was coming closer to my beloved friend which I would not get to see much longer, the ground. “You are mine now, I will explain why when we get into the chopper.” And at that point we were off.
I was scared, the pilot was not exactly top gun and the man next to me was preforming some sort of black magic by hovering. He looks at me and shouts, “We have restrained you and put you in here because we are members of the green peace party,” I was baffled. How a party called Green Peace could be robbing people, I replied.
“Wait, so a party called Green Peace is robbing me, why exactly?” I ask, hoping to get an answer from these so called Green Peace party members.
“We protect the environment! Anyone does anything to it we make sure that the threat is illuminated. And that is what you are, we are going to rob you and kill you!” At that point my eyes opened and I had to think of something very quickly. I had multiple ideas flowing through my head, it was like a maze… and time was running out.
We came to a small house in the middle of nowhere, a place I would go to on a walk. The landed the plane with some difficulty and the pilot got out and ran to a tree, he pulled out a small sub machine gun and pointed it at the slightly damaged helicopter. At that point the other man got out and started to scream at me “GET OUT OF THE HELICOPTER!” the one thing that he had forgotten is that he had put me in a seat belt which I could not undo.
“I can’t you put me in this safety belt and I can’t get out. I can’t roll out!” he continued with his last remark until he realised that there was not point arguing and undid the belt to which I pushed myself out.
“Ok, I am going to un restrain you and you are going to drop everything, including your vest and your gun!” I look at him and nod my head. I had a plan, not a good one but it might work. I open my bag and drop everything one by one, slowly doing it with every grab to make sure I wasn’t pulling anything. “Hurry up! Haven’t got all day! You are taking forever, drop the vest!” I comply. I drop the vest and put my gun into my back trousers, luckily it fits perfectly . I made sure I did this so they could not see it. I look at him.
“That’s it”
“You sure, let me look…” He looks at the floor and kicks the bag. He sees no gun. I look at him. His friend comes up and opens the bag, he doesn’t raise his head. The other guy gets and walks to me, un restrained. “Where is the gun?”.
“It’s in the bag; he’s looking in the wrong pocket.” He turns around, gets down on the floor and opens the pocket. This is my chance, my heart racing, sweat dropping like rain. I pull out the gun from my back like butter; aim it and being to rain down bullets at the two men looking in my bag. They both fall to the floor with blood dripping from their chests. I stare at them knowing what I had just done; all they had to do was let me keep my gun.
Based on a true story.
For all those TL
R people
- People kidnapped me
- They both looked in my bag on the floor and I killed them
Sadly no recording. I was bored so I made this.
I finally got the car started and headed north of Kavala, armed with my .45 pistol and my rabbit meat, towards the peaches field. As I headed there I heard gun shots from around the place, my hands started shaking and my eyes consistently blinking. There were two heavily damaged police cars near the field, one in the dump yard and one in the middle of the side road. I continued on very precautious.
As I got to the field, my plan went interrupted. I filled up the back of my truck with a mountain of peaches and not a single one fell out! As I was gearing up and about to head back to Kavala I heard the cries of a PCSO who was repairing a car. I stared down the road wondering what to do; this deep gaze was interrupted by some unwanted noise. A Little bird helicopter with an armed man on the side had landed to the next of me. Sensing danged I decided it is best to get in my car and drive down the road to the closest police officer. As I get into my car this man runs down the road with a pistol out shouting “STOP THE CAR!” to which I reply nothing and continue down the road to the police officer. As I pull up I tell him about this man, he looks down the road and see’s nothing but a man in a stripped pink shirt, blue jeans and some sun glasses on the top of his bald head. He looks at me.
“Is it that man there that threatened you?” he asked suspiciously.
“Yes, he had a gun and shouted at me to get out the car!” I said in a quiet voice as I didn’t want him to hear.
“Well I haven’t seen anything and I have just heard we have officers down!” as just like that he got in the car and drove off in full sirens and lights. Scared not knowing what to do as he is now next to my car I speak friendly to him and hope for dear life he doesn’t kill me. I tell him about my peaches and how they were all especially picked for certain standards and he starts looking around.
“So, nice weather we are having,” I say trying to keep conversation going and friendly, however just as I say that he pulls out a gun from his back pocket like one of the gangster films and screams.
“HANDS UP ON YOUR HEAD OF I AM GOING TO PUT A BULLET IN YOUR HEAD!!!” I had no other choice than to do everything he said. I put my hands on my head and the then he pushed himself forward and tied my hands together with an old muddy zip tie. I cringe. He grabs my back and drags me to the road. During this time his friend had gotten into the helicopter and started up the engine. He was now hovering above us and was coming closer to my beloved friend which I would not get to see much longer, the ground. “You are mine now, I will explain why when we get into the chopper.” And at that point we were off.
I was scared, the pilot was not exactly top gun and the man next to me was preforming some sort of black magic by hovering. He looks at me and shouts, “We have restrained you and put you in here because we are members of the green peace party,” I was baffled. How a party called Green Peace could be robbing people, I replied.
“Wait, so a party called Green Peace is robbing me, why exactly?” I ask, hoping to get an answer from these so called Green Peace party members.
“We protect the environment! Anyone does anything to it we make sure that the threat is illuminated. And that is what you are, we are going to rob you and kill you!” At that point my eyes opened and I had to think of something very quickly. I had multiple ideas flowing through my head, it was like a maze… and time was running out.
We came to a small house in the middle of nowhere, a place I would go to on a walk. The landed the plane with some difficulty and the pilot got out and ran to a tree, he pulled out a small sub machine gun and pointed it at the slightly damaged helicopter. At that point the other man got out and started to scream at me “GET OUT OF THE HELICOPTER!” the one thing that he had forgotten is that he had put me in a seat belt which I could not undo.
“I can’t you put me in this safety belt and I can’t get out. I can’t roll out!” he continued with his last remark until he realised that there was not point arguing and undid the belt to which I pushed myself out.
“Ok, I am going to un restrain you and you are going to drop everything, including your vest and your gun!” I look at him and nod my head. I had a plan, not a good one but it might work. I open my bag and drop everything one by one, slowly doing it with every grab to make sure I wasn’t pulling anything. “Hurry up! Haven’t got all day! You are taking forever, drop the vest!” I comply. I drop the vest and put my gun into my back trousers, luckily it fits perfectly . I made sure I did this so they could not see it. I look at him.
“That’s it”
“You sure, let me look…” He looks at the floor and kicks the bag. He sees no gun. I look at him. His friend comes up and opens the bag, he doesn’t raise his head. The other guy gets and walks to me, un restrained. “Where is the gun?”.
“It’s in the bag; he’s looking in the wrong pocket.” He turns around, gets down on the floor and opens the pocket. This is my chance, my heart racing, sweat dropping like rain. I pull out the gun from my back like butter; aim it and being to rain down bullets at the two men looking in my bag. They both fall to the floor with blood dripping from their chests. I stare at them knowing what I had just done; all they had to do was let me keep my gun.
Based on a true story.
For all those TL
R people- People kidnapped me
- They both looked in my bag on the floor and I killed them
Sadly no recording. I was bored so I made this.
