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Dumb Luck (RP Chapter One)
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Dumb Luck (RP Chapter One)
Randomness On 2 Legs replied 9 years, 8 months ago 6 Members · 198 Replies
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She rose her brows, tsking. “I’m not being convinced. You left your gang to die, and are easily per swayable to betray us.” She stood, walking across the room before turning to pace back to the couch. “I’m sorry, I do not believe you are suitable.”
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*Standing* I did not leave them to die *fists balled* we were betrayed by a man i called hermano and they were killed off by the police I barely escaped with my life *looking back at her* and if I am given a job I tell you now I never betray my employer
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She clapped her hands together. “What ambition! Very well. Go to Bonnie, she should be wandering around the house. Probably in the basement. Here, *I* will take you there.” She flounced over to the door waiting expectantly for him to do a gesture.
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*walking over to the door and looks at her slightly separating my arm and moving it towards her* then we shall go belleza?
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She giggled like a school girl before taking his arm. “We shall.” Though she had the image of a delicate creature she nearly dragged him to a door that led down into the darkness. “Please follow me.” She smiled, tugging him down the stairs into a chamber of many devices; stretchers and mace’s, a chair of spikes, and a man sat upside down strapped into a chair. And there was Bonnie, beside him, whirling a wheel that let slack go to a chain. The man screamed bloody murder as he went back under water. “Bonnie dear!” Her mother cooed, and Bonnie looked over her shoulder, turning to look at her mother. “Oh. I see Jack has passed.” She said, wiping her hands onto a towel, seemingly not caring or noticing the blood splashed across her button up shirt.
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*raising a brow and looking around* this brings back memories
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“Oh, hopefully they are good? Bonnie! Pay attention to what you’re doing.” Snapped Mary and Bonnie turned over to throw the wheel back, causing the man to come sputtering and blue in the face from the lack of oxygen. “Please! Please, I’ll tell you!” He said once he got a few breaths in, but she shook her head before dunking him once more. Crossing her arms she looked to her mother. “He’s almost broken.” She elbowed the tank where the man thrashed and screamed through mists of bubbles.
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kinda good some Spanish women are very kinky so why are we drowning a man?
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“He’s a…personal proeject.” She said finally, looking her mother in the eye. “Mother, if I could speak with Jack alone? I don’t think your lovely radiance is helping the man’s consciousness.” Her mother smirked at her before turning up the stairs, waving a hand. “Don’t play with too many of theses kinky toys, kids,” She smiled before banging the door shut. Bonnie looked at Jack before trotting over to the wheel and raising the man up. “I’ll tell you everything.” He gasped.
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“Who is it?” She asked quietly, and the man sputtered some words out desperately and faintly. A few moments later she seemed pleased of his answer and looked over to Jack. “Get him down from the chair and leave him for the guards outside.” The man looked up fearfully. “You said you would stop! You would make it stop!” He shouted like a maniac. “I did. No more pain will come to you from me.” She looked over to Jack again. “Come on now, this is not my job. Put him outside for the guards to deal with. Their choice to let him live or not.” She motioned him forward, and her sleeve fell back revealing a large white scar.
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fine *gets up* mind if I choose what happens to him?
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“Your wish.” She shrugged, a few strands of hair falling over her shoulder. “Once again, not my decision.” She walked over to the sink to clean up.
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*Jack smirking* ok then señor I will ask you a question if you get it right then you live get it wrong and well *Pulling out a 20mm desert eagle* you can guess what happens now guess what country did i come from?
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