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Manhattan: 1955
negative creep:
He actually got the wrong song, but still nice one, Tyler.
I hope I get a perfect body in the after-life, though.
Tyler:
The court system completely abandoned, this time the mob went directly to the homes of Linds and Zombiedude. Brutally beaten, the two die slowly and painfully. After searching the apartments, it becomes evident that Linds was in fact innocent as claimed. However, Zombiedude was in fact a Jet til the day he died. Tonight the Jets will be looking for vengeance, as the Sharks will look to further put their stranglehold on the city.
McTaggart:
Man callin' Zombiedude you fucks just got lucky. There ain't no probable cause and ain't none of that other shit you'd need for real but we don'd get in this game.
Lind's was alright, we knew that. Or rather, we didn't know that she wasn't and that's tantamount to the same. I eagerly await who dies tonight but that's only because it puts further constraints on who the motherfuckers are.
JD:
Well, at least I took her with me.
Lines:
I fucking told you, but nooooooo. So in return I will haunt each and every one of you until you die horrible deaths. I may pop up, scare the ever living shit out of you, and "accidentally" make you trip into a barrel of acid.
No, still not in a gang.
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