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Dog Days( Jorics Journal) Entry 17 : Find Honorman

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I lost the man on the horse he was too fast for me to catch.  Going to talk again to Honor Man.  

Did not find Honor Man. Found gold star like Badgers. But Honor Man say its not Badger but not enemy of Badger; not  liking Sassa Badger is what meaning.

I will return and get reward. Then go to new garage home to make fire bigger. Hope no rain put out flames while gone.

 

Hope he not mad I shot Marcus.  No one cleaned up place so take body and is have food for two days then go to Terance where ever it may be.

 

 

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Another day off

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Jared woke up inside his nest, his head still spinning from the night before.  He rolls over as familiar warm body stand calls his name in the other room.
He opened his eyes to look at her and blinks. 

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Jared rubs his face with a meatly flipper, "Bitch whers's my damn coke.  I'm tired from work!"

"Hey I work too you know." He hears coming from the other room as his bitch runs a line of coke.  "I work with yo-"

"Bitch you shut the hell up! Dont ever say you work with me!"

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A day off

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Nylan groans awake as a familiar warm body rolls onto him rubbing her nose with his.
Opening his eyes looking at her he blinks.

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Pain & Punishment

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Volume Two
Marshals Log
Entry Five

I had a strange dream recently, in which I woke up black and blue all over with bruises and suffering several cracked ribs and a twisted ankle. I either threw myself off a cliff or ran through a Judge camp without my guns from the shape and width of the bruises. This concerns me, as Pain is usually the trigger I need to wake up from these nightmares and back to this slightly less hellish reality.

Ch 51 - Homerun - A Poorly Manufactured Heart

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     Steve's fist came down and contacted with Quinn's face hard. A wet smack was heard as his bloodied and swollen cheek jostled with the blow. Quinn's head turned with the force of the blow hard enough to make his neck pop. He rested his chin upon his shoulder for a moment and spat out some blood onto the ground. "I don't know anything!" He shouted. The ropes used to bind him to the chair were beginning to cut into the flesh of his wrists.

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Stumbling forward

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A Drop of Blood in Ink

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I've returned from Alpha, returned to a different wastes. There is nothing of the land I knew like my own twisted breath. It tormented my black heart for many a night...until I heard of them, a band of cut throats and savage slavers....feared as if they were Reavers....It sparked something in me, something I had not felt in a long time....the need to feed on the bloody screams of the unworthy, to taste pain like a fine brandy.

 

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A Drop of Blood in Ink

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I've returned from Alpha, returned to a different wastes. There is nothing of the land I knew like my own twisted breath. It tormented my black heart for many a night...until I heard of them, a band of cut throats and savage slavers....feared as if they were Reavers....It sparked something in me, something I had not felt in a long time....the need to feed on the bloody screams of the unworthy, to taste pain like a fine brandy.

 

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Debt Collection Part 2 / Random Broadcast 8#

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(Brikshire wafflehouse)

*eyes the woman who dared try skip payment from him*
" do you know why your here? "
*she spits at me*
*whips it from his face*
Damned whore, truely i asked so little from her..ah very well

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Battlefield - Part 2

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((I sincerely apologize for the long pause between the posts of this story about him joining the Travelers. For those still interested, I will attempt to write it up within a day or two.))

 

Charlotte's picture

Deciding your own fate

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Charlotte felt sick to her stomach. Her heart was hammering in her chest and she fought the urge to scream, cry, throw up or run away.

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Lighting Never Strikes Twice... Does it?

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((a small conclusion from my part in yesterday's RP. If you read carefully, you'll know where's the place. Or will you? :D))

   

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Epilogue: The Nightingale

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((Editors Note: Thanks for the typo check :) - Dear ferp.

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Day and Night

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Ashley see's a raider camp up ahead and sneaks up to it. She takes out 2 of the raiders patroling with her blade and hides the bodies behind a shed.

