The 100 Deaths of Cartio - 002

Cartio awoke to the sound of a monotone voice. He sat up in his chair and looked around the table. It was full of similarly dressed people and, at one end, there was a man standing up and speaking to the people. The man was talking of sales and profits and mid-time goals. Cartio was thoroughly bored. The man rambled on for another 15 minutes or so and then sat down and asked a few questions. After the questions, everyone got up and left, including Cartio.

When he left the office, he saw a bunch of cubicles. He relied on some sort of instinct and walked straight to his desk. Very odd this. Now what?

"Hey Hal," said a man in the cubicle accross from his.

"What?" replied Cartio, talking as if there was no wall seperating them..

"Head's up!"

With that, the man threw a pen over the wall and it hit Cartio in the head. What the...? Well, I can't just let this go. Cartio looked about his desk for some 'ammunition' and found a paperweight. This should suffice.

"Head's up!" retorted Cartio as he heaved it over the wall. He heard a plonk, and then a yell.

"Ow. That really hurt, you ox," said the man as he stood up to look over the barrier.

"Serves you right for throwing that pen."

"A paperweight weighs a bit more then a pen, dingus."


The man threw the paperweight back at him with a good amount of force behind it and sat back down. It hit Cartio in his arm. Ouch. He's gonna pay for that one. Cartio looked around his desk again and this time grabbed the mouse, ripping the wire from out of the back of his tower.

"Hey," said Cartio as he leaned over the wall.

"What now?"

"Feel my wrath!"


Cartio swung the mouse over his head a few times, jumped over the barrier, and proceeded to flail the living crap out of the man.

"Who's a dingus now!?!" yelled Cartio as the he preformed his business.

"What do you think you're doing, man! Stop that!"

"Who told you to talk!?"


Cartio, with bloodlust in his eyes, grabbed the man and started to choke him with the mouse wire. The man, running out of air, charged back and ran Cartio into the cubicle wall, knocking it down. Cartio's back landed right on top of his moniter. Ergh...this ends now. The man got up and kept his distance. Cartio got up and faced the man. Breathing heavily, he stood in concentration.

"Are you finished?" asked the man.

Cartio gave no reply.

"Well, whats wrong with you?"

Cartio still gave no reply.

"I'm through with this. Security!"


Cartio saw some bulky men come running. Realizing his body was in no way capable of taking them both on, Cartio looked the man right in the eyes and charged him.

"What!? Not again..."


Cartio continued to rush at the man, hit him, and carried him straight out the window. As they both fell, Cartio came to his senses and realized what he had just done. He looked at the other man and saw an evil grin on his face. Again?

"How many has it been now?" said the man sarcastically and in a completely different voice.

"This isn't fair at all, I was just doing my job as a soldier," replied Cartio, alluding back to when he got his curse.

"Oh, of course. Here, let me give you some help."


The man reached into his pocket and pulled out a pen.

"Head's up! Mwuahahaha!"


He threw the pen at Cartio.

"I'll get through this and then kill you all a hundred times over!" yelled Cartio.


As he said it, however, he saw the spirit of one of the soldiers fly out of the man's body.

"Holy crap!?" yelled the very confused man.


Cartio was going to explain, but the sidewalk decided it was best that he not. Cartio felt every bone in his body break, and then all faded to black again.