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He was Caesars best friend for years apparently, and is a monster just like him. And there's not a thing I can do against him. I know what Caesar told him. He makes my life hell day in and out because of that. But if I snap at him or piss him off just a little too much I know what's coming for me.
Love just needs a helping hand, both in dealing with that abhorrent amount of children my friend and her had, but also with that attitude of hers. No respect for those who ensure she has a home keep leaching off of. If my friend didn't tell me to keep her safe, I oughta deal with that edge myself.
Whadda piece'a work... He makes me think o' th' city, and for that reason alone I kinda hate 'im. Worse though, he... reminds me o' a Deputy I know too well. Dunno how anyone can feel safe around'm.
One o' them [slur]s floatin' round the belt. Not many [slur]s around Drustown, no real problem with them just wish they'd keep that sorta shit to themselves.
Sweetheart goes through a lot 'round here, she knows she's always welcome over here. Anyone gotta problem with a few kids floatin' around can meet my trusty shotty.
He'n that Tarren fella came off as no good business at first, hard to trust a dude who rolls up in a walking metal marvel armed to the teeth. But after all that's said and done, I don't mind this'n. Not so much Tarren, fucker knocked the bell outta my tower, but this'n is just peachy. A pleasure to have around n' genuinely wants to help.
The sweetheart at the head of the Stareyes group, they occasionally book venue at my park. A welcome addition to the family, and are always welcome to play in my establishment~
A young sun? Here? Quite wild how the other folk out there are still having children. Though they don't smell of any of the tribes I know, even their friend I can tell is a Maura. Yet they both move and act like them. Strange times we are in, even when in the face of the nightbeasts. I wonder...
Hoo! They ain' got boys like these up'n the city. All sortsa cuties round the belt, love seein'm pass on by.
Poor lil' lady is a walkin' tragedy. From havin' to raise all them kids herself, even when that piecawork was still breathin to having to endure Butch breathin' down her back. I offer what I can but I can only do so much. She's always welcome on m' farm if things get too dicy in town.
Got loads of mad respect for this guy. Onna few folk I can say that without hesitation behind ol' dad and Csatta. Sure the boat was real rocky when we first met n' I dunno if he even likes my dad, but I am all sortsa greatful that he took me under his wing to show me how to do boatin' and sailin'. Biggest lifechangin' time of my life.
He's got bite, I dig it. He also lets me hang out on the crows nest from time to time and that's very chill.
Another limpdick nobody sheriff fillin in the role after the last dickweed decided to up and die. Started as a kiddo, spineless and definitely not worth any o' my time. Though recently started to becomin' a thorn in my side. Perhaps the lil'n needs a reality check n' a bullet in 'is head.
Probably the least impressive and my favorite sheriff those idiots decided to put in power. Did Nothin' stand in my way to rule these open waters. So, to much of my glee at the shock on the faces of folk who hear me say this... Damn shame he died a lot, cause he was nothin but a big ol useless dipshit.
Old fucker, dad talked 'bout 'im a few times when I was jussa wee lil'n. I wasn' too savy bout the stories involvin' 'im, both back then and now. Too goodytwoshoes for my liking. Imagine the bounty on my head if I were to clock him through the core.