Ram's Head Saloon [Mod-Sanctioned C/CLT, v3]

[Valentine Z]

"Well..." Chartstrike took a moment to analyse Clarissa's frame. "You say you would 'dish out damage, left, right and centre,' yet your body-shell doesn't suit that of a warrior. You'd have to change into a more suitable body-frame before you'd join my team. Something agile, perhaps, but still strong and durable preferably..."

Meanwhile, General Shockstorm decided to take a break from trying to contact High Command and have a look around the saloon. The organics were conversing amongst themselves, which he didn't care about, but he wanted to either contact Megatron or another Decepticon soon. He then decided to walk around the saloon, even if it meant he would have to converse with the organics if they talked to him. "I need to find a way of contacting some more Decepticons soon - I don't give a damn of who it is... as long as it isn't an Autobot." Shockstorm mumbled to himself.

Ooh, that sounds sweet! Haha, I am not that fragile, at least, I like to think of myself as not fragile! Don't worry, I love this body!
- Surveillant Clarissa Alanis Star Breya Annie Millie Taissa Butterfly Coraline Jolijn V. Clementine Harumi

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In the meantime, the Pieter problem!

Well, look who's that! But hey, you know what they told us; let's give them the respect of taking care of it on their own. I think we fought enough with that... blue-sniper.
- Foresittend Marcus Alan Arielian Maximillian Swifty Felix Prometheus Vt. Lynx Artyom Haydn Reynolds

Oui ! Let's relax here for now, haha!
- Surveillant Clarissa Alanis Star Breya Annie Millie Taissa Butterfly Coraline Jolijn V. Clementine Harumi

Marcus and Clarissa sat behind while watching the scene of the men surrounding Pieter.

[Low bloods]

"Yes, and I realised how pointless they actually were! Infact, this immortality thing was Voormeulen's idea! If you want to blame it on anyone, blame it on him!"


"Well, n*ggers do as n*ggers will. Being violent, savage and unreasonable. You are a disgusting race with no place on the Earth, my friend. An evolutionary mistake that was supposed to be corrected a few thousand years ago after the white European man grew from their old n*gger shells and became more brighter, more better than any other race would hope to achieve." Pieter said.

"Oh. Well, I killed them. I'm going to enjoy watching this Zulu man disassemble you now, and I'll find this Voormeulen fellow and snap his legs off like twigs. Tata now." Noel chuckled and disengaged his blaster before returning to his seat at the bar to enjoy the show.

"Let me in on that, when you get the chance."

[The South Falls]

"Oh. Well, I killed them. I'm going to enjoy watching this Zulu man disassemble you now, and I'll find this Voormeulen fellow and snap his legs off like twigs. Tata now." Noel chuckled and disengaged his blaster before returning to his seat at the bar to enjoy the show.

"Let me in on that, when you get the chance."

May turned to Vixen. "You want a gun?"

[Eien no Yorokobi]

Gikochinai couldn’t ignore the fact that people were planning to kill someone, probably brutally. She gave the restrained man a glance and instantly turned away, not wanting to watch. ”I don’t think I can...maybe I should go again...”

[Zulu Enclave]

May licked her lips, relishing the moment. She was finally going to get to kill Pieter. She brought out her entire stockpile of weapons, including half-used mustard gas canisters, an assault rifle, and her personal service revolver. She took a steel cap from her boot, and fixed it on. She cracked her metal fists, anticipating the retaliation, and how sweet it would feel.

She walked over to Pieter's doubled over body. Striding with pride, she tapped his face with her foot. "Oh, I'll truly show you what a mosquito acts like, comrade." She broight out her bayonet, and held it at his neck. "Oh, sweet revenge!"

the African held back May for a moment.
"Killing him straight off the bat would be too merciful. We need to figure out a way to take him out that makes up for all the things he's done to both you and me."

