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Fandom(s): Bioshock
WARNINGS: MAJOR cursing, mentions of Jack harvesting the little sisters, everyone is a bitch, crack-fic.
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Jack played his fingers against the casing of the dangerous gun in his hand, the trigger glinting in the low lamp-lights of 'Rapture's Finest'.
The slug in his hand squirmed as he squeezed it experimenatally, reddy-brown pus oozing out of its slick skin.
"The little girls were monsters Brigid." He groused to the lady on the other side of his half-broken shortwave.
Tenenbaum narrowed her eyes. She was exceedingly done with Jack's bullshit. So, she spilt that fuckin' tea.
"Herr Jack, you're being a little bitch."
Jack gasped, offended. "I'm just— uh—"
"Hush it. You're a murderer and a cheat. Go die, goodbye."
Jack then cried on the floor, sobs being heard throughout Rapture.
What a nerd.
THE END
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