Apples.

[Hells Sniper]

He stood there, in his dark casual suit with his fedora hat, scratching his goatee underneath the lampshade. It was raining, just like it would any other night. He stood just outside Apples, the bar everyone in town went to, he watched the patrons walk in and come out, drunk out of their minds. He laughed as he watched them, imagining what their night could be like. And they watched him, too. They stared, laughed and some would go so far to scream his name. A name, that wasn't his. A name that showed his fake side, a name that showed everything wrong with him. He never liked the name, but he never liked his life. So he would just wander the town, never showing his true self to anyone. Everyone in town knew of him, but no one truly knew him. ~~~~~ I really have no idea what this is...it just what was written lol...There will be more to come..if you guys like it..So let me know. ~~~~~

[Kairu]

Haha nice! Compulsive writing is most often my best work. Writing the moment is a way to let other people see "the true self". It'd be good if you continued, but don't force it. To me, it'd be like comparing natural beauty to artificial beauty. It's obvious and is so perfect, that it's too much.

lol cool

[Naked Crook]

interesting piece of work sniper. Very well written.