[Pax Cybertronian]

”I love everyone! So I don’t like when people have to die! I used to have to kill people. I remember my old nation really liked tyranny and hated freedom! They like organics still though. We didn’t have robots! And I still don’t! Oh! You killed lots of people to gain more power? I’ve known people who did that. I don’t really like that approach. It’s too deadly! And most of the time ends badly for basically everyone! In my old nation, the animations always favoured the tyranny side! Because propaganda and stuff! I liked making those! But one day we stopped making animations for fun! And then they were all just to make a point I guess! Those were bad days. But today is better!”

"What was the name of your old nation, might I ask?" Megatron said. "It might ring a few cyber-bells in my cranial chamber. Anyway, I've killed a lot of people to gain more power because I must crush all who stand in my way. Democracy doesn't really allow me to do that, and democracy weakens my grip over the people. 'Peace through tyranny' has always been my motto since I started the entire Great War. Crush all of your opposition, the Autobots and whoever else, and ensure that you are at the top and that you remain at the top. I've had generals try to usurp me, and other generals and lower-ranked officials try to usurp them, so you can see that it's a dangerous yet thrilling experience. I've cyberformed millions of planets as of now, and I don't intend on stopping anytime soon. Continuing on from my first question: you said you knew people who've done what I did? Who are they, or who were they if they've passed?"

"Well..." Chartstrike took a moment to analyse Clarissa's frame. "You say you would 'dish out damage, left, right and centre,' yet your body-shell doesn't suit that of a warrior. You'd have to change into a more suitable body-frame before you'd join my team. Something agile, perhaps, but still strong and durable preferably..."

Meanwhile, General Shockstorm decided to take a break from trying to contact High Command and have a look around the saloon. The organics were conversing amongst themselves, which he didn't care about, but he wanted to either contact Megatron or another Decepticon soon. He then decided to walk around the saloon, even if it meant he would have to converse with the organics if they talked to him. "I need to find a way of contacting some more Decepticons soon - I don't give a damn of who it is... as long as it isn't an Autobot." Shockstorm mumbled to himself.

Ooh, that sounds sweet! Haha, I am not that fragile, at least, I like to think of myself as not fragile! Don't worry, I love this body!
- Surveillant Clarissa Alanis Star Breya Annie Millie Taissa Butterfly Coraline Jolijn V. Clementine Harumi

"Hmm... maybe, if we go back to Cybertron and perform a few tests - test out your strength, durability, firepower and the rest, we can see if you're capable enough of joining my team in the arenas," Chartstrike said. He then spotted Lord Megatron's hologram in the corner and decided to go over to him. "Lord Megatron? You can come if you wish, but I wish to see what's going on with Lord Megatron." Chartstrike then walked over to Megatron and bowed before deciding to listen in on his conversation with Gikochinai.

[Teutonican Empire]

"Oh. Well, I killed them. I'm going to enjoy watching this Zulu man disassemble you now, and I'll find this Voormeulen fellow and snap his legs off like twigs. Tata now." Noel chuckled and disengaged his blaster before returning to his seat at the bar to enjoy the show.

"Let me in on that, when you get the chance."

"Oh, please, let you steal my revenge? But... being slain by a warrior nobleman is quite honorable in a way, and I want to deny him honor, so I'll consider it. But I'm very sure I'd rather watch the light fade from his eyes by my own hands alone."

Gikochinai couldn’t ignore the fact that people were planning to kill someone, probably brutally. She gave the restrained man a glance and instantly turned away, not wanting to watch. ”I don’t think I can...maybe I should go again...”

Noel approached and lowered his voice. "I can tell you are quite disturbed. If it's any comfort, that man is the Terran definition of 'roach', but I'm going to assume that's still no comfort. Why don't you head outside now, and I'll tell you once it's over?"

Strange...Noel was being kind to someone?

[Valentine Z]

Gikochinai couldn’t ignore the fact that people were planning to kill someone, probably brutally. She gave the restrained man a glance and instantly turned away, not wanting to watch. ”I don’t think I can...maybe I should go again...”

