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12/01/11(Thu)10:59 No.31903341I'm in the most disgusting, putrid, piece of shit part of town. So many prostitutes here that I've lost count. As each day goes by, I miss the soft touch of my sweet Penny more and more. After those psychopaths took her away from me, it's been pure agony ever since. I had heard of them before on the news, but thought nothing of it other than sympathy for the victimized families who went through such a horrible experience. Those ponies just came in my house, busted down the fuckin' door and took my Penny away where they'd rip her to shreds. I tried to scream, but the gun the bastards were pushing in my mouth was telling me that I probably shouldn't. I don't remember much after Penny's throat was being bitten out except for a painful bang on the head. In the end, I woke up about 4 hours or so later in a small pool of my own sweat and blood. I look up to see the front door open, a maimed, naked corpse of my once beautiful wife lay out on the front lawn. I stagger over to her body, get down on my knees and weep in desperation. Conflicting emotions come rushing through my head. What do I do? Where do I go? Does this gang of maniacs know my family or are they just raiding homes? Something needs to be done, and fast.
I kiss her forehead as I depart for Old Town, where the girls of the street run things. Not even the military has the balls to fuck with the women of Old Town. What a perfect way to end the riots; with a bullet festival. After making a deal with the girls, we head up to Kadie's bar, where the ponies apparently do their dirt. |
