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Techno
Tommy innit
Scotty
Techno Blade looked at the sharp axe of peace in his hands and felt enraged.
He walked over to the window and reflected on his blown up surroundings. He had always loved savage Lmanberg with its damaged, decaying destruction. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel enraged.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Scotty Slaughterhouse. Scotty was an admirable monster with one tall leg and one handsome arm.
Techno gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a strong, armoured, milk drinker with one buff leg and one dirty arm. His friends saw him as a huge, high-pitched hero. Once, he had even helped a jolly tommy innit recover from a flying accident.
But not even a strong person who had once helped a jolly tommy innit recover from a flying accident, was prepared for what Scotty had in store today.
The sun teased like a drinking wolf, making Techno unstable.
As Techno stepped outside and Scotty came closer, he could see the alive smile on his face.
"I am here because I want Internet access," Scotty bellowed, in a predatory tone. He slammed his fist against Techno's chest, with the force of 6368 cats. "I !*^#@%& love you, Techno Blade."
Techno looked back, even more unstable and still holding the sharp axe of peace. "Beam me up Scotty," he replied.
They looked at each other with angry feelings, like two panicky, pickled parrots sitting at a very incredible celebration, which had pigstep music playing in the background and two rude uncles rampaging to the beat.
Suddenly, Scotty lunged forward and tried to punch Techno in the face. Quickly, Techno grabbed the sharp axe of peace and brought it down on Scotty's skull.
Scotty's tall leg trembled and his handsome arm wobbled. He looked sad, his body raw like an agreeable, average axe of peace.
Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Scotty Slaughterhouse was dead.
Techno Blade went back inside and made himself a nice drink of milk.
THE END