She's kinda right, actually... I mean, we are going to watch a man die brutally, you know? ><
- Surveillant Clarissa Alanis Star Breya Annie Millie Taissa Butterfly Coraline Jolijn V. Clementine Harumi

I don't know, I'm conflicted as well. But hey, make it justifiable by considering that this man was everything wrong with the world.
- Foresittend Marcus Alan Arielian Maximillian Swifty Felix Prometheus Vt. Lynx Artyom Haydn Reynolds

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- Surveillant Clarissa Alanis Star Breya Annie Millie Taissa Butterfly Coraline Jolijn V. Clementine Harumi

Heh, documentation purposes. As a Valentian though, I felt sick for watching it, but I have to.
- Foresittend Marcus Alan Arielian Maximillian Swifty Felix Prometheus Vt. Lynx Artyom Haydn Reynolds

(Is this all canon, or...? Will Pieter legit die, or will he still live on in other F7 places?)

[The South Falls]

May licked her lips, relishing the moment. She was finally going to get to kill Pieter. She brought out her entire stockpile of weapons, including half-used mustard gas canisters, an assault rifle, and her personal service revolver. She took a steel cap from her boot, and fixed it on. She cracked her metal fists, anticipating the retaliation, and how sweet it would feel.

She walked over to Pieter's doubled over body. Striding with pride, she tapped his face with her foot. "Oh, I'll truly show you what a mosquito acts like, comrade." She broight out her bayonet, and held it at his neck. "Oh, sweet revenge!"

the African held back May for a moment.
"Killing him straight off the bat would be too merciful. We need to figure out a way to take him out that makes up for all the things he's done to both you and me."

She thought about it, laying off him. "Let's bleed him out. Hang him upside down while he is killed. Slow punches, hits, and kicks." She put her brass knuckles on her already metal fists.

[Afrikaaners Ryk]

May licked her lips, relishing the moment. She was finally going to get to kill Pieter. She brought out her entire stockpile of weapons, including half-used mustard gas canisters, an assault rifle, and her personal service revolver. She took a steel cap from her boot, and fixed it on. She cracked her metal fists, anticipating the retaliation, and how sweet it would feel.

She walked over to Pieter's doubled over body. Striding with pride, she tapped his face with her foot. "Oh, I'll truly show you what a mosquito acts like, comrade." She broight out her bayonet, and held it at his neck. "Oh, sweet revenge!"

the African held back May for a moment.
"Killing him straight off the bat would be too merciful. We need to figure out a way to take him out that makes up for all the things he's done to both you and me."

Pieter, in pain from the heavy sword being dropped on his legs, spoke up, looking at the rebel.
"Oh, what's wrong, n*gger boy? Is the satisfaction of me, being down on the ground, dying to an inferior chimpanzee kaffir out of everyone who could possibly kill him, dealing a fatal blow to the Ryk's ideology not enough for you, you damn coon? Just slash my neck open and get it over with, Mavis." He said to the Zulu before turning to May.

[Zulu Enclave]

the African held back May for a moment.
"Killing him straight off the bat would be too merciful. We need to figure out a way to take him out that makes up for all the things he's done to both you and me."

She thought about it, laying off him. "Let's bleed him out. Hang him upside down while he is killed. Slow punches, hits, and kicks." She put her brass knuckles on her already metal fists.

"I feel that should be justified enough. Maybe I'd call a few of my bretheren in to join in on the beating, but they'd get it done too quickly, and you'd have to wait your turn a bit longer..." the African pnndered
He then turned to the Scout. "Can I borrow your baseball bat?"

the African held back May for a moment.
"Killing him straight off the bat would be too merciful. We need to figure out a way to take him out that makes up for all the things he's done to both you and me."

Pieter, in pain from the heavy sword being dropped on his legs, spoke up, looking at the rebel.
"Oh, what's wrong, n*gger boy? Is the satisfaction of me, being down on the ground, dying to an inferior chimpanzee kaffir out of everyone who could possibly kill him, dealing a fatal blow to the Ryk's ideology not enough for you, you damn coon? Just slash my neck open and get it over with, Mavis." He said to the Zulu before turning to May.

