Attack of the Crocodile Gang I

Yeah, I've been trying to update every day but I didn't manage to do it last evening. All because of that mother fucking Crocodile Gang. Yes, this isn't just a case of random groupings of senile human-crocodile mutants, nope, they're organizing and they have a ringleader and they ambushed me, for revenge (Probably a case of me not getting off their lawns or something). Here's how it went down (and I've only dramatized this a little):

The Complicated ran over and jumped between the rooftops, old-school, he had no other option since the Comp-Kart was destroyed by some nasty old senior citizen/ crocodile hybrid. Now that he thought about it, this place was reeking of the smell of old people and large aquatic reptiles, it's a smell that you wouldn't forget anytime soon, because it was really bad. Also, there was a bomb on the roof. "Crab shit." Was all he managed to say before the explosion sent him flying off the roof and down to the streets. He landed hard but fortunately he was hard-core to the bone, so no serious harm was done.

"Hot balls, you geezers have managed to piss the hell out of me!"  He shouted into the night as the Crocodile Gang appeared from the alleys and manholes, there was about twenty of them all in all armed with nothing more than powerful jaws, razor-sharp teeth, strong tails and muscle to spare, The Complicated knew some serious shit was about to go down... and it made him happy. One of the crocodile-steroids abusing senior stepped forward, dressed in tattered tweed and a sweater vest, and said in a guttural growling yet quavering reedy voice (Comp didn't know how one could do that but he still managed to do it): "Doc Croc bids you farewell, you young monkey-ass whippersnapper!" The Complicated moved like greased lightning on speed and kicked the old man so hard in the face that his crocodile-dentures flew out of his mouth and into the night... and that's when all hell broke loose.

To be continued... later this evening!