anyone up for a 1x1? Literacy required

[Kami.exe]

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Natasha was out raiding with her gang when she strapped her Russian assault rifle over her shoulder. She growled darkly as she came into an abandoned supermarket, taking as much as she (and her shirt) could hold. Foods, drinks, cups, plates...everything. She put it all in a shopping cart the group was using. This was life now. This was the way this broken world functioned after the nuclear war of 2321. People lost in the rubble, Children starving, parents just trying to feed them. It was very difficult to get buy. Of course, unless you were in one of the four gangs. Ruthless, and violent, the gangs existed to take care of their members, and provide for their needs, meaning food, water, beds, and a shelter. These four groups worked as families, protecting their own. Natasha, and the others were growing weak, and exhausted. There was very little sleep for the gangs, or at least the purple gang. The purple gang was down 20 members from the others, therefore, nightshifts were more brutal, and guard duty was more stressful. Fatigue would knock several of them off their feet at any given time, however, like the other gangs, they still had hope, and a loyalty to their group. Out of the four, the purple group was the kindest, giving to those in need, protecting members outside the group as well as inside, and set up in a democratic way. The worst group was the red gang. They were set up in a dictatorship, and the leader was cruel to the other members. "It's getting dark." Natasha whispered through her dry, cracked throat. "We need to head back. Bring what you can carry, and be on the lookout for any red you may see." She said. She pushed the hair out of her face, and stood in the back of the group. As The group got to the water's edge, nearly to their secret haven, Natasha heard someone in the distance. "Go." she ordered. "Secure the food, then come back. If i'm not here when you come back...forget about me." She said coldly. "Bu-" One of them tried to protest. "No butts. go!" She countered.

[Kami.exe]

John winced slightly as the rubble crackled and clicked as it rolled down over it self. Good job ******** wad, give yourself away too, are you trying to get yourself killed? He shouted at himself mentally. It was rare for s**t like that to happen to John in all actuality he was a professional. He slithered from the darkness raising his rifle he brought his cross hairs to the girls head, she only looked to be about twenty or so, but still dangerous toting around that AK. "Place your weapon on the deck, step back and get on your knees crossing your feet, if you do not, I will open fire, and kill you!" He barked his order as he appeared from behind a semi-collapsed wall. He was dressed in black tactical cargo pants, black button up blouse with his sleeves partially rolled to the elbow with black gloves, body armor, and gas mask. "I will repeat this one last time! Drop your ******** weapon!" He said to her as he approached her switching his weapon to kill. He slowly stepped up behind her.

[Crazy Sprinkles]

She felt her stomach sink. "Aw dammit." she thought. She'd survived this long. She wondered if she could get away with shooting him, after a moment of thinking, she doubted it. She put her weapon on the ground as he had instructed, and let out a soft sigh. "Who are you?" She asked. "Red blue or green?" She turned to face him, and then quickly found that wasnt a smart Idea, and returned to her position, her hands behind her back, and her weapon on the ground, slowly stepping back and sitting on her knees. It was a humiliating pose, to know she was screwed, but she didn't have much of a choice. "I don't have anything." She said. "I have no food, no ammunition...nothing you would want. She told him. She let out a deep growl that instilled fear into many of her enemies, however, she doubted it would work this time.

[Kami.exe]

John Isaac Mason

Jackal
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"Take this life I'm right here!"

"Stay a while and breath me in!"

"I'm black." He said quietly, as he walked up to her dropping his rifle and letting the sling catch it and fall to his side as he drew his 1911 .45 Side arm, reaching out he took her by both wrists in one hand and bound them together with a double density ziptie and pushed her on her face. He walked past her and collected up her soviet war relic. Thumbing the magazine release he removed the 30 round box and dropped it in to a dump pouch on his waist and racked back the slide ejecting the chambered round. As the round popped out he caught it in his free hand as he released the charging handle the weapon making it's signature cash register "pop." Slinging her now his weapon over his left shoulder nice and tight so that it wouldn't move he returned to the girl on her face. "It's rather humiliating I suppose to be caught with your pants down isn't it?" He asked as he knelt down beside her and checked her for other weapons. His gloved hand slithered over her body feeling any where there would logically be a weapon and anywhere there wouldn't be. He lifted her up slightly, his hand roving up her stomach and then her chest feeling her body. "Very well, I suppose you won't be doing any sort of stupid s**t." He said as he lift her up and shoved her forward. In the direction of a smashed in office building. "We'll wait around for the night, try something ******** stupid I won't even think twice about splattering your head against a wall." He said in a cold tone.

