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Dr. Chlorophyll Murda

Dr. Murda is a bad person, causes bad for the sake of it, it causes the evil spirit of revenge and retaliation.
Dr. Murda had always made the wrong choices, spoke at inopportune time, acted on behalf of Evil, and caused tremendous suffering in complete innocence and good faith.
When someone pointed out to him by depriving it of an arm, teeth and eyeballs lost innocence, the innocence in doing evil.

The only thing he could do was to hurt, decided to Dedicarcisi meticulously, leaving room in his grand plan to countless variables, so that even in a worst case scenario would be that it would suffer less. He returned to

MurdaTown with a metal arm, bionic eyes and teeth of steel.

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Dr. Murda's were about a memory bank that acted as a support to the processor that ran the calculation of ballistic variables

... had been the victim of an ambush in downtown, some unknown had made drone with a 50 caliber , the blow had struck his shoulder, slicing cleanly through the whole arm, not bad, Dr. Murda had already replaced him, had also decided to put their wallets to get those memories upgraded and a new management system of ballistics ... While Dr.

Murda ended to finalize the upgrade she thought all his old hardware now finished in the landfill, its older processors, up to his old circuit, and although his body had changed shape several times the memories of old pieces remained in her old data was still its early days, the transferred data to upgrade to upgrade, they were his memories, the old configuration data, the His first was the kernel .... .... technically its identity could not die, Dr. Murda kept a back up of his system, but those data were kept inside when the only thing I had thought.

If a 50-caliber bullet had pierced the physical memories have lost its identity.
His work for Dr. Murda suddenly did not seem the best thing he could do.

The upgrade was finished ..... once again had become more powerful .... after all the work for Dr. Murda was not so bad.

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Frank Zanchetti

Despite what is commonly thought of him, Frank was able to have a social life quite common. When
should not have problems for local landlords or have not been to find drugs for his survival as he liked to go and all drunk in some place full of beautiful girls.
But tonight had not drunk enough, the crowd, lots of people slowly pressed and slid against him bothered him greatly, so it was that after a few hours of endurance; looking unlikely to be able to take a drink at a time 's waiting less than 15 minutes (and anyway it was a bad drunk at a great price, which bothered him a little, but in any case was not there to drink, what more could do so safely and happily alone in his house) discovered in its just drunk Pre chips powder, as a lump of earth and fluff, something disgusting and indefinable, that his eye was seconded to detect, tried to point it out to the bartender, but that, already engaged in preparing another drink bad pretended not to hear, ignoring its compounds and well-justified complaints.

And so after a couple of times he pointed out that Frank's the thing, and she continued to pretend not to hear it, Frank, who hated not receive that for which he paid, without uttering another motto splamato had the brains of the now former bartender pretty along the mirrored display case with bottles of liquor on display, then andanosene as if nothing had happened, the drink bevendosi satisfied with the rubbish indefinite inside.

Now I go to the Night.

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The (true) story of The Ugly

'd rather you would go away, I'm not going to shop at home. The Bad

takes a bit 'of time, the steadily for a few seconds ...
A moment later the roommate was on the ground while the bad was filling the barrel, then goes beyond the kitchen, fiddling with something and come back slowly from there, drag the bloody body to the bed and ties him with cables electric.

You drink coffee in a time that reflects and decides to torture him with a knife on his face.

He left there for 43 hours, then told him to leave, that was hesitant, but went sick at the door before he could close the Ugly had planted two caliber lead 9 in the back.