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Hidden sides
So now she knew. She knew, but nothing had really changed. Yes, she had given him hope, but Lobo still hated waiting. Even though he had lived for so long and even though he had eternity on his side, the Czarnian was remarkably impatient. It was a rare thing if he didn't want things to happen straight away, and didn't mind waiting ( Read more... ) -
Bringing some news
As Lobo was stomping his way up the road to Leela's house, he wondered for the thousand time how the frag she had managed to turn him into such a softie. He sort of felt guilty, because no matter what he had thought and said last he saw her, about her being alone, he had once again gone off. But at least it hadn't been for his own profit or ( Read more... ) -
((RP via mail and continuation))
After he left Sin, the Main Man took a detour by his bunker on his way to Leela's house. It was officially a job after all, and he never went out on a job without a few guns, knives and explosives, no matter what the job were ( Read more... ) -
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The scrapyard was obviously not a normal one. It probably was at some point, but not anymore. It was littered with craters from explosions, but that was the least of it. In the middle there was something that looked like a tower made of scrap-metal, but that on closer inspection was a space-ship ( Read more... ) -
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The doors to the garage were thrown open hard enough for them to shatter. The Main Man strode in, fuming. He liked anger, he liked rage, but something was off. In an attempt to calm down, he grabbed one of the many bottles of very potent booze and chugged it down. It didn’t work and the empty bottle was crushed in his hand.
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Leela had failed the test. In a way, he was disappointed, but also pleased. More easy money for him, not to mention free access to booze and sex. He'd just wait until she'd healed up again, then he'd pay her a visit.
But, for now, the Czarnian man reclined on the old ratty couch in his garage, bottle of the ye olde gut-rot in hand. -
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Lobo was getting bored. Very very bored. Picking random fights and hooking up with girls in Nexus was fine and dandy, but it was starting to get dull ( Read more... ) -
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Lobo finally came back to his garage torn, bloody and oh-so very satisfied ( Read more... ) -
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It really had been a good idea to go back to Nexus. As Lobo finally came back to the garage again, for the third time, he was a pretty well-to-do man. Not only had he gotten the job to ransack and blow up a government base, he had run into that chick Leela again. That had lead to not only another round of brutal sex, but also a job to train her in ( Read more... ) -
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Lobo was in a foul mood when he came stalking back to the garage. There had been no more fight, no more women, hardly even any more booze. Simply put; he was bored out of his skull ( Read more... )