>TOADY'S WILL TO LIFE BoALL>862, 851, 573, 890, 939>DEATH COMETH>84+200>TOADY SEMI CONSCIOUS -4/16>585+200>TOADY CONSCIOUS -4/16You start, eyes open, staring at a dirt ceiling.
Immediately you bite down hard and tilt your head back: you've always slept with the spout of the [Helff Swigga] in your meof like a baby wivva bottle since the last time, just in case.
You keep chugging until the red haze choking your vision goes away. The [Helff Swigga] toots empty. Then the hurting starts.
>ngaaAHH>dat BICHYou're gashed in the middle, a wide ragged scab. There's a closing hole under your plexus, and another where your jaw juts off your froat.
<span class="mu-r">she</span> got you good. But this time YOU got her <span class="mu-r">BACK</span>.
"<span class="mu-g"> How'd dat taste bich. Beat yez on yer own turfs. Fugg YOU. Eat. My. Shit.</span>"
You flip her altar a double bird. Huh. It's rekt. The walls got caved out, ceiling caved in.
Eh. You'll just make anuvva later.
Nope, you're not making a nicer one, and nope, you're not making her Oaf Dishes out of anyfin but Bugg gutts for the foreseeable future.
Because FUKK dat BICH, you're BOSS, n BOSS don't take no SHITT.
>>6123434not yet; Gui Li showed up juuuust before you completed the full trainan, second-last day. No HP-up until the Form is fully completed.
QM *DID* forget the usual Bo3 1D1000 vs DC 720 for Domestic Disputes.
So, to compromise, Toady will also be left alone for the next month or so by Gui Li.
