During your life you went through stressful day after stressful day with your job and your bastard of a boss. during one night a meteor crashed near Y/N's House and when he checked the crashsite a being from another world paired with the boy and af...
Blitzo: Well its long and complicated but the short story is yes. But he's not like......you know. We're not like....we're doing it w-we........its a transactional fucking you see.
Blitzo then makes a sexual motion with his hands.
Joe: Ya know.....you boys should enter the pain game!
Y/N: The pain game?
Carnage: I like the sound of that!
Blitzo: I heard games what games?! I'm in!
Lin: evrey harvest festival there's a competition to be the roughest toughest Bastard in wrath.
Millie: Yeah (pouts) wish I could play.
Lin: Millie you know you get too carried away. The last competition ended in fifteen separate funerals.
Millie: I'm aware but I only caused nine of them! How come sallie may still gets to compete?
Lin: Your sister doesn't have a neighbourhood head count.
Millie: She so does!
Sallie may could be seen in the background carrying a sack while a small imp carries an imps body.
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Sallie may: It doesn't count if they don't find the bodyyyyyyy!
Millie starts to seeth with rage.
Lin: Still you get to root for her and your brothers and now you can cheer on your boss and maybe your coworker.
Y/N: Yeah I think I'll take part in this little game I'll show ya just how tough me and carnage can be.
Carnage: We're built ford tough baby!
Striker: Ain't that grand? Now I get to see how tough you are pretty boy.
Moxxie: You know she could also cheer for me.
Joe: (Wheeze) Hahahahahah........wait you?
Moxxie: Yeah I can compete can't I?
Lin elbows moxxie who tears up from the pain.
Lin: Sorry boy but I don't think sensitive thespian types would last long in this game. Your freind Y/N is more suited for this kind of rough play.
Moxxie: I was born here too I have some fight in me!
Striker places her hand on moxxies shoulder.
Striker: Well then little fella why don'tcha help me wrangle one of them for dinner?
Striker points towards a sleeping hellhog in a pig pen.
Moxxie: simple watch me!
Striker smiles and stops moxxie and hands him a rope and dagger.
Striker: Nah with these. Bullets can't pierce the shell. You gotta get the knife underneath and find yourself an opening.
