Fallen getting no love.... If you think the fallen aren't spooky, just imagine this: you are laying in your bed, sound asleep. Fallen chatter, at a near whisper, begins to wake you up. Your door creaks open. Now you are wide awake, heart pounding and adrenaline rushing, as you look to see who- or what, rather, opened your door. You see a figure, tall, muscular, and with four arms. The glow of his wire rifle allows you to see the atrocity that is the unmasked face of a fallen vandal. The vandal walks towards you, grabs you by the throat, and throws you to the ground. He could make your death quick and painless, but decides to go for something slower... He pulls out a short and serrated knife, that would normally be used by a Dreg. He then savagely hacks off your limbs, ignoring your blood curdling screams as he proceeds to disembowel you with countless slashes and strikes. You are left on the ground to bleed out, and the last things you'll ever see are your own organs and limbs strewn on the floor in front of you. The vandal takes everything of value from your house and departs, eager to please his Kell. You are nothing more to them than another victim, with more loot to plunder.
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wtfff lmaoooo
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