Help Let Me Go - the real story

the backstory

Dolphin Man POV

life's been hard ever since the accident. that fated day when i came up on the beach to eat some seaweed and this crazy motherfucker ran up to me and chomped on my fin. turns out he escaped from this insane asylum next to chernobyl and he was radioactive, so now i'm some weird half-dolphin half-man freak of nature. sucks man.

so i got used to it eventually, it's been like 5 years since that happened, and i got used to life as a dolphin man. i live in this abandoned old shack by the beach and screech every night tryna get my old dolphin friends to hear me, but i guess they don't care now that i'm not a dolphin anymore.

one day i was watching this old tv i found washed up on the beach that somehow still worked and some chick named varli was on the news. apparently she saw someone getting kidnapped and kicked all the guys' asses like a badass. damnnnn I wanna be friends with her. I have no friends.

'yoooo i should call her' i thought. so i did. i called the number on the bottom of the screen that for some reason the news station made public and someone picked up. "hello?" said a voice, sounding female but who really knows these days, I mean i'm not even fully human. "hey varli my name is dolphin man I saw you on the news. you wanna be a superhero duo with me? you can save people and i can bite all the villains and turn them into a quarter dolphin so they're weird and stuff and no one will like them." "hell yeah" said varli, and we both called a tailor to make us some superhero costumes.

Author's note

Hey guys hope you like this. It's been 5 years and im like old now haha anyways enjoy :)