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He attempted to swing his legs back to catapult himself to his feet but RC had already pinned him to the ground. Abandoning her shield she started to lay punch after punch into the skinny boys face and chest. Balor cried out and tried to cover his face as she beat him down. After a few moments Balor lay flat on his back bloodied and RC stood to her feet gasping with exhaustion. She could have finished him off, but she just wanted to get away from the music. As the song changed once again she turned from the scene and began to run away as fast as she could.

She had barely made it to the incline of the long slope leading out of the quarry when she was struck from behind. She fell forward, barely able to catch herself with her hands. As she turned around she saw Balor standing over her holding her riot shield that she had left behind. His face was bruised and bleeding and he stared down at her menacingly. “You done fucked up bitch,” he sneered as he reached down and grabbed her by the hair with his free hand. He pulled her hair tight and cracked the heavy shield into the side of her face. The hot 90’s groove blared in the background as Balor bashed RC in the head again and again with her own shield. With one last devastating hit her hair was ripped from her head as she fell to the ground, her face was swollen and broken open from the relentless smashing. Balor opened up his hands dropping the clump of hair to the dirt. “Psh. Where was I?” he said as he walked back to the source of the music snapping his fingers and shaking his hips as the lifeless RC lay bleeding in the dirt.

Mario had been wandering around for some time without running into anyone and was feeling rather hungry. He found himself in front of a large building with a glass entryway and decided to enter. Upon entering the large foyer he was greeted by a cheerful Barack Obama who was sitting on an old beat up sofa surrounded by candy bars and sodas that he salvaged from the vending machines. Obama motioned for Mario to join him and it was an offer that was difficult to refuse. Although he felt that he could easily outmatch Obama with his ax he was charmed by the warm offering. He laid his ax down and took a seat next to Obama graciously accepting his offering of food. After several hours of eating and talking together the two men had an awkward moment where their hands touched. They looked at each other and decided that holding hands felt right. It symbolized their goodwill toward one another and the fact that they could still behave like human beings even though they’ve been forced to cope with these extreme circumstances. As he held the strong leaders hand Mario was filled with a great comfort and drifted off to sleep.

As she wandered the dark building Jen heard someones loud footsteps coming around the corner. She was still disturbed by the events of the day before. Then her dreams and waking up covered in spiders didn’t help the matter. She was completely defenseless as Shark turned a corner staring right at her holding a large pipe. She was frazzled and had nothing to protect herself with, she stood frozen prepared to be reunited with Ernie. As she squeezed her eyes shut she heard the pipe fall to the ground. She opened her eyes to see Shark standing in front of her sobbing. Within moments the two embraced in a long hug as they both cried uncontrollably onto each others shoulders.
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Guybrush is my homeboy.