My bugs were now successfully settling on him, oddly giving me a better sense of his movements than my eyes had, and I was directing them not to sting or bite, so he wouldn’t have an easy time finding them. They began to cluster on him, and somehow I felt like that was slowing him down even more.
The onslaught had been softened, and he wasn’t half as effective at keeping me off balance, now. He couldn’t effectively see my posture to know the optimal places to strike, so I was able to get my feet firmly on the ground. I lashed out twice with my fists, but my hits lacked impact. Something to do with his power, I suspected, as well as his ability to move fast enough to roll with any hits he felt connecting.
So I grabbed a weapon he couldn’t react to, my pepper spray, and directed a stream of it into his face. Then I instructed the bugs I’d gathered on him to bite and sting.
this is one of those moments in worm where i don't know if it was intended to be humorous, but the phrasing always makes me laugh. something about the italics on "then" and the "so" cutting off this serious, lengthy analysis with this visual of her just casually standing there spraying a massive amount of pepperspray right at the face of this blinded guy covered in bugs fucking kills me. it feels like slapstick comedy. especially because the next thing that happens is This:
The effect was immediate, and dramatic. You’ve never really seen someone flip out until you’ve seen a speedster flip out. He fell to the ground, stood, tumbled over a chair, then was up the next second, lunging for a table, blindly patting it down in the hopes of finding something to wash his eyes out with. I felt him slow down dramatically, increasing his own strength enough to allow himself to check the cups and pitchers.
I had bugs on the table he was searching, and the only liquid there was wine. Anticipating he would continue looking for some relief, I moved closer to the table nearest me.
Sure enough, he darted over to the same table and began searching. I took one long step to my left, reached behind my back, and gripped the foam handle of my extendable baton with both hands. Like a golf club, I swung it up and between his legs.
LIKE A GOLF CLUB.
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icons only | requested by @guzhu-furen
bonus: boyfriendsss 👨❤️💋👨
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Build-a-BL: Director Round 2 Match 1
Confirmed Elements:
Country of Origin: Thailand
Genre: Heist
Secondary Genre: Detective
Primary Location: Night Market
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Help Send Me to the PGA Show
Well folks. I’m looking for a little help from my friends and followers. It’s last minute and I’m scrambling a little bit. I don’t have the finances to attend the PGA Show because I wasn’t able to work due to health-issues. So I started a GoFundMe.
Please help me… Help you.
https://gofund.me/05aa30f9
Thanks,
Alex
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