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* a long way gone starters
a long way gone is a novel by ishmael beah.
‘ none of what happened was your fault. ’
‘ i don’t have much, but i will give you a place to sleep, food, and my love. ’
‘ come with me to the kitchen for some food. ’
‘ do you want to lie down? ’
‘ this is going to hurt. ’
‘ you are my son. ’
‘ how did you get these scars? ’
‘ you can go if you want to, but i suggest that you stay in bed tonight. ’
‘ come back tomorrow so that i can change the bandage. ’
‘ thank you for coming to see me. ’
‘ would you like to tell me about it? ’
‘ you look hungry. ’
‘ i’ll bring you some food, and please, take your time. ’
‘ how do you like being here? ’
‘ i was never disappointed, since i always expected the worst to happen. ’
‘ you were just a little boy, and anytime you want to tell me anything, i am here to listen. ’
‘ like i said, we cannot go back. but we can start from here. ’
‘ i’d wake up sweating and throwing punches in the air. ’
‘ so i couldn’t bring myself to be completely happy. ’
‘ you’ll get through this. ’
‘ you are lucky. ’
‘ how long have i been here? ’
‘ you have a great smile, you should smile more. ’
‘ i had this dream last night. ’
‘ in the sky there are always answers and explanations for everything: every pain, every suffering, joy, and confusion. ’
‘ i was worried about living with a family. ’
‘ are you sure you want to be friends with me? ’
‘ i had learned to survive and take care of myself. ’
‘ if you are alive, there is hope for a better day and something good to happen. ’
‘ people don’t trust each other anymore. ’
‘ they have lost everything that makes them human. ’
‘ i know, i know. ’
❝ I’m not supposed to be here – this kind of stuff only happens in the books, not real life … ❞
“You know what, Frank? I’ve come to the conclusion that you are a shit magnet of the highest order.” “Yeah, well you might be right, Curt.”
Marvel’s The Punisher (2017)
👀👌 👍😍
grzmotmine:
Eyes wandered where he had pointed, a smirk on her lips. Turning to look back at him. “Well I guess it is good I can speak English as well.”
Don’t take others food. What were they five? “I am going to take a wild hunch here that you have taken Montagne’s food before & the aftermath was horrible. Also what I asked was basically where the shooting range was located here.”
“ I ate the fatty’s sandwich, and he didn’t shit the fuck up about it for over a week. “ Jordan again allowed a small chuckle to escape from his lungs, and his finger raised to a hallway towards on their left. “ Down that way, just talk to Glaz and he can easily show you the best lanes. “
I return to publish a Starter call.
They say it takes a wicked heart to kill the world – I’ve never met a truly wicked person. That’s only because I can’t shake hands with myself.
Written by Kuma
When you get bandit tricked twice in a row
grzmotmine:
Ela looked at him, she hadn’t made her presence heavily known at the building, though she was sure Meghan had said something. She was wandering, investigating where she would be training each day. The area was vast & she wasn’t sure how things would be going down here. Lost in thought when he walked over to introduce himself. Ela felt it her duty to – mess with him. A confused look as she took his hand in her own giving it a firm shake. “Przepraszam, że nie mówię po angielsku bardzo dobrze. Czy mógłbyś mi pokazać, gdzie będzie strzelnica?”
Silence. Jordan’s answer was silence for a few lingering moments, but in a flash the silence was interupted by his loud voice cutting it like a dagger to flesh. “ I’m gonna be real here. I didn’t understand a single fucking word that you just said. I’m gonna guess them though. Cafeteria is that way!” His index finger pointed toward a side door. “Make whatever you want, just don’t take anything labeled, “Montagne” because that fat fuck will freak out.”
THROW SOME C4 INTO THE MIX, AND YOU’VE GOT ONE HELL OF A COMBINATION. INDEPENDENT AND SELECTIVE THERMITE FROM R6 SIEGE PENNED BY HYDE
fbi-castle:
“Nah man. I’m good. Last time we went out you almost got us kicked from the bar.”
“ Yeah cause that fuckin’ German cheated. Little fuckin’ drug addict stepped over the bull. Don’t play darts with Bandit, that’s what I learned. “
@fbi-castle
“ Quit your grinnin’ and put on your linens fucker. We’re heading out for drinks, and I’m buyin’! ”
032. Because you know, training purposes.
032. — Force my muse’s arm behind their back.
Fists had collided with blocking arms, the smell of salt and iron filled the air, the sounds of the two sparring had filled the quiet room for nearly an hour now. Jordan knew that he held the power when it came to the battle in blow for blow, but she outmatched him in the field of speed, this fight was hers, all she had to do was take the final chance, the thought that this little girl spun a burning rage through his mind, his teeth ground together and quickly he charged for her, a deafening yell escaping from the man as he ran with his shoulders down in a tackle - unfortunately the damned girl had expected that and in two seconds flat he felt his chest being slammed into the floor, and his right arm being pinned behind his back. “ YIELD! YIELD! “ Trace nearly begged the moment her knee met with the back of his head.
* VIOLENT ACTION STARTERS Send me a NUMBER for your muse to :
001. — Backhand my muse. 002. — Stab my muse. 003. — Put out a cigarette on my muse’s skin. 004. — Hit my muse with a blunt object. 005. — Throw something large at my muse. 006. — Kick my muse. 007. — Punch my muse. 008. — Break one of my muse’s bones. 009. — Scratch my muse. 010. — Headbutt my muse. 011. — Shoot my muse. 012. — Knock my muse out. 013. — Strangle my muse. 014. — Push my muse roughly. 015. — Grab my muse by the hair. 016. — Bruise my muse. 017. — Threathen my muse with an object of harm. 018. — Go to harm my muse’s eyes. 019. — Bite my muse. 020. — Tear away parts of my muse’s skin. 021. — Force my muse’s head under water. 022. — Throw something scalding at my muse. 023. — Burn my muse. 024. — Step on my muse’s fingers. 025. — Rip one of my muse’s teeth out. 026. — Slash my muse’s achilles tendon ( s ). 027. — Clothesline my muse. 028. — Harm my muse enough for them to cough up blood. 029. — Drive into my muse with a vehicle. 030. — Electrocute my muse. 031. — Slam my muse against a wall. 032. — Force my muse’s arm behind their back. 033. — Kick my muse’s crotch. 034. — Trip my muse. 035. — Put my muse in a headlock. 036. — Break my muse’s nose. 037. — Force their fingers down my muse’s throat. 038. — Crack my muse’s head against a wall. 039. — Attempt to kill my muse. 040. — Attempt to kill my muse creatively.