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Torn for the Underground - 2Chapter TwoTorn for the Underground - 2 by amerime
The Hip Hog Heaven was dead quiet. At the bar a lone, red-haired, skinny man was seated.
Torn was guzzling his seventh drink, not yet drunk but not quite sober. It was his grand plan to drown himself in liquor and wash away all the guilt and sanity he had.
Jinx was asleep in one of the booths, dozing softly. Hed decided he would rather follow Torn than Ashelin; if hed chosen different, the yelling would have driven him insane. Even Torn had to agree with that because he knew Ashelins temperBaron Praxis would hear it from her.
Torn, however didnt want to scream or talk, or sort things out. He wanted to fight; and not just a punch here, a kick there. His fingers itched to pull the trigger of his rifle, to blow a hole though the Barons thick skull. He wanted, more than anything, to kill Praxisnice and slowas payment for the lives hed wasted. For the blood he had shed.
Torn wanted to stab him in the heart and twist the blade
Torn for the Underground - 1Chapter OneTorn for the Underground - 1 by amerime
Torn strode into the ridiculously huge palace as if he owned the place, and the city around it. However, he didnt own itin fact, Haven City was ruled by the most iron-fisted (some said it was just ambition) sovereign the metropolis had ever known: Baron Praxis.
The palace was decorated in hanging tapestries of bright reds and blues, festooned by exquisite silver and gold, hand-stitched crests. The crests, as it happened, also belonged to Praxis; and despite the words of the honest, hard-working, citizens who followed the Barons orders without questionthey belonged to him too.
Torn waved at a group of guards as he stepped off the elevator. When he arrived, a petite, large-breasted, red-haired woman signaled back to him and approached him from within the group. The other guards went back to chatting amongst themselves.
Sir, she said firmly.
Ashelin, he replied with a gesture to the throne room. Is the Baron alone?
Jak and Daxter Christmas SongsA LITTLE BIT OF EVERYBODY AND EVERYTHING number 1!Jak and Daxter Christmas Songs by Grizzled-Dog
(Jingle bells tune)
Zooming through the eco, on a one way hover board,
(OR) destroying half the city and coming back for more, Muah-ha-ha!
Kicking royal A, while
Laughing all the way!
Getting gun upgrades, and then some dark eco, transforming into Dark Jak, no mercy he will show!
Hey, Power cells, Onin smells, pecker laid an egg, Daxter fled, Jak hit his head
and Praxis got away
Power cells, Onin mells, pecker laid and egg, Daxter fled, Jak hit his
head, and Praxis got away!
A LITTLE BIT OF EVERYBODY AND EVERYTHING number 2
(Jingle Bells tune)
Jet boarding, through the nest, whip lashing metal heads, trying to go
faster, while ripping them to shreds, 2 years worth eco treatments, while on a torture bed, forever getting weaker sometimes wishing I were dead
Power cells, Krews breath smells, Pecker laid and egg, Daxter sheds, I wanna crunch heads, and Krews in the lurker slave trade
Power cells, Armor smel
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