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The Brawl - {Scratch/Donny} - {Closed RP}
Walking home, Scratch was disappointed. His luck wasn’t showing. Leaving him emptied handed. He invested caps, he lost caps. Nearly every cap, gained from his payment, was gone. Everything was for nothing. Nevertheless - , Scratch had his own fun. Drinking, gambling was nearly worth it. On the bright-side, Scratch had his health.
Freeside, at night, made his skin crawl. Then again, anywhere invoked that feeling. Overhead, streetlights loomed. They casted light down. Some flickered, some never shinned. Suddenly, Scratch realized someone was trailing him. They wore hobnails, the sound was distinctive. Every corner turned, they kept following. Suddenly, Scratch sees two men. They stood underneath a streetlight. They watched Scratch. Suddenly, without warning, Scratch was attacked. Barely enough time to respond. Barely enough time to unholster his gun. Someone ambushed him. They struck him, hitting his shoulder first. With what Scratch guessed was a club. The attacker, was hiding in the alleyway.
Scratch fell down, collapsing. The attacks didn’t stop. The other thugs grouped up. They ganged up on Scratch. They savagely beat him. Soon enough, Scratch couldn’t do much. They pulled him away, into the alleyway. Searching him, they quickly became disappointed. Their disappointment turned to anger. The leader, the hobnail wearing one, demanded answers. Pulling Scratch up, he interrogated Scratch.
“Hey big spender, where’s the caps?”
His tone, was mocking Scratch. Scratch couldn’t respond that well. He was reeling back from the pain. For an answer, Scratch spits blood in his face. Which promptly gets him punched.
Scratch knew they were going to kill him. He hated that, it tore away at him. There’s nothing he could do. He had luck, which was failing him now.
What did Cypress' dad say?
He had been nagging Cypress incessantly about getting a job. Cypress was obviously quite uncomfortable so I offered a change in subject. I asked him what he did for a living. He told me he owned “Balaska’s Ant-agonizer”. I was excited to hear that his profession included Ants. My good friend The Queen being an ant from Texas I thought he and I would have much to discuss. To my horror he told me the slogan of his company “Ant-icipate the pest before they spread”. This man’s “job” did not simply involve ants, it was his job to kill ants. Never have I had such blind rage in my life. The millions of lives lost to this man. I could not take it. I hope that he has a horrible stay in the hospital.
I’m just gonna miss this so much
yep. just dog pile on them and see if you can bury the rage. Good plan ref. Any reason why this game is known as the brawl??
HOLY SHIT END ME. I’m so hyped for Overwatch Halloween you don’t understand. I just woke up to an onslaught of messages about it and i am s c r e e c h i n g g g g g. As soon as I get stable internet I’m done. Travel all day, Overwatch by night. Who even needs sleep. I brought this big-ass laptop with me over my small tablet for the sole purpose of Halloween Overwatch :>
(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nlPVLP48U_A)