This is me trying to write comedy (without any real jokes). If you notice some racism (There is in several languages), remember, its all for the lulz.
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The tower of steel
The year was 6666.A.D and the sky scrapers towered nearly two thousand stories high. Up there you could hardly breathe if you opened a window, but niether could you down below because of all the toxic gases filling the air. Earth was one big city and it wasn't pretty. Most rich people had left it for a better life on mars nearly 500 years ago. Now all that was left on this planet was poor workers being exploited by the corporation owning the city, aswell as the most rotten outlaws the world had ever seen, they would rape their mothers, sisters and daughters if it could earn them enough money to buy enough cocain for a week.
My name is Bemba Nero. I am neither of those things because I'm a buck. I work for the space-feds; earth division. I'm on a mission of hunting Down Ketsufuke Gaijin, the most dangerous Chink in the southern hemisphere. He's a member of the international Jew syndicate, their main source of income is stolen organs used as food for the rich on mars.
I've been on his trail for over a month but I just recently got a lead that I think might be what I have been looking for, praise Allah. Then again Cracka Honkie isn't the most reliable inside source. Sometimes he's lying through his dirty rotten teeth.
I had arrived at Gaijin's hideout. It was a small bar on the 36th floor of the Presidential scraper at Blatte plaza. I wanted to take them by surprise so I held my nuke-guns in my hands, kicked in the doors and shouted...
"Nobody fucking moves, I want Ketsufuke Gaijin's head on a silver plate and I want it now!" The people there just looked at me. I had forgotten to take off my gasmask so they hadn't heard a single word I was saying. I ripped it off again and shouted "Hand over Gaijin or I'll nuke every single prick in this joint!" A man stood up, he was huge, bulging with fat and his face looked like an ass with brown lips. He went up to me so I raised my guns and held em sideways to intimidate him. He stopped and said...
"Whats this all about Kaffir? Who are ye talking about?" I looked around us and it was just some skeezy bar, not unlike any other.
"FUCK!" I turned around and went outside again. It looked like Honkie had given me false information once again. Before I left I fired off a mini-nuke just to be safe. We would have to see if Gaijin turned up on the radar again after that.
Written by Bo
01-24-2010
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The tower of steel
The year was 6666.A.D and the sky scrapers towered nearly two thousand stories high. Up there you could hardly breathe if you opened a window, but niether could you down below because of all the toxic gases filling the air. Earth was one big city and it wasn't pretty. Most rich people had left it for a better life on mars nearly 500 years ago. Now all that was left on this planet was poor workers being exploited by the corporation owning the city, aswell as the most rotten outlaws the world had ever seen, they would rape their mothers, sisters and daughters if it could earn them enough money to buy enough cocain for a week.
My name is Bemba Nero. I am neither of those things because I'm a buck. I work for the space-feds; earth division. I'm on a mission of hunting Down Ketsufuke Gaijin, the most dangerous Chink in the southern hemisphere. He's a member of the international Jew syndicate, their main source of income is stolen organs used as food for the rich on mars.
I've been on his trail for over a month but I just recently got a lead that I think might be what I have been looking for, praise Allah. Then again Cracka Honkie isn't the most reliable inside source. Sometimes he's lying through his dirty rotten teeth.
I had arrived at Gaijin's hideout. It was a small bar on the 36th floor of the Presidential scraper at Blatte plaza. I wanted to take them by surprise so I held my nuke-guns in my hands, kicked in the doors and shouted...
"Nobody fucking moves, I want Ketsufuke Gaijin's head on a silver plate and I want it now!" The people there just looked at me. I had forgotten to take off my gasmask so they hadn't heard a single word I was saying. I ripped it off again and shouted "Hand over Gaijin or I'll nuke every single prick in this joint!" A man stood up, he was huge, bulging with fat and his face looked like an ass with brown lips. He went up to me so I raised my guns and held em sideways to intimidate him. He stopped and said...
"Whats this all about Kaffir? Who are ye talking about?" I looked around us and it was just some skeezy bar, not unlike any other.
"FUCK!" I turned around and went outside again. It looked like Honkie had given me false information once again. Before I left I fired off a mini-nuke just to be safe. We would have to see if Gaijin turned up on the radar again after that.
Written by Bo
01-24-2010
Category Story / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 120 x 120px
File Size 2.9 kB
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