Pen Pal Gil Provost was by any source an extraordinary individual. Tall and imposing like a blackened pine in the long shadows of evening and endowed with powerful fists and a guarded mood, Provost was naturally suited for intimidation and conflict. In the underworlds and political circles of the world, he was a legend. Many called him a vigilante and many more considered him a vicious thug. He had a long list of nemeses and foes, all of which had failed in besting or outwitting him.Pen Pal by ~OutOfCity17
Inside his small, dusty apartment and with his computer laid across his legs, he planned to talk with one of these foes.&
Two Deluded Fools Two men sat together with their backs against the wall. They had been there for several hours, fuming and gossiping about the activities of the other patrons. A single light bulb crudely illuminated the room’s interior, dribbling light as if it was a cheap flashlight covered in waxed baking paper. The two figures scowled and talked quietly together under this dim lighting, sharing their failings and frustrations.Two Deluded Fools by ~OutOfCity17
“Look at all those crap-heads,” said the first, a man by the name of Jack Benson.
“Arrogant bunch ‘a peacocks,” answered the second, who was named Ted.
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Feed the Homeless to the Hungry.
The fastest way to a man's heart is NOT through his stomach, but through his chest with an axe.
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"It's safer here"
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My portfolio: [link]
Depthcore: [link]
SlashTHREE: [link]