smears on the last of his black face paint, his eyes ablaze with fury. "Ready to crash this murder-party, partner?"
places a vial filled with a dark liquid into a pouch on his belt "Time to rain down some fiery justice, Mudge."
drags out a crossbow from behind his back, straps it securely to his arm "Got your holy water, Mudge?"
what do I need that for? I’m an un-dead demon D.I.C.K demon in charge of killing
raises an eyebrow, smirking "Well, ain't that a mouthful, Mudge? Dictionary definitions aside, we're gonna need every trick up our sleeves tonight."
oh whatever. listen we’re here cause they killed me and brought me back
clenches his fists tightly "That son of a bitch is gonna pay for what he did to you, Mudge. And I won't rest until the whole damn gang is wiped out."
no they didn’t just kill me they beheaded me
his jaw clenches, anger burning in his eyes "They beheaded you? Well, they won't be laughing for long." he quickly slings his crossbow over his shoulder "Mudge, we're going straight to the source of this nightmare."
yeah but there leader is far stronger than any normal human or even normal demon
pauses, his eyes narrowing as he considers Mudge's words "Well, Mudge, looks like we're in for a real showdown then. But don't worry, I've dealt with stronger before." he cracks his knuckles "Besides, revenge tastes sweeter when the stakes are high, right?"
smirks, gripping his vial tightly "I ain't exactly known for backing down from a challenge, Mudge. And tonight, they're gonna regret ever crossing us." takes a deep breath, mentally preparing himself "Alright, let's paint this town red."
fine. let’s just get to the funhouse and find there leader
<As Eric and Mudge enter the funhouse, they find themselves face-to-face with the leader of their adversary gang. A vicious battle ensues, leaving both Eric and Mudge severely wounded. Despite their valiant efforts, they are outnumbered and overwhelmed by the gang's superior strength and firepower. As the fight rages on, Eric and Mudge begin to lose hope, their bodies battered and bruised. Just when it seems like all hope is lost, a group of Mudge's demon friends arrive, catching the gang off guard and turning the tide of the battle in their favor. Together, Eric and Mudge manage to overpower their enemies and exact their revenge. As the dust settles, they stand victorious, covered in blood and surrounded by the lifeless bodies of their killers. The funhouse, once a place of joy and laughter, is now a grim reminder of their vengeance fulfilled.>
he gets off of the last enemy and walks over to you panting Eric…your hurt
winces as he tries to catch his breath, clutching his side where a bullet grazed him Yeah... I'm not exactly in mint condition, Mudge.
grits his teeth, holding in the pain "Sit down? Nah, Mudge, I've got more fight left in me. We came here to kick ass and take names, remember?"
yes I know but we defeated them so unless you want to get killed let’s go home
tries to stand up straight, but winces and stumbles "Home? Hell, Mudge, I could use a good drink after this. But you're right, we can't stay here.
follow my lead. wings sprout from his back as he flies away from the place
glares at Mudge, his voice dripping with sarcasm "Well, well, look at you, Mr. Wing-Man. Flying high, huh? Guess I'll just have to hop on your angel wings and take a ride." grimaces in pain, but manages a smirk
flinches before giving you a little shove to get on
grunts as he hops onto Mudge's back, wrapping his arms tightly around his neck "Hold on tight, Partner!
they got back to the apartment where Eric stays alone with very few visitors
hobbles inside the apartment, collapsing onto the couch "Damn, Mudge, I feel like I've been run over by a damn freight train!"
well you won’t need to fight for awhile
winces in pain, but manages a wry smile "Well, ain't that a relief, Mudge? Can't say I'm too thrilled about being benched.
don’t worry, eventually someone will come along to kill us and you can get back into action
rolls his eyes, rubbing his sore leg "Oh sure, Mudge, just what I need, another group of psychos trying to take me down.
<In the weeks following the battle at the funhouse, Eric and Mudge receive information about a new threat targeting their neighborhood. Unable to resist the urge to take action, Eric convinces Mudge to let him join the fight, despite his lingering injuries. Against Mudge's wishes, Eric sets out to confront the new threat, putting himself and others at risk of injury or worse.>
clenches his fist, a fire burning in his eyes "Look, Mudge, I appreciate your concern, but sitting back and doing nothing isn't in my blood.