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| "No more mutilations!" "No more carving or slicing!" The screams could be heard from miles around as the angry pumpkins marched on their vines through the the small towns. "We have our revenge!" "No more brutal killing of our kind!" The screams of anger and rage echoed through the small towns and across the rolling hills as the Sinister Pumpkins marched ever closer. They were heavily equipped with armors of chain mail and swords. The storm had given them skeletal like hands, hard bone glimmering white against the moonlight. They were prepared for the battle of their lives.....and prepared to take the lives of anyone who would rise up to oppose them.... "They tossed us away as common garbage, one broken stem and we were worthless to them!" The soulmate stood quietly staring over the deep ridge and glaring with red hellish eyes underneath thin slits at the helpless and unknowing little town. "What will become of us come morning?" The evil pumpkin leader stood silent for a moment, rocking on his vines as he stared contently on the now sleeping town. "Easy my dear one.... they will wake to nothingness, they will suffer as we have suffered...they will all be dead by morning's light" |
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