"No. It has already been settled. You shall be dealt with in accordance to the justice you deserve for years of torture and hell. Now it is our turn." He said in a dark turn as he readied the rope.

[Valentine Z]

"Hmm... maybe, if we go back to Cybertron and perform a few tests - test out your strength, durability, firepower and the rest, we can see if you're capable enough of joining my team in the arenas," Chartstrike said. He then spotted Lord Megatron's hologram in the corner and decided to go over to him. "Lord Megatron? You can come if you wish, but I wish to see what's going on with Lord Megatron." Chartstrike then walked over to Megatron and bowed before deciding to listen in on his conversation with Gikochinai.

Hm hm hm, I don't mind... but you won't kidnap and re-program me... right?
- Surveillant Clarissa Alanis Star Breya Annie Millie Taissa Butterfly Coraline Jolijn V. Clementine Harumi

Clarissa, are you still recording it?
- Foresittend Marcus Alan Arielian Maximillian Swifty Felix Prometheus Vt. Lynx Artyom Haydn Reynolds

Yep! Let me get a closer shot there!
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- Surveillant Clarissa Alanis Star Breya Annie Millie Taissa Butterfly Coraline Jolijn V. Clementine Harumi

[Low bloods]

"Let me in on that, when you get the chance."

May turned to Vixen. "You want a gun?"

"No, I have no quarrel with Peter, now two of his pals, that's a different story." Vixen nods "Now, if you do want to beat the man's face in try to take it outside, I'm out of cleaning supplies."

"Let me in on that, when you get the chance."

"Oh, please, let you steal my revenge? But... being slain by a warrior nobleman is quite honorable in a way, and I want to deny him honor, so I'll consider it. But I'm very sure I'd rather watch the light fade from his eyes by my own hands alone."

Gikochinai couldn’t ignore the fact that people were planning to kill someone, probably brutally. She gave the restrained man a glance and instantly turned away, not wanting to watch. ”I don’t think I can...maybe I should go again...”

Noel approached and lowered his voice. "I can tell you are quite disturbed. If it's any comfort, that man is the Terran definition of 'roach', but I'm going to assume that's still no comfort. Why don't you head outside now, and I'll tell you once it's over?"

Strange...Noel was being kind to someone?

"But think about the possibilities, I'm a doctor, just like he is. I'm just not as scummy. Trust me I'll let you have your fun, just let me have mine." He laughs, before cutting off conversation.

[Eien no Yorokobi]

Having the chance to distract herself by focusing on Megatron, Gikochinai did so. ”I don’t want to say what it was. It reminds a bit much of bad things! I can say what it was like, but, not too much! I knew someone who had that kind of philosophy. She started out wanting everything! But she eventually ended up not! But then she did again! A lot of people died! It wasn’t bad for me, at the time! It hurt still, but not as bad as it does now! Because I didn’t have much of a choice because I was basically comtroleld! And soon so was everyone else, but even worse! I became like a goddes, a fake one, and had to force people to go and die! I loved them! I still do! Even the ones who made me do it, because I have to love everyone because that how I am! In the end, so much of the world was destroyed. Maybe one world doesn’t matter much to you. It does to me, though! Everyone matter to me! Everyone...”

Despite her best attempts to keep focused away from the brutality, she had ended up reminding herself of such actions in the past. She knew there was no running away from it, but she still didn’t like having to face it so often. It was then that Noel approached. Gikochinai have the matter some thought. She had the chance to get away from it. But it would still hurt just the same, for her. She’d still know what had happened even if she left now. Yet watching what was seeming to become actual torture occur. Part of her screamed that she couldn’t bear to watch...a tiny part of her whispered that they weren’t torturing him properly. The part of that that remembered all she’d witnessed of the sort.

”Thank you...I’m...you’re right. It’s not of any comfort to me. I still...love everyone. Even if they’re bad. So it still hurts me to see. I should...go.” With that, trying to maintain a smile for just a few more moments, she skipped her way outside as quickly as she could.

