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What a.. A HOT DAY, the sun is brighter than the deepest part of hell in humanity possible. Not even bodies of water could help this warmth unless cold enough...
...
OTHER THAN THAT... to put it in short terms, from a while ago, who even knows when? : Griefer set a party and (might've) "taken" out some stuff out of his old mans fridge (I mean all of it.), resources ran out, and his crib somehow burnt down, now he has to resort at a house that smells like the average Goodwill's.
[TIMESKIP :TODAY, 3/24/26 (this was just today when I made this.]
Mayor Thaniyel walks up to Griefer. Speaks.
Mayor Thaniyel - "..Brad-"
Griefer - "D0N'T C411 M3 BR4D Y0U FUCKING G33Z3R."
Griefer replied with a look of "are you serious", Did someone shit in your Witch's Brew or something?
Mayor Thaniyel - ".. Well, the fridge is not in stock of food for dinner..."
Griefer - "S0?"
Mayor Thaniyel - "Since I have to do.. stuff. You need to go grocery shopping.."
Griefer - "WHY?"
Mayor Thaniyel - "... Because we're out of food.."
Mayor Thaniyel hands Griefer a shopping list, then leaves to his room.
Griefer - ".. WH473V3R."
[FLOORSTORE]
Floorstore was the POOR fucking useless version of Walmart just so they wont get sued, it reeked of literal piss, cigarettes and a hint of vomit and blood. Griefer scanned through the shopping list, before bumping into THE Cynthia Erivo.
Cynthia Erivo - "What was that for?"
Griefer - "W4!77.. 4R3N'7 Y0U TH4T G1R1 FR0M W!CK3D?"
Cynthia Erivo - "What about-"
Griefer - "Y0U'R3 R013 FUCK!NG SUCKS, Y0U M4D3 TH47 GR33N H4G 4CT 1IK3 SH3 W4S B0RN T0 B3 4 B1TCH."
He says, before kicking her kneecaps hard they break
Griefer - "S33 IF Y0U'R3 KN33C4P$ C4N D3FY TH!S. BY3."
He left, the first thing on the list is.. spinach, Griefer walks away from Cynthia to the produce section for spinach, only to find two very short looking cookies... kiss.
??? - "Mmm.. a-ah! oh god, Pure Vanilla. I always need you! kiss my lips more...
Pure Vanilla - "Shadow Milk.. anything for you... beg first."
Shadow Milk - "..Please.. please kiss me everywhere. Daddyyy... kiss my toes, my knees, my dick, my belly button AND my nipples.."
Griefer - "WH47. 7H3. FUCK."
The cookies turn to face him
Silence.. then this supposed Pure Vanilla speaks up.
Pure Vanilla - "What the fuck are you doing here.. interrupting me and my kitten.."
Griefer - "... Y0U TW0 4R3 L!T3R411Y M4K1NG 0U7. 4R3 Y0U B0TH L!K3 0N1INE D4T3RS?"
Pure Vanilla - ".. No, you smell like rotting fish that was expired, ingested and made in oil to a human and left to rot for 50 years."
Griefer - "4T L34ST I D0N'T D0.. WH4T3V3R TH3 FUCK Y0U'R3 D0ING"
He snaps their heads,and took a bite, immediately throws up on this guy by them, who is ASS naked from some bet, this guy turns around
??? - ".. What was that for?!"
Griefer - "WHY IS Y0U'R3 4SS 0UT?!"
Chance - ".. I, CHANCE. THE BEST, LOST A DAMN BET...?"
Griefer - ".. UM...?"
Griefer snatches Chances gun and shot him in the dick, and head. he then left. He got the spinach, he then got a notification from his father.
*CLICK.*
"Hey, Brad. Just decided to order most of the grocery's on the app so you would have enough time to get home safe. cooking Quesadillas, Love you!"
(By most, it's all of it except spinach.)
Zero to now go. Since he ordered it all.. oh well.
Time to go to the checkout then..
(IM PLANNING TO ADD PART TWO!)