[Crazy Sprinkles]

She let out a dark growl as he took her weapon, and followed him. At first, she was reluctant, but after a few moments, she realized this was the end of being with her crew. She grimaced as he began to feel her body. "DO YOU MIND?" She growled at him. "I'm not an object." She said. She had never been felt up like that before, in fact, she had never been humiliated like this. She struggled to get free as he continued to feel her, eventually, giving up. She looked over the horizon, sunset. The end of the sunset for that matter. It was getting dark rather quickly. "What the hell is black? some tiny little gang?" She asked, intentionally trying to be offensive. She was pissed, as expected. She jerked at the zippy ties, only making it tighter and more painful. She stopped. She stumbled down the long path towards the office building, wondering what her gang would think when they got back.

[Kami.exe]

John Isaac Mason

Jackal
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"Take this life I'm right here!"

"Stay a while and breath me in!"

John looked at her with a raised brow. "Nope, don't mind at all..." He said with a concealed grin he groped her he brought her to the building and without warning he brought his rifle up and butt stroked her in the back of the head going right for her reset button. On her way down he caught her and lifted her up over his shoulder and carried her into the office, moving deep within the bowels of the place. He came to a confined room and dropped her on her a** and walked away gathering some food he took her weapon and sat down taking the magazine and popping out all the rounds, then her weapon he pushed the button in the back and removed the receiver cover and stripped her weapon leaving it lay in pieces in front of her. He came back with a can and threw it in front of her and merely waited for her to wake up.

[Crazy Sprinkles]

She watched as he continued to grope her and growled. "STOP!" She shouted. She sighed as he took her forward to the office building. She felt a throbbing pain in her head, then...nothing. She woke up a little bit later, and groaned, feeling her head. She looked at him, then her weapon. "What the hell?!" She asked. "Why did you destroy my gun?!" She asked. She looked at it to see if there were still rounds. She doubted it, but who knew? She let out a sigh when she realized there were not. She looked up at him. "you are so cruel!" She shouted, standing up and running towards him. She kicked him as hard as she possibly could in the nuts. "LET ME GO!" She screamed. She was furious. How long would she have to wait in this dark, secluded room before they moved?

[Kami.exe]

John Isaac Mason

Jackal
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"Take this life I'm right here!"

"Stay a while and breath me in!"

John took the shot to the nuts quite well but before he went down he gave her a majestic back hand, ya know one of those head spinner kinds. He got her hard, but the nuts was kinda a trump card and he went down. He growled laying in pain for a few moments, breathing hard to drive away the pain. It took him a little bit, but he finally came back and made his way to his feet. Drawing his KA-BAR he took her by the hair and jerked her to her knees as he knelt down he shoved her over his knee and took the knife and raked it up her back, shredding her shirt from the back to the collar so it was nothing more than a sleeved blanket now. He threw her back down on the ground and walked away opening a window to let the cold air seep in. "Cruelty is my specialty, cold, alone, violent, and vicious. It's my life..."

[Crazy Sprinkles]

she let out a loud cry as she felt blood trickle down her back. She trembled as she felt the cold air seep into the room. She curled up in the corner, shaking, and cold. She eyed the can of food, but could not pry it open, so it was pointless. She let out a loud moan in the middle of the night from the cold. She wanted out, and she wanted out NOW. She looked up at the door, hoping he'd come in soon, almost WANTING him to come in and help her get warm. But she knew this would probably include torture, and she did not want that.

[Kami.exe]

John Isaac Mason

Jackal
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"Take this life I'm right here!"

"Stay a while and breath me in!"

John came back into the room a little while later, knife still in hand, cut open the top of the can, then turning to her he cut her pants away, and then the rest of her shirt, leaving her lay in nothing but her bra and panties. It didn't make him feel big or strong at all, he wasn't doing it for the masochistic pleasure. He was going to break her mentally. He took her clothing away and threw it into a barrel with a small fire cooking inside. "So, it looks like tonight it's going to get pretty cold..." He said as he pulled his gloves a little tighter grabbing the can he held it to her mouth so she could drink the soup inside. "Hope you know how to stay warm without cloths." he said to her his face wore a grin.

[Crazy Sprinkles]

She let out a whimper as she was fully exposed. She shivered. She nodded, continually eating the soup. Once finished, she blinked. "Thank you for the soup." she told him. She had been close to broken. One night of freezing temperatures, and she'd be his.

[Kami.exe]

John Isaac Mason

Jackal
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"Take this life I'm right here!"

"Stay a while and breath me in!"

He left her with nothing but the can, bra, panties and the zip tie holding her hands behind her back. "Wow... It got cold quick." He said noticing his breath vaporize has it exited his mouth. Perhaps he would leave her like this for a while. He double thought and then brought his thumb to her shoulders toying with the straps before he knocked them over and left. He truly was a vicious b*****d, he thought to himself as he pulled her bra from her chest and let it lies just on her stomach. She had a nice chest but now was not the time for his perversions, nor his romance. Now was a time for suffering, when people suffered they broke, when they were broken they could be controlled.