Weekly Teaser #5

Yeah, yeah, I missed last week's teaser, let's just jump right into this one. Oh, and content-warning.

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The Thug Life Chose Me

The boys in orange had Pinkie Pie surrounded. She was dressed formally, in a dress.

"Ey girl. Come with us to the dance." C-Dog said, with a smirk. Pinkie Pie scoffed.

"After what you did to RD? Hell nah fam. Better get-to steppin', if you know what's good for you homeboy." Pinkie Pie said, a smile on her face.

"What? The fuck you gonna do? That 'ol Rainbow-bitch can't do shit 'neither. Come on girl, we don't want tonight to end badly for you." C-Dog said.

Pinkie Pie sighed. "Alright RD. You were right, but looks like they'll learn the hard way. Hit 'em." Pinkie Pie said.

"Oh shit, she got something planned!" C-Dog said. He dug into his suit and pulled out a glock. He held it point-blank at Pinkie Pie's face. Pinkie was unfazed, however.

"Speak up, hoe. What y'all got planned?" C-Dog asked.

Suddenly, a couple red dots lined up on C-Dog's body. A few more appeared on his boys around him.

"What the hell...?" C-Dog muttered.

Rainbow-Dash walked up from behind them in the darkness of the night, outside of the club's building. She had an assault rifle in her hand. She held it one hand over her shoulder.

She walked right past the group of boys, and next to Pinkie Pie. "Ayo, pussies." Rainbow-Dash said with a toothy grin.

"Back the fuck up. If you know what's good for you." RD said, pointing at the red dots on them.

"Those dots ain't for show. You got about 7 guns on y'all right now." RD said, smiling.

"What? This bitch ain't serious. Yo," C-Dog began, nudging one of his boys. "Go get that bitch."

As soon as the boy walked up, ready to swing at RD, a loud bang was heard, and he fell back with a powerful blast, clutching his now bleeding chest. His face went pale very fast.

All of C-Dog's boys went in a panic, and were ready to take off.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Clarence." Rainbow-Dash said with a sort of venom. Her smile was sadistic and pleased with his fear. C-Dog looked at her funny.

"Yeah. Bet you didn't know I knew that, huh? But look, I wouldn't move if I was you. I told my boys up-top to shoot if y'all move. I ain't give them the signal yet, so unless y'all all wanna drop, I wouldn't move." Rainbow-Dash said. C-Dog grew a cold chill in his body.

RD walked up to him, and held the muzzle of the rifle to the bottom of his chin. "See what happens when you play with guns, motherfucker? I was playing nice, but you just had to go and fuck shit up." RD said harshly.

"Even if you don't die right now... Your time will soon come, you Death-Lotus piece 'ah shit. I just want you to know something before I put you six feet under." RD whispered harshly.

Clarence gulped. "You wouldn't kill us..." he bluffed.

RD chuckled, and crudely kicked the dying boy on the floor. "Really? I wouldn't? Care to vouch for this sad piece of shit right here?" RD asked, gesturing to the gasping and wheezing boy, who was sure to die in minutes.

Clarence went quiet.

"Right... Now let's get down to business, shall we? RB, fall out!" RD called out into the sky.

Four girls with cyan durags covering their faces poured out. They had rifles similar to RD's.

"Iight, now just follow me. We'll make this quick and hopefully, y'all gon' make it painless..."
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