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                                        |TOUGHSHCLL|

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     Was he the only one in this wasteland who WASN’T an asshole? Women may have been rare, but it seemed that the decent sort of folk were even rarer. And as a quiet, lanky, average sort of man- he didn’t stand a chance against the sick psychopaths that roamed the desert..

     He had been running with the utmost haste, sprinting away from the band of thugs who had taken a shine to the few items he had managed to salvage. And it seemed his luck was deteriorating from bad to worse, as he dashed straight into a DEAD END. Mountains starting at 90 degree angles blocking any exit he had.

Damn it all..

     Feeling a fist latch onto his shoulder, Stanley was whipped around and then SHOVED into the rocky wall behind him. The ridges digging into his back as the strong grip moved up to his neck. Choking the life out of him as he struggled, wishing he could just suck it up and call for help. The tattooed smirk of the sadistic freak in-front of him would be the last thing he saw before his own face got pummeled in. The thug sneered, speaking with a demeaning tone that Stanley couldn’t counter.

❝ Get ready for a beating bitch, we coulda’ been reasonable. But you just had to run.. ❞

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          ‘ oh, that sounds like such an  A W F U L  world. ‘  his eminence says, a slight hint of lie on his breath. truth be told, he could care less about anyone who wasn’t him or his cardinal friends.

          he was walking around in the midst of popetown in search for father nicholas. he and his friends were ready to start lounging for the day, but the pope’s been getting wild. they couldn’t sit and do nothing if it meant they had to watch him. so naturally, the man needed to find the father they ordered to come here in the first place. where could he be? his eminence has searched everywhere -- nicholas’ office, the chapal, even the courtyard. now he was surveying the outskirts of popetown.

          ‘ tell you what, sir. just outside popetown is a subburb. ‘  he began, his hand lifting and flopping to the side. he figured this would get rid of the alien for now; he was distracting him from his day of lounging.  ‘ in there, you’ll find plenty of women you can spend time with! where i come from, i can’t even touch a woman without getting my morale checked! why don’t you go investigate and tell me what it’s like? i’ll even pay you $50 for a first go! ‘

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     The forest could be dangerous at night. Nana didn’t mean to stay for long but now the dark was coming and she had lost her way home, have the woods always been so big? The girl had been walking aimlessly for what felt like hours (actually, no more than 20 minutes) when she spotted a strange human figure ahead. She couldn’t recognize it, but any living thing that wasn’t a bird, a snake or a scientific experiment mix of the two would be good enough! Luckly, she hasn’t see one yet.

     She rushed towards them, about to call for whoever that was when the weak moonlight illuminated their face and she flinched. It was a man she’s never seen before, his hands and face didn’t make him look very friendly and odds were that he was just as lost as her. Well... Not that she had a choice now.

                     ❝ Excuse me, sir? Are you lost as well? I didn’t expect to find anyone here at this time of the night... It’s not safe, you know. Animals have been really stressed lately. Umm... Do you happen to know the wat back to the village? Don’t want to bother you if you came for bussiness, just pointing a direction would be really helpful!! ❞

     The visible scar on his face made her wonder if he had already been attacked by one of the animals in the forest, but Nana thought it’d be better not to comment on that.

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@toughshcll

            " oh? is it this you want? ” spoken with his heel buried into brad’s             stomach, a single joy pill held between his fingers.

                                                   “ I’ll give it to you... if you ask nicely. ”