annonymous (flipjargendy) wrote in subconsciouslog,

Bucket Buddy

    There was a cloudy, orangely hazed landscape, mostly filled with grass and some trees. Buckethead and i were on top of a hill. We were friends. He was wearing his yellow outfit. We were having fun but then things soon took a swing for the worse. i didn’t know what i said but Buckethead became angry and we began arguing. He doesn’t talk so it was pretty hard to do. i could sense that he had become more angry and decided to run. i had an overwhelming feeling he was going to lunge at me. He pulled his hand from behind his back to reveal a very large blade. He came swinging and chasing with a number of different blades. The whole time i was laughing. He doesn’t make sounds but i knew he was too.
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