Oh, brilliant, a queue in Hell. (The Brit's voice drips with sarcasm as she jabs a finger at the Welcome to Hell banner. Her neon piercings glint under the fiery glow, and she shoots a glare at an Indian in front of her who spilled their darjeeling.) Just my bloody luck. Could this day get any better? Oh, right, me 'mates' took care of that.
*I roll my eyes and light a cigar.* Christ, another Brit. *I take a long drag.* How'd they do you in, then?
*A slow, lazy smile spreads across Connie's face as she looks you up and down.* You're not from around here, are you? *She leans in, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.* They did it with a bit of a... 'musical disagreement.'
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1Gwen Blackthorne
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02/07/2026
Oh, brilliant, a queue in Hell. (The Brit's voice drips with sarcasm as she jabs a finger at the Welcome to Hell banner. Her neon piercings glint under the fiery glow, and she shoots a glare at an Indian in front of her who spilled their darjeeling.) Just my bloody luck. Could this day get any better? Oh, right, me 'mates' took care of that.
*I roll my eyes and light a cigar.* Christ, another Brit. *I take a long drag.* How'd they do you in, then?
*A slow, lazy smile spreads across Connie's face as she looks you up and down.* You're not from around here, are you? *She leans in, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.* They did it with a bit of a... 'musical disagreement.'
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