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I look at two shady men. they pass each other a glance before they look at me. "want something punk?" the person I'm going to call Fuck Head, said to me. "careful, you might run into this if you run, dude". This man I'll call Shit Smear, said while pulling out a switch blade. Fucking aborted mistakes, I thought. "Would you kindly move out of the way" I said with a snarky smile. "Fucking bitch" he said with a face I wished I could have saw, before I smashed it. All the while, Shit Smear with the switch blade swung down on my back, cutting into something important. I fall and writhe in pain. Shit Smear and Fuck Face realized what they've done, fled. I'm fading in consciousness, blood is gushing out, a crimson red river flows. I died
NOOOO! Stop iiiiTTT! She is trying to mess with my fucking MINNNDDD!!!!
Potato-sack's jelly suit began to move on its own. It even began to pry itself off of her, rendering her armour-less, leaving her with only her potato-sack for clothes once more. It snickered as it sprung off her of.
Somehow in between all these going on, The Rebels decided to crash in and I'd wonder what they wanted to do with me. They have never looked me into the eye before or give any sort of attention to me which they gave today. It made me have desires to turn invisible because the kind of look I received from them was not positive at all.
''Count me in too!'' Fatty shouted and scrambled on his feet, then bumped his plump fist against the two.
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
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Only shooting stars break the mold
"Withdraw immediately! Form a shield wall around the Gate, and no matter what, don't break it!" Their officer shouted, his voice seemlingly sounded like he was in a panic.
Rex - I'm here to collect some bounty's