As I walk away, I hear another gunshot. I turn and see he shot himself. His skull wasn't as tough as mine is. Ah well, that's what training with a sadist does for ys. She's broken and healed me so many times, I have superhuman durability. And she is leagues ahead of me in many ways.
Emily texts me:
"Broooo. What a bitch."
I keep walking the junkyard. And see there are speakers around. I approach and find an intercom buttom. I hit speak and repeat my announcement. Then hang up. Emily hits my phone with a text.
"Lazy punk you cheated that now i have to cancel everyone else's required announcements"
Me: "sorry babe im a man of efficency"
Emily: "Go to your station and chill no murders or fights unless forced upon you"
Me: "gotcha babe <3"
Emily: "<3"
My station is the cashier's area of this junkyard. I head over there, passing by a few dozen busted up cars. As I draw close, I see a cute variable. Three victims are trying to team up.
"I found two pistols and a big knife. Let's split them up and kill these bastards." Gangster Woman says seriously with bloodlust.
A tall, muscular woman with a dragon sleeve tattoo says this.
"I should get the pistol and the knife. You're a woman, you're dead weight." Cop says coldly.
He still wears his uniform. But is otherwise a filthy bastard. The slivers of a good man in me melt into dirty harry hatred as I see this conversation play out.
"Just give up. I'm a doctor. We're both more capable than you." Doctor says with skeptic aggression.
The Doctor is in light blue scrubs. He's a twink though, so it's debatable if he's telling the truth. I laugh as the woman runs with her weapons towards me.
"What damn fools. Will you fight me or let me go to my post?" I ask with cocky malice.
She hesitates. Then the Doctor punches her in the throat as they wrestle and fight for the guns and knife on the ground. The cop scoops them up and opens fire at me. But I tank it again. And he's trauamtized just like the last one.
"Give mercy if they stop hitting you and go to your posts!" Emily yells sternly. "They're meant to kill each other."
I shrug and just walk past as they start killing each other. I don't even watch past the part where the Cop shoots the girl in the face, killing her near instantly. Weak bitches.
I reach my station without issue. It's a chill spot with a computer and leather swivel chair. I sit down and smoke my weed vape and a cigarette.