traffick boss is covered in handcuffs handcuffing him

he crouches considering the flow of energy in the world

where to send this energy? how to hold it?

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arrr! he scrunches and twists like a twist-tie, handling some of the energy considering him considering it

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twist ties twist

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traffick boss is shooting himself in the head, by crouching on his body and aiming a gun down at himself. bang bang bang.

up comes a nonviolent passerby

nonviolent passerby: “oh! um, uh, you, um, sure are making sure that you’e dead, huh?”

traffick boss looks up at the nonviolent passerby, a grizzled determination on his face

traffick boss (with grizzled determination, looking up from gunning his own head below him on the ground, toward nonviolent passerby): “i am.”

traffick boss looks at nonviolent passerby (order mistake?) and then returns to shooting himself in the head

when he resumes, nonviolent passerby perks up again

nonviolent passerby. “oh! um, uh, er. um! um … i’m just curious, um, what is it that you’re doing this for?”

traffick boss looks at nonviolent passerby and stows his gun and squares off, taking a step toward nonviolent passerby

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traffick boss (gun stowed, squaring toward nonviolent passerby, engaging cigar): “i’m a fucking shithead, and i want to show myself who’s boss.”

traffick boss glances at the sky briefly. his hand goes to his chin. traffick boss (briefly considering at the sky): “do i have that right?”

nonviolent passerby: “oh! um ..”

traffick boss squares nonviolent passerby in the eye and moves his hand a little near where his gun is stowed. traffick boss: “that alright with you?”

nonvioent passerby: “well! um … i … um … you see …”

nonviolent passerby spreads his arms

nonviolent passerby: “honestly it’s terrifying to me that you’re just unloading a gun into somebody’s head over here, albeit it your own —“

traffick boss smirks and engages his cigar more

traffick boss: “i bet it’s damn terrifying, yeah!”

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nonviolent passerby: “ — and i guess i was kind of wondering if there were anything that would convince you not to do it! i’m kind of embarrassed and scared, really, the living daylights out of me, honestly, to tell the truth, but i guess i was wondering this!”

nonviolent passerby blushes and quakes and keeps his arms spread out beseechingly, and looks at traffick boss with eyes like bambi’s (a cartoon baby deer)

traffick boss looks back at nonviolent passerby, quaking in fear, and engages his cigar more, and takes his gun back out

nonviolent passerby’s eyes narrow straight in on the gun and the quaking and deer eyes intensify

nonviolent passerby: “not that —“

traffick boss: “c’mere, take a look at my gun”

traffick boss puts the safety on the gun and aims it behind him a little, away from nonviolent passerby (mistake?