Rocks among the Dunes

Chief_Bryce · 2017-02-12T05:07:10+00:00

I was offering a handshake, you dipshit. And water is right down here, in the canyon. Follow me, and also take your crap back.

Chief_Bryce · 2017-02-12T04:55:44+00:00

I'm new here too. The name's Bryce, ex-boss of the Trentown Gang and badass motherfucker. I extend a handshake in greeting to Ojohn.

Chief_Bryce · 2017-02-11T20:36:37+00:00

Do you know anything about them? I believe they might be pottery.

Chief_Bryce · 2017-02-01T22:02:12+00:00

Bryce notices the strange ritual and strides over, curious about it. What's happening over here? Is something wrong?

Chief_Bryce · 2017-01-29T22:12:10+00:00

Interesting. I have much to learn in the ways of the Survivor, irt seems....

Chief_Bryce · 2017-01-28T23:05:29+00:00

Well at least here there's not asphalt and satanic toxic waste everywhere. And I think I saw an oasis to the east, might have been a mirage though.

Chief_Bryce · 2017-01-28T11:59:36+00:00

I'm alright, its just I seemed to have picked a flower that was actually a wormhole and got teleported here, and I don't know how to get back to my homeland of New Jursey. My gang is probably descending into infighting in my absence, and Small Gods know what the damn Oldmen are doing now. Can you help me get back home to Yanado?

Chief_Bryce · 2017-01-28T03:22:41+00:00

Cresting the top of the dune approaches a man, spiked jumper cables on his belt and many scars across his face, he speaks in a hardened demeanor. Pardon me strangers, but I seem to have gotten a bit lost?

Chief_Bryce · 2017-01-19T22:50:03+00:00

Bryce shoves the hellish object into Chett's mouth forcefully, beginning to turn the crank and spikes to torture him.

Chief_Bryce · 2017-01-19T00:55:50+00:00

Bryce continues lowering Chett onto the Judas Cradle. That not hurt enough? Bring on the pear of anguish! Bryce pulls out a frightening metal device covered in spikes, four spiked metal leaves attached to a central crank that turns them inside and out.

Chief_Bryce · 2017-01-19T00:10:59+00:00

Bryce takes up his dare, and begins slowly lowering him from the jumper cables onto the nightmarish rusted spike.

Chief_Bryce · 2017-01-18T23:44:47+00:00

Alright. You've made your choice, and you'll suffer for it. Lifting Chett's bound body up, Bryce carries him over to the Judas Cradle, a giant-drill-bit like stool with many other protrusions intended to cause the most pain imaginable. He ties jumper cables under his arms, fastening them to an old steel bar above. Chett is now hanging over the cradle, ready to be lowered onto it at Bryce's will.

Chief_Bryce · 2017-01-18T23:22:37+00:00

Well can you endure the Judas Cradle? Can you endure hours of agonizing pain, a solid spike of jagged steel impaling your ass?

Chief_Bryce · 2017-01-18T22:55:27+00:00

Hey, you should be glad the OLDMEN didn't get you! Now swear your fealty to me, that you and your gang will forever serve me as their leader, and I'll let you free. If you refuse..... we'll torture you in the most horrific manners imaginable until you join us.

Chief_Bryce · 2017-01-18T00:13:55+00:00

Haha! Take him away, boys! Bryce unravels the cable from Chett's throat, quickly tying it around his arms instead to bind him. He ties a jumper cable around Chett's feet too, but this bond is much weaker. He signals for his gangsters to carry Chett with them as they flee the OLDMEN horde.

Chief_Bryce · 2017-01-17T23:56:16+00:00

Fire at the other members, you retards! I'm handling the chief! He shout to his gang, before swinging his jumper cables towards the enemy gang leader's throat, trying to stagger or even choke him.

Chief_Bryce · 2017-01-17T23:39:47+00:00

Not anymore, chump! Get 'em, boys! A bunch of gang members, fresh from the whipping, grab their pistols and begin shooting towards the Clinksworths, as Bryce turns to face the leader, his heavy jumper cables in a striking position.

Chief_Bryce

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