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Talking with a dead man

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As I dragged what was left of his body wrapped in a cheap plastic sheet, fighting the flies, rotting stench and muddy ground, I thought to myself: "We both knew there were exactly two possibilities how this would end, and I was a fool to look for a way out."

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Image test

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Blood Soaked Cigarettes

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((A fairly descriptive post full of violence and profanity, hope you'll enjoy it! Critique welcomed and encouraged.))




 The Devil's Throne

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Grace or curse?

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A month had passed.
A month of living in almost total darkness. Little or no human contact at all.
A month of living with ghosts and bad dreams.
A month of living in his own filth. No access to water, food or a way to dispose of the body’s waste.

 

It didn’t take long for sickness to take hold. And after that the outcome was inevitably if things stayed that way.

 

 

Hope Springs

Ch 42 - A Reason to Hate - A Poorly Manufactured Heart

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     Revenge is a hallmark of humanity. It's one of those things that drive people to lengths that others would deem to be insane. Some waste their lives on this pursuit. Others expend everything to achieve that goal with a rage filled desire. Few become exactly what they hate in order to destroy it. However there is a type of revenge that some could say is better than all types.

Javik's Life as an Enforcer...so far

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LIFE AFTER DEATH

Ch 34 - Stat! - A Poorly Manufactured Heart

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     To an outsider watching the town of Kingman, and the prison upon the hill, they would see the ruins of a typical American suburb. Homes, stores, roads, even an impound lot. The homes were built to house the Prison staff before the fall and now it served as a battleground. This fact was expressed by Dorado's daily wake up call. Only today it had a better delivery system.

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Seize the Night

Javik's New Take on Life

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LIFE AFTER DEATH

Insanity

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The tiny room showed signs of having an occupant for a week, an occupant leaving waste behind. The room reeked of feces, urine, sweat, disease and fear.

Ch 32 - Prison Life - A Poorly Manufactured Heart

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     For a prison, it was rather nice. For being in the middle of a battlefield, it was rather secure. For being in a wasteland, it was pretty well off. The facility stood as a Citadel towards many things. Irony held a firm grip on this moment as a building constructed to keep in the worst was now doing the same only in the opposite direction. It wasn't like Dorado to just mutely accompany someone to a place he had never been to before. At gunpoint though, it was a moot point.

Ch 31 - La Reina de los Salvajes - A Poorly Manufactured Heart

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     Dorado ran in leaps and bounds over the barely moonlit sands of the canyon. His body burned the calories he had consumed and was thankful for it. He was able to easily outrun the Rotters and had purchased a wide gap between him and his pursuers. While having been a smoker since his time in the Depot, his lungs were largely unaccustomed to the invading clouds the fire had choked him with. His chest hurt but that would heal in time.

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Seeking information

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Jake was tired, his pants were loose on his hips from not eating. He knew he needed to eat, needed to get back to living his life instead of just dragging along through every day like he was living on borrowed time. For now he could not imagine doing that. He did not want to get up in the morning, every time he looked at food, he felt sick. All he could think was that Subdane would never eat again. Jake was walking around while Subdane was dead. Jake was breathing while Subdane was not. Nothing made sense. Nothing would ever be the same again.

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Zero One: Trauma (1a)

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All in a Day’s Work - Part 2b: Descent

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(( The second half of Part 2. Rated explicit, not because it contains violence, but because of the violence that is implied having taken place. Hope you enjoy, all comments - always - welcome ))

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Burns to Bandages

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David wakes up in the desert with a large headache of what happened

"W..Where am I?" footsteps come from behind him and he turns around only to see three CHOTA's right infront of him. One gasoline and a lighter and the other two with nothing but their fists and the blades on their backs.

The two CHOTA warriors grab him from each arm holding him up as the other CHOTA poors the gasoline on his head. The CHOTA kicks David in the stomach as he falls and almost feels like throwing up, He lights the lighter and tosses it on David's face as large flames arise to from his face.

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