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Dashtheanarchist and
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Story:
Mah story ain’t anything’ I care tag repeat. So ya’ll best listen’ up.
When Twi told meh all about Celly’s I ain’t hardly believe a word uv it. But afta I seen what she capable uv, I can’t deny that my hands are a quiverin’ to wrangle her skinny wettle neck….Sendin’ us to this moon-forsaken badlands. Pfft.
Ya know what happen’ to Dash? Well she gone and ah took ovah the gang that done did that to her. I broke the neck of the man runnin’ the gig mahself.
I offered mahself so that Dash wouldn’t be used aga’n. I was always a fightah, and anyone that got in mah way was more bruised than a fallen apple. So when I offered he jumped straight out uv his britches at the chance.
Then when he tried tag make a move on me, I wrestled ‘im down, hooked my legs behind ‘im, and snapped his neck like a twig. Managed tag cut mahself free with his knife and then took ovah his sorry bunch of ruffians. I beat ‘em into shape with mah own hands.
Now I run this here gig and use it to punish those that break may rules. Be carefully how ya treat meh partnah, I’m the leadah fer a reason.
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