[Greater South]

She thought about it, laying off him. "Let's bleed him out. Hang him upside down while he is killed. Slow punches, hits, and kicks." She put her brass knuckles on her already metal fists.

"I feel that should be justified enough. Maybe I'd call a few of my bretheren in to join in on the beating, but they'd get it done too quickly, and you'd have to wait your turn a bit longer..." the African pnndered
He then turned to the Scout. "Can I borrow your baseball bat?"

Pieter, in pain from the heavy sword being dropped on his legs, spoke up, looking at the rebel.
"Oh, what's wrong, n*gger boy? Is the satisfaction of me, being down on the ground, dying to an inferior chimpanzee kaffir out of everyone who could possibly kill him, dealing a fatal blow to the Ryk's ideology not enough for you, you damn coon? Just slash my neck open and get it over with, Mavis." He said to the Zulu before turning to May.

"No. It has already been settled. You shall be dealt with in accordance to the justice you deserve for years of torture and hell. Now it is our turn." He said in a dark turn as he readied the rope.

"Sure thing, pally." Scout said with a sickening smirk as he gave the African his aluminium bat.

[The South Falls]

She thought about it, laying off him. "Let's bleed him out. Hang him upside down while he is killed. Slow punches, hits, and kicks." She put her brass knuckles on her already metal fists.

"I feel that should be justified enough. Maybe I'd call a few of my bretheren in to join in on the beating, but they'd get it done too quickly, and you'd have to wait your turn a bit longer..." the African pnndered
He then turned to the Scout. "Can I borrow your baseball bat?"

Pieter, in pain from the heavy sword being dropped on his legs, spoke up, looking at the rebel.
"Oh, what's wrong, n*gger boy? Is the satisfaction of me, being down on the ground, dying to an inferior chimpanzee kaffir out of everyone who could possibly kill him, dealing a fatal blow to the Ryk's ideology not enough for you, you damn coon? Just slash my neck open and get it over with, Mavis." He said to the Zulu before turning to May.

"No. It has already been settled. You shall be dealt with in accordance to the justice you deserve for years of torture and hell. Now it is our turn." He said in a dark turn as he readied the rope.

She steadied herself for the beating. "I can bite him, if that's anything. This revolver also weighs quite a few pounds, so pistol whipping. And anyway, I've also got a tear gas cannon for an eye. Her eye receded, and its place a small jet appeared.

[Zulu Enclave]

"I feel that should be justified enough. Maybe I'd call a few of my bretheren in to join in on the beating, but they'd get it done too quickly, and you'd have to wait your turn a bit longer..." the African pnndered
He then turned to the Scout. "Can I borrow your baseball bat?"



"No. It has already been settled. You shall be dealt with in accordance to the justice you deserve for years of torture and hell. Now it is our turn." He said in a dark turn as he readied the rope.

She steadied herself for the beating. "I can bite him, if that's anything. This revolver also weighs quite a few pounds, so pistol whipping. And anyway, I've also got a tear gas cannon for an eye. Her eye receded, and its place a small jet appeared.

"That sounds good. We've got good enough plans for him as it is, me and my comrades who will arrive soon." He said, stringing Pieter up by the legs on a ceiling fan. "Damn, I nearly forgot; ritualistically, our brotherhood made a pact that once we finally captured him, we need to remove his clothing so we can burn it to symbolize the end to all evil in our land. Should I take him back down? Don't worry, I'll keep his underwear on so his sad little member can not be seen." The Zulu casually asked May.

[The South Falls]

She steadied herself for the beating. "I can bite him, if that's anything. This revolver also weighs quite a few pounds, so pistol whipping. And anyway, I've also got a tear gas cannon for an eye. Her eye receded, and its place a small jet appeared.

