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Mafioso clasped his hands together, almost like he finally came to a belated conclusion.
"I see now," he hummed to himself. "You need instructions. You just follow 'em like a good little mutt. You like throwing yourself at people and begging for their attention— is that it?"
Chance's stomach lurched, feeling weirdly aroused at the degradation. He wanted to retort and throw back any insult, but the words were lodged into his throat— unable to escape from his mouth.
"That's alright. I'll teach you how to be a loyal one, mmn?" Mafioso whispered, his eyes trailing Chance's slim suit. "When I'm done with you, my name will be the only one you'll remember."
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It was Chance’s casino’s first year anniversary, and he wanted that night to be memorable— one where he would be able to financially earn a lot from. Pole dancing shouldn’t have been the event he chose, but he convinced himself that it was a strategic opportunity.
Too bad Mafioso had chosen that specific day to come collect his debts.
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04 Oct 2026
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Builderman was about to text him to forget it and leave him alone when another message popped up.
Telamon: im on my way to your office now
Followed immediately by another.
Telamon: dont regret it
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01 Oct 2026
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Two Time and Chance get stuck behind John Doe's spikes under a staircase!! oh no!!! Coincidentally, the spikes are taking forever to go away.. Chance gets bored real quick, so what better idea than to .. uh . be a freak!
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27 Sep 2026
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The C00lgui was not prone to crashing.
There was one thing that made it so, however.
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A father would never hurt his child, no matter what.
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- Part 2 of Forsaken
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25 Sep 2026
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“Name?”
The man looked up at him in confusion, and Jason couldn’t help but feel a flash of annoyance run through him, even if the reaction was understandable. It was annoying how nobody knew sign language-
“My name is 007n7…” The man said, pressing his child closer to his chest, even as a small amount of blood ran down his cheek. A further look, and the child seemed to be asleep, so the crying from earlier was most likely from an interrupted nap.
-And then Jason paused.
Oh.
That made things easier.
“Not yours.” He clarified, pointing towards the child in 007n7’s arms (now that he thought of it, he didn’t know all but besides one of his other targets’ names. Not that it mattered.) before signing. “The child’s.”
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- Part 3 of Forsaken
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25 Sep 2026