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>newfag here
>run_greentext_trial_1.exe

>mfw it's not working

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mfw

>will this
>also work
>on more than one line?

Alright, this is a story from my childhood

>be me
>around 10 years old
>live in a street on the edge of our village, lots of fields, creeks and little forests less than a mile away
>4 other boys at the same age live in the same street, let's call them Adam, Brian, Charlie and Snafu
>we were pretty normal except for the fact that Snafu couldn't handle defeat in any form and has his rage fits when he loses, is caught cheating or something doesn't go his way
>in our freetime we use to dwell in the local forests and build cabins or forts
>literallyonlysomewoodensticksleaningagainsttrees.jpeg
>we used to wage war on the kids of the next street, but this is not what we're talking about no; at this time, we were at peace
>when we were done building our "huts", we made weapons, like wooden spears and bows
>we held championsships on whose bow would shoot the farthest
>currentrecordisabout8mbutitwasabigdealforus.avi
>Snafu keeps losing one day, throws a rage fit and goes home crying

We didn't think much about it as he had gone into autistic rage mode a few times earlier and we knew he'd show up again some days later like nothing happened. But boy, something happened.

>be next time in forest
>Snafu brings a new bow
>it's not just another crappy bow
>his dad is a carpenter and made one for him during the last three days or so
>legolaswouldgivehislastshirtforthisbow.png
>we spend the afternoon doing our stuff
>Adam, Brian, Charlie and me occasionally taunting Snafu for his bow
>Snafu is building up his rage
>reachingpointofnoreturn.mp3
>later, everyone is just minding his business, we're pretty quiet, which is unusual for the aspee crowd we were
>suddenly a deer shows up from the bushes across the creek, around 30m from us
>some of us haven't even noticed it yet, when Snafu unleashes the wrath of his bloodline
>borntokill.gif
>shoots one of his arrows his dad also made at the deer
>center mass, one hit, one kill
>deer goes down with a sound I will never forget
>less than 10s later it isn't moving anymore
>Snafu releases an autistic screech of victory as he has shown to bring food to the table of his ancient tribe for the first time
>the rest of us just stares silently, Adam, Brian and Charlie show a mixture of awe and shock
>no sound is heard in the forest while our juvenile brains try to process what we just had witnessed

Well lads, there it is. A dead roe deer with an arrow deep in its shoulder lying a mere dozen meters from us. While Adam, Charlie and I are still shocked, Brian is somewhat crying and Snafu is dancing in joy, probably paying homage to the forest goddess of hunting. Only by bits we realised, that we indeed fucked up bad.

>fucking Snafu
>he has not only driven us into a pit of adrenaline and regret, he is also already standing next to his kill
>inaudiblescreechingandgesturingcontinues.mov
>Adam, Brian and me are sane enough to realise that there will be questions asked if some hunter, ranger or even hiker would find this; we were about a hundred meters from the next path, but still
>howlongwillwegotojailforthis.avi
>this wasn't some really big forest wilderness, its area was less than a square mile and were we live, the authorities keep close records of the game population, especially foxes and deer
>while Adam and Brian try to calm down the psychological mess Snafu has turned into, Charlie and me are desparately looking for a solution
>we have no showel with us, so we can't just bury it
>we have no axe either, so we can't just chop it up to bits and hope for the foxes to eat it fast (there are no large predators like lynx, wolves or bears where we live)
>we only have some lighters and a limited storage of dry wood
>thoushaltburnyeoldhag.jpeg
>as time goes by, even Snafu gets a grasp on the situation we're stuck in and becomes willing to get rid of any evidence
>we stack as much wood as we have, throw the deer on it, light it and hope for God's grace to assist us
>mfw the wood is not enough to burn about 25kg of fresh, wet, juicy meat
>alotofsmoketho.gif
>time's running up, it's already past 5pm and we have to be at home for dinner at around 6pm; the way home will take us a good 20mins too
>desparately throw stones, mud, leaves, literally anything we can grab on the half-cooked, dead deer until it's covered by about a foot of soil
>trample on the hill like maniacs to make the soil more compact and less suspicious
>when we are done, we look at each other and Charlie tells us that we can never speak of this, not to anyone, not even to ourselves
>all agree
>go home, can't sleep for two nights

Long story short, we didn't get caught. I have no connection to the hunter community in my village or district, so I can't say whether they even noticed or not.
The reason I came up with this is that when I went to visit my parents who still live in that village, I stumbled into Snafu and went for a few beers. Fucker drinks like a bear, has grown into a pretty cool, normal guy. I later then went into that forest and you still can see the hill if you know where to look.

Sorry Bambi, we never meant to.

Fuck off. This isn't 4chan.

Just deactivate already.