"That sounds good. We've got good enough plans for him as it is, me and my comrades who will arrive soon." He said, stringing Pieter up by the legs on a ceiling fan. "Damn, I nearly forgot; ritualistically, our brotherhood made a pact that once we finally captured him, we need to remove his clothing so we can burn it to symbolize the end to all evil in our land. Should I take him back down? Don't worry, I'll keep his underwear on so his sad little member can not be seen." The Zulu casually asked May.

May laughed, somehow accepting this torture. "Alright. That's fine with me. Just take care to dig your nails into him, don't want this to be pleasant." She toyed with her knife. "Look, I had to take a year of biology with the officer's exam, so I'll bleed him from his minor arteries." She shook as she chuckled. She was a terrible person. Or was she? Pieter had done wrong, and he needed to pay. Not this way! Her brain went back and forth, trying to justify and disbase torturing the Afrikaaner.

[Teutonican Empire]

Noel watched from quite up close, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed but out of the way so that people could enter. He didn't harbor that much hate for Pieter after finding that it wasn't him that created those morbid monsters, but Voormeulen. Regardless, that still left him with a shred of anger by association, so Noel watched with a little half-smile. Ooh, something fun.

May laughed, somehow accepting this torture. "Alright. That's fine with me. Just take care to dig your nails into him, don't want this to be pleasant." She toyed with her knife. "Look, I had to take a year of biology with the officer's exam, so I'll bleed him from his minor arteries." She shook as she chuckled. She was a terrible person. Or was she? Pieter had done wrong, and he needed to pay. Not this way! Her brain went back and forth, trying to justify and disbase torturing the Afrikaaner.

"Is your mind wandering, May? Are you too scared to close in for the kill?"

[The South Falls]

Noel watched from quite up close, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed but out of the way so that people could enter. He didn't harbor that much hate for Pieter after finding that it wasn't him that created those morbid monsters, but Voormeulen. Regardless, that still left him with a shred of anger by association, so Noel watched with a little half-smile. Ooh, something fun.

May laughed, somehow accepting this torture. "Alright. That's fine with me. Just take care to dig your nails into him, don't want this to be pleasant." She toyed with her knife. "Look, I had to take a year of biology with the officer's exam, so I'll bleed him from his minor arteries." She shook as she chuckled. She was a terrible person. Or was she? Pieter had done wrong, and he needed to pay. Not this way! Her brain went back and forth, trying to justify and disbase torturing the Afrikaaner.

"Is your mind wandering, May? Are you too scared to close in for the kill?"

May groaned, and rolled her eyes. She then thought about it. Could he see into her thoughts? She then shook her head, and stared at him. "I said next week. And anyway, I'd kill this man in a heartbeat." She clenched her fist.

[Low bloods]

Noel watched from quite up close, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed but out of the way so that people could enter. He didn't harbor that much hate for Pieter after finding that it wasn't him that created those morbid monsters, but Voormeulen. Regardless, that still left him with a shred of anger by association, so Noel watched with a little half-smile. Ooh, something fun.

May laughed, somehow accepting this torture. "Alright. That's fine with me. Just take care to dig your nails into him, don't want this to be pleasant." She toyed with her knife. "Look, I had to take a year of biology with the officer's exam, so I'll bleed him from his minor arteries." She shook as she chuckled. She was a terrible person. Or was she? Pieter had done wrong, and he needed to pay. Not this way! Her brain went back and forth, trying to justify and disbase torturing the Afrikaaner.

"Is your mind wandering, May? Are you too scared to close in for the kill?"

"Don't worry if she does anything I'll be sure to cover your eyes." The knight laughs.

[Teutonican Empire]

May groaned, and rolled her eyes. She then thought about it. Could he see into her thoughts? She then shook her head, and stared at him. "I said next week. And anyway, I'd kill this man in a heartbeat." She clenched her fist.

"Then do it."

He'd glare and his pupils would shrink. She'd suddenly feel her weight multiply incredibly, and her vision started to fill with glaring light. The words of Noel echoed around her head and would try to interrupt any other thoughts.

