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Damaged walks in the cell holding Lycan.

D: How did you end up here?

L: I was eating lunch when a hippo sat on me.  It made me pass out.

[Beryl walks in]

Damaged shoots Beryl a side eye.  "This bitch..." he sighs in dissapointment.

B: I'll murder all of you!  I made M.E. my bitch!  I'm so hardcore!

L: [looks at the ceiling]  What's that?

B:  What?  I don't see anything!  Tell me what to look for!

Lycan and Damaged roll their eyes.

D: Want to go get a pint?

L: Won't she come after us?

D: After she waddles 50 feet she'll be out of breath and will have to stop.

Beryl's daughter appears.

BD: Mom, go inside and take your pills!  Now Goddammit!

B: But, I'm looking at the ceiling!

BD: Get inside or I'll call Child Protective Services!

B: I'll be good.

BD: You're so embarrasing!  Fuck!

B: I love you.

BD: I want out!  I want out!  I want out!

Funny.

Too bad you got the story all wrong. I'll just have to correct it when I have more time. I'll be sure to add you to it as well, Damaged, since you want to be in it so much.

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Stop your fucking whining. You should know by now what these morons are like.

Other than me, nobody here is clearly capable of carrying on your story with any amount of creativity. I'm the only one who actually carried it on and made it interesting.

by wilful

I could care less about your mere fantasy to kill each other.  If you were really killers, I doubt your dumbasses would be sitting on a computer wasting your time looking for the next pop up.

 Because real killers don't know how to use the internet... ?

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No, I'm not angry over anything. I was enjoying sharing my story, then you come in here bitching about the content, as though you expect us to write what you want instead. I'm not going to stop adding torture and murder just because you don't like it.

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 Who the fuck cares that you want this to be a story. Who the fuck are you anyway, we do what we want around here.

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