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This city is rotting..

Oh sure it looks beautiful, with it's towering modern skyscrapers and well-maintained city parks. The people are dressed in cutting edge fashion, drive the nicest cars and eat at the city's many 4 star restaurants. Angel Falls has recently been chosen as one of the cleanest cities in America to raise a family by some upscale liberal magazine. What a load of bullshit. Once you see the city like I have, seen it's corrupt, stinking underbelly and smelled the decay, you'd know it's clean reputation is just a polished turd. None of the other so-called heroes see it that way either, or if they do they sure as fuck don't act like it. Crime has escalated in the last few months, and not the usual street-level or so-called organized crimes. I'm talking about self-proclaimed super-criminals. This town seems to attract them like buzzards to carrion.

They've gotten bolder, more aggressive staking their claims. The situation I'm in now is a result of it. A few weeks back, someone hires my old friend Rin to assassinate the super named Walkiria. Someone armed her exceptionally well if she thought she could kill a class 4 like Walkiria and Rin isn't known to take such high-profile targets cheap. Anyway, she fails but managed to escape and my guess is she split the country because I couldn't find trace of her afterwards. I went looking for her bat-shit insane, on-again/off-again partner Poison, figuring if anyone knows where Rin went, it's her. I didn't get to her first sadly, that pissed off super-commie that supposedly sleeps with Walkiria did. Put Poison in the hospital after punching her around the street for a bit. Figures. If I had the same super-powers ultra-commie-liberal-lesbian did, Poison wouldn't be free to add more to her already impressive body-count. Laser vision through the eye socket.

I make it a point to visit Poison in the hospital, but she'd already broken out when I get there, and it looks like she had guardian angels she probably didn't know about. Chemically enhanced women with impressive firepower who opened fire on the hospital, buying her time to escape. Neo-Nazi's by their symbology, well-trained and very militant. They match a group of similar women who tried to hold up a bank last week and were stopped by an unknown pair of supers. Might even be attached to the same person who tried to have Wall-E murdered. They killed a dozen or so police officers and wounded two dozen more. Poison added three hospital workers, two cops and a tourist to her tally, giving them her distinctive "Poison Lines". That was two nights ago.

Angie calls to tell me that a major gun battle is occuring at the alley between 2nd & Cross, downtown. It's just after midnight. Suspects match Poison and these neo-Nazis. Apparently they must have had a falling out or just aren't used to how Poison shows her appreciation. Whatever the reason, I swing the van around and head in that direction at top speed. Hopefully I can get to the fireworks before they are over this time. Tonight I make a vow that Poison has killed her last victim. This city is rotting and I fully intend to disinfect it. I am La Femme Punisher.
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Poison watched the van pull up and La Femme Punisher get out, carrying her trademark .45's in each hand. Her eyes widened and she suppressed the urge to laugh out loud instead continuing to toss the trail of spent shell casings around the corner of the apartment complex. She could hear the crunch from that bitch's boots as she stalked towards the glittering brass piles. Letting the last handful drop quietly onto the asphalt she looked up at her allies, old and new, lying in wait all around her. This was going to be too good. Her mouth widened into a sinister grin as she whispered softly.

"Ladies, it's almost funtime."

Story by the uber talented

Rin, Poison and La Femme Punisher are all property of and used with his kind permission.

I support

Description
This city is rotting..

Oh sure it looks beautiful, with it's towering modern skyscrapers and well-maintained city parks. The people are dressed in cutting edge fashion, drive the nicest cars and eat at the city's many 4 star restaurants. Angel Falls has recently been chosen as one of the cleanest cities in America to raise a family by some upscale liberal magazine. What a load of bullshit. Once you see the city like I have, seen it's corrupt, stinking underbelly and smelled the decay, you'd know it's clean reputation is just a polished turd. None of the other so-called heroes see it that way either, or if they do they sure as fuck don't act like it. Crime has escalated in the last few months, and not the usual street-level or so-called organized crimes. I'm talking about self-proclaimed super-criminals. This town seems to attract them like buzzards to carrion.

They've gotten bolder, more aggressive staking their claims. The situation I'm in now is a result of it. A few weeks back, someone hires my old friend Rin to assassinate the super named Walkiria. Someone armed her exceptionally well if she thought she could kill a class 4 like Walkiria and Rin isn't known to take such high-profile targets cheap. Anyway, she fails but managed to escape and my guess is she split the country because I couldn't find trace of her afterwards. I went looking for her bat-shit insane, on-again/off-again partner Poison, figuring if anyone knows where Rin went, it's her. I didn't get to her first sadly, that pissed off super-commie that supposedly sleeps with Walkiria did. Put Poison in the hospital after punching her around the street for a bit. Figures. If I had the same super-powers ultra-commie-liberal-lesbian did, Poison wouldn't be free to add more to her already impressive body-count. Laser vision through the eye socket.

I make it a point to visit Poison in the hospital, but she'd already broken out when I get there, and it looks like she had guardian angels she probably didn't know about. Chemically enhanced women with impressive firepower who opened fire on the hospital, buying her time to escape. Neo-Nazi's by their symbology, well-trained and very militant. They match a group of similar women who tried to hold up a bank last week and were stopped by an unknown pair of supers. Might even be attached to the same person who tried to have Wall-E murdered. They killed a dozen or so police officers and wounded two dozen more. Poison added three hospital workers, two cops and a tourist to her tally, giving them her distinctive "Poison Lines". That was two nights ago.

Angie calls to tell me that a major gun battle is occuring at the alley between 2nd & Cross, downtown. It's just after midnight. Suspects match Poison and these neo-Nazis. Apparently they must have had a falling out or just aren't used to how Poison shows her appreciation. Whatever the reason, I swing the van around and head in that direction at top speed. Hopefully I can get to the fireworks before they are over this time. Tonight I make a vow that Poison has killed her last victim. This city is rotting and I fully intend to disinfect it. I am La Femme Punisher.
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Poison watched the van pull up and La Femme Punisher get out, carrying her trademark .45's in each hand. Her eyes widened and she suppressed the urge to laugh out loud instead continuing to toss the trail of spent shell casings around the corner of the apartment complex. She could hear the crunch from that bitch's boots as she stalked towards the glittering brass piles. Letting the last handful drop quietly onto the asphalt she looked up at her allies, old and new, lying in wait all around her. This was going to be too good. Her mouth widened into a sinister grin as she whispered softly.

"Ladies, it's almost funtime."

Story by the uber talented

Rin, Poison and La Femme Punisher are all property of and used with his kind permission.

I support