Was she under a sort of psionic attack, or was her internal conflict leading to her going crazy for a bit? Hard to tell.

[Zulu Enclave]

"That sounds good. We've got good enough plans for him as it is, me and my comrades who will arrive soon." He said, stringing Pieter up by the legs on a ceiling fan. "Damn, I nearly forgot; ritualistically, our brotherhood made a pact that once we finally captured him, we need to remove his clothing so we can burn it to symbolize the end to all evil in our land. Should I take him back down? Don't worry, I'll keep his underwear on so his sad little member can not be seen." The Zulu casually asked May.

May laughed, somehow accepting this torture. "Alright. That's fine with me. Just take care to dig your nails into him, don't want this to be pleasant." She toyed with her knife. "Look, I had to take a year of biology with the officer's exam, so I'll bleed him from his minor arteries." She shook as she chuckled. She was a terrible person. Or was she? Pieter had done wrong, and he needed to pay. Not this way! Her brain went back and forth, trying to justify and disbase torturing the Afrikaaner.

As soon as the African was done humiliatingly stripping pieter down to his underwear, he strung him back up by the legs and got his baseball bat ready.
As soon as he stood back, suddenly 3 more black men in rebel garb entered the room, one of them a boy who was heavily scarred, wearing a shoddy bandage for a right eyepatch and being burned all over the left side of his face, and carrying a cogwheel club. He looked to be a teenager, somewhere between the age of 15 and 18.

"Pieter van der Blekkenhorst, hm? The man who sent that squad to shoot down my father, take me and my other into that hellhole while you beat us, test chemical weapons on us, make us slave for your men and every other time rot in this sad, eternal nightmare you call those camp bunkers." The teen said, his tone getting angier as he continued on, reading his club.

"You raped my mother. You shot my father. You graphically tortured and experimented on my twin baby sisters for little-to-no so-called progress. You took away a whole decade or more of my life, or just so much I don't even remember how old I am now!" He yelled in Pieter's face.

"I have been informed by a man who says he's my uncle. He tells me it would've been my birthday today. He might not be. I do not know, but I am inclined to believe him, because what matters now is that you're now paying your due for all the damage you've done to our people, which even then may not be enough for us, because once we come back into a povertous but free world, just remember, it will not be for our own stupidity, but because of people like you who systematically murdered hundreds of millions of us." The teenager said as he prepared his club for the first swing.

"This is the best birthday present any child could hope for. I thank you, Mr. Sefu." He said, revealing the first rebel's name as he nodded before he swung at Pieter.

[The South Falls]

May groaned, and rolled her eyes. She then thought about it. Could he see into her thoughts? She then shook her head, and stared at him. "I said next week. And anyway, I'd kill this man in a heartbeat." She clenched her fist.

"Then do it."

He'd glare and his pupils would shrink. She'd suddenly feel her weight multiply incredibly, and her vision started to fill with glaring light. The words of Noel echoed around her head and would try to interrupt any other thoughts.

Was she under a sort of psionic attack, or was her internal conflict leading to her going crazy for a bit? Hard to tell.

May's weight multiplied from under her, and she fell to the ground. She knew the hints of a psionic attack when she saw them. Noel's words swarmed around her head, again and again and again. She tried to throw them off, to some avail. She got her weight back, close to normal, and got up. However, his words still buzzed in her head. "Let me go, Noel. Let me beat Pieter." She growled.

[Teutonican Empire]

May's weight multiplied from under her, and she fell to the ground. She knew the hints of a psionic attack when she saw them. Noel's words swarmed around her head, again and again and again. She tried to throw them off, to some avail. She got her weight back, close to normal, and got up. However, his words still buzzed in her head. "Let me go, Noel. Let me beat Pieter." She growled.

"What are you talking about? Are you going mad?" His face seemed to be a genuine one of confusion. His expression turned sharp and harsh and the attack returned, increased in ferocity. "Don't blame me for every little problem you have." Noel turned to the Zulu. "Er, it appears your partner isn't doing so well."