The Heisters in Kivotos
- LECTURAS 180
- Votos 7
- Partes 4
***CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR PAYDAY 2 AND BLUE ARCHIVE***
**somewhat of a crack fic i guess**
It was over, the payday gang raided the White house, stole some pardons, killed the dentist and now all that was left was for them to use the device and complete the greatest heist of all. However due to an unfortunate mistake and a last ditch effort to complete the heist, the device went haywire... and now the heisters are in place where... bulletproof schoolgirls have guns and shoot eachother???
This is the story of how the heisters (and some old friends) rebuild their reputation in the world of crime, try to live in a day to day life in this chaotic world, meet new friends and steal fat loads of cash and get their Payday.
"Alright gang just like old times, Let's do this!"
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