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>Be nip working at the airport
>Working into my 19th hour for today's shift.
>Everything is relaxing, simply have to molest people as search.
>Suddenly hear rumblling.
>Coworkers running.
>That's odd. Godzilla attack should be scheduled for next week.
>Suddenly I see it. Dread fills my being as this giant with pink hair comes over.
>A 5'6 Amazonian stomps over the tiny nip crowd to the terminals. Try to kamikaze myself to stop her
>"Yo! Dude, could you like not? I'm trying to meet up with my gal pals!"
>What the fuck is this pale giant saying? If she doesn't stop she could kill someone!
>See that she made it to terminal for flights to gaijinland.
>The beast eyes the poor victims coming off the plane. I'm powerless to stop her if she finds one she want's to eat.
>A group comprised of a mexican with a hole in her head dressed like sherlock holmes, some child eating pizza dressed like Vergil, the unabomber, and someone wearing offbrand KFC uniform step off;
>The giant's throat swelling up and the noise shakes the tiny airport as it unleashes a terrifying cry.
>She runs to the group and embraces them in some strange mating ritual. They do not bow.
>"GOD! MY HOMIES! GURA, MY ATLANTIAN! INA, MY HOMESLICE! KIARA, MY DAWG! AME, MY DETECTIVE! BIG UPS TO MAKING IT"
>I can't fucking deal with people being emotional and showing affection so I kill myself
>As I fade from this life I hear the pink haired amazon talking about a "mix-tape" in her deep voice that puts war drums to shame.
