feelgoodmods (feelgoodmods) wrote,
@ 2009-06-03 14:25:00

applications;
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Third Person (min. 200 words.)

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Prompts
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Kisame Hoshigaki [Part 7]

kiss_and_sell
2009-06-06 08:00 am UTC (link)

Third Person

Gambling was for the lucky. Or the stupid. Or even better, the stupidly lucky. Unfortunately, Kisame was only one of those. And it wasn't lucky.

And he knew this, but yet still he came to this cursed casino every Friday after getting his paycheck, hoping that one day he'd strike it at a fortune. Nobody ever won at these things. That's what people always told him, and the one time he'd started to believe it, the machine just two rows away from him hit the jackpot. $10,000 that could have been his if he'd gone up just two rows.

But ever since that day, he'd been returning to that one machine, playing the slots over and over until the amount he set aside specifically for this was gone. At least he was a controlled gambler. Though if he really had control, he wouldn't do it at all. But that's not the point. The point is, he's entirely convinced that one day, that $10,000 will be his. Even if he has to spend that amount to win it back.

Though he considered moving on to another machine, that horribly stubborn side of him refused to give up on it. Because he knew, he knew the moment he got up from this machine, some tool was going to sit there and win on their first go. Like hell he'd be the chump to have that happen to. He'd had a machine he used to play at all the time too, but after seeing that this machine was clearly a winner, he'd made the change.

Though clearly, it wasn't one for the better. His head spun around quickly when he heard the winning bells go off and the lights flash, all from the machine he used to frequent so often. Oh, that was cruel. That was just cruel.

Wondering which deity he'd pissed off to get this kind of luck, Kisame groaned, thinking he'd just go use whatever change he had left to buy himself some greasy comfort food, but looking down at his coin jar, he had nothing left. Perfect. Just perfect.

Well, who needed it anyway? Just a waste of money. That was it. Kisame walked out in a huff, swearing off gambling for the rest of his life.

Or until the next Friday. Because after all, gambling is only for the stupid and the lucky, and Kisame is far from lucky.

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