chapta fife - da deth of meagly
Elboze tore the rock right out the ground , exposing packrat and meagly . Meagly was still wounded , put refusesed to give in , and his wound was openining up and turning black. Packrat pulled the paramite pie out of his backpack , and placed it on meaglys wound to cover it.
The odds now were about 180 rebels to 90 normal outlaws . Elboze was really making things hard . Soon the normal outlaws were decimated , and Elboze stared long and hard at meagly and palooka . " Yer pissed off thur rebelz , now yu will die! " He bellowed in a rusty metallical voice.
This enraged meagly beyond the point of his restraint , he pulled out his rifle and blew 7 soldiers away , he then ran out of ammo and pulled out a weak looking pistol . " Yer want sum of meagly mcgraw , com fecking take it! COME AND FECKING TAKE ME!! " he yelled firing shots everywhere.
Elboze picked up meagly and squeezed , hard . "Alright stoppit! " meagly pleaded as every bone in his body was crushed and blood came out his nose . " AAAAAAAGGGHHH "! elboze tossed the bloodied , broken , squeezed dry meagly over his shoulder . " He he , methinks it makes a good cloak! " he tried joking . " Take that palooka feller hostedge ! "
And so packrat was taken to an old looking place , it had been deserted for years , and it had taken ages to get there. " Welome tur rupture farms = the western division ! " elboze said as the entered the deserted factory. Palooka knew of this place , it had been eveacuated when abe shut down the northen division . People were too scared to go in , as the place was infested with wildlife escaping the hot desert sun .
Paloka was tied to a old rusty meat grinder right next to the skeleton of what looked like a slig . " Enjoy your stay! It wont last long! " Elboze chuckled.
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