ADVERTENCIA: Este es un spin-off de El X, por lo que no forma parte de la historia principal. Este spin-off es la traducción al inglés del primer capítulo, para conmemorar los dos primeros meses de la creación de El X. Si no sabes inglés, lárgate.
There was once a time, in a curious village, a man called Descolay. It was that Descolay a character very strange and singular. Everything fascinated him, everything, everything.
Well, this story begins...
Descolay: *writing* "With a hundred mattresses by band of and the pijama of your grandma, is going to nap a halter brig." Presto! My poem number 8000 is finished. And now, I will send it to the National Assotiation of Poems with No Artistic Value.
Suddenly, he fell down, without more.
A bald passing by: Haha.
The same bald passing over there: ...
The same bald: What?
Descolay: ಠ_ಠ Why do you laugh of the people, bald.
Injured bald: ¿Bald?
Descolay: Well... yes, you're bald. And ugly. Your ugliness makes me sad. So apologize: because of your ugliness and for laugh of me, but above all because of your ugliness.
Bald: ಠ_ಠ I won't apologize.
Descolay: ಠ_ಠ Yes you will.
Bald: ಠ_ಠ No, I won't.
Descolay: ಠ_ಠ Well, then...
Suddenly, Descolay took out a glove.
Descolay: ¡I challenge you to a duel, sir!
Bald: ಠ_ಠ I don't accept the duel.
Descolay: ಠ_ಠ *takes out a HMG*
Bald: H... hey. What are you going to do with that thing?
Descolay: ಠ_ಠ Nothing. *starts shooting*
Bald: LIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR. *receives bullets*
The bald start to receive bullet after bullet. Only the bullets who where directly to his face didn't impact, because his ugliness was that big, that even the bullets did not supported it. He received too many bullets and he died. Yep, he died.
Descolay: ಠ_ಠ And now you will laugh of your aunt.
Police: ¡STOP, NIGGAS! Who killed the bald?
Descolay: Emmm... the holy... spirit?
Police: FUCK OFF!
The police started shooting to Descolay with a gun. But he was so bad, so he didn't hit Descolay.
Police: ಠ_ಠ *takes out handcuffs*
Descolay: EI, you will not arrest me, huh?
Police: You're arrested for murder and for EILLU.
Descolay: ಠ_ಠ EILLU is what is your aunt.
Police: WHAT? To the jail automatically.
And Descolay went to the jail. But the system of justice of Spain was so bad, so he went out in... one week. And so, here concludes this absurd story about Descolay, an ugly bald and a police with no aim.
Espero que hayáis disfrutado del primer capítulo en inglés. Disculpad por los posibles errores de idioma.