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Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 135: The sad man's wedding
As depressing as hiring yourself a group of friends was, Corey and his women were able to steal the show and make the groom feel perfectly comfortable. Hai wife was surprised, and so was everyone. Mostly because of the variety of women that surrounded Corey. The stroy they went with was that Corey was one of the groom's oldest friends, and he was coming to the wedding with his women. A few of them were the groom's friends. They brought gifts and by the time the boring vows had been done, and they could go to the reception and watch the couple and their family dance, Corey was relaxed. Verosika, Pamela and Yumiko caught the bride's attention. And they were dancing around her while having a conversation. Borba was drinking with one of the groomsmen, while Misha avoided everyone as much as they avoided her. Well except for the bounty hunters who were trying to make conversations with her for the wrong reasons. Gogo was dancing with a little kid, she'd made him a horse from a balloon so
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 136: Tight Buckeroo
Corey gave directions to where the best man would be so Eleanora went after him the very next day. Corey followed closely, keeping an eye on her. He crossed the threshold of the hotel the man had been staying in. Eleanora was handling him.The best man checked out a couple of minutes ago. Corey told Eleanora to follow him until he was far out of the town before she did anything. He also warned her to be careful with whatever she did. No loud noises or smoke in case she chose to burn him. Before the cleaners could come to the room, Corey was snooping around. There had to be something that the man forgot to take. His efforts were rewarded when Corey found a stack of notes sent to him the bounty hunter from someone in the bad lands. Corey took them and disappeared just as the cleaners were arriving. He found Eleanora, as she was disposed of the body and his car. She sent everything into the lake nearby, with stacks of rocks to keep it down. Her satisfied expression told Corey that kill
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 137: Death
The small box contained a key to something. The key was bland, and ordinary. If Corey wasn't a curious Nancy he might have overlooked it and thought nothing of it. But the question he got stuck on made him analyze the key even more. What would a bounty hunter be doing with an ordinary key? And why would he keep it in a box? The box looked far better and possibly more expensive than the key. The question pegged Corey over and over until he couldn't take it anymore. They skimmed over the contents of each bag, in a hurry to find something that would need a key. Laverna had to take a break to text her new lover and Corey hadn't eaten anything. Of course food was for the weak so he focused intensely on his search. More questions came with each item that he found. They made some kind of puzzle. Corey tried to fit the pieces together, yet he was failing at something. Taking a moment back, to rest and refuel his brain, Corey asked NewAge for a package of the game. He read through the bad g
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 138: the reunion
The shock of finding out that most of the gamers that he had met online, the gamers who plenty of people obsessed over were no more. It made Corey angry first Erogo was fuckin with his past trauma, then for some reason he started killing people off. Why? What did he stand to gain from doing that? Most of the gamers were just kids. Even someone like kat was considered a child. She was still very young. Not as young as him. Even though she was alive, Corey felt she was hanging off the spectrum. She didn't look too great, she puffed her chest as she sobbed. He had a moment where he felt so bad for her. But this was none of their faults. A greater power was at play. Corey paused to ask himself, could it be possible that Erogo was creating an army with those gamers? That sounded ridiculous because the god had more than he needed. So what was the point of killing so many?What did those people do to him?Corey waited for NewAge to bring him some good news about the dead gamers. Corey could
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 139: Ugly treasures
"Who is she?" Yumiko asked, somehow when Corey went to get dinner-The door broke down and Borba shoved her hand in, grabbed him by the throat and dragged him out of the room shouting at him for not eating anything- yeah, somewhere along being forced to eat, Yumiko had snuck into his room. She was sniffing Kat, turning her around like she was a piece of fabric. This is part of the reason Corey like Yumiko, she had zero tact. She didn't bother to word things perfectly and she didn't understand ninety percent of everything she goes through. Kat let out a strangled sound. "Can she put me down? I'm still trying to see if I believe this is real or not?" Kat eyed Corey. In all her life of simping on the gamer, she didn't think he was this handsome because of how secretive he was. Revealing his face was a no go. And he hardly spoke out loud but she had gotten to like him due to his brilliant game plays. Now she was in front of him, he has powers, her best friend is alive, and there's this
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game Chapter 140
If Corey had a dime for every time he was abruptly woken up, he'd be ….. quiet broke but really frustrated. This time it was Verosika who woke him up. She had jumped on top of him while he slept. Laid no mercy to his chest. Corey grunted, and pleaded for the patience to not attack the person who broke through his sleep by throwing them out the window."Wakey wakey. We have a dilemma."Corey rolled over, and dropped Verosika on her back. She made a moaning sound, before screeching when he dropped his weight on her went back to sleep. "Corey you're smothering me, you ass!""Not my problem." He mumbled. She squirmed, and hit his shoulders several times but he wouldn't even budge. Soon Corey was able to pass off to sleep, only to have it disrupted again when the door flew open. Pamela made her presence known, kat tracking slowly behind her friend. "Corey, Mikayla said we have a quest to do and we're finally there. Verosika, what are you doing?" She rasped. The imp queen rolled her eye
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 141: Mother Dearest
"If two plus two is four. And four plus four is eight. What in the cosmic is this?" Mikayla voiced what everyone was thinking. The quest had been unexpected in such a way that corey could not describe. They'd arrived at a classroom. The so called puzzles they were supposed to solve seemed nonexistent as three teachers filed into the room, and told them to take their seats. They would have to volunteer each level on who would solve the problem. Which meant just Misha, Corey, Mikayla, and Pamela would be swapping. Pamela wasn't even sure why she volunteered. Well maybe it was because the other women flatly refused. Borba claimed it was unethical for an orc to do such menial task. Verosika said queen aren't nerds. Which Mikayla took offense too. Gogo said out loud that she was definitely not book smart, so unless they wanted to fail they would leave her out of it. Eleanora had no clue about math or anything, dragon mages were not taught that. And Kat said nothing but Pamela answered for
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 142; Don't talk about scars
Gogo wasn't meant to see the actual wounds, and Corey mother threw up. Having seen the actual damage she had caused due to her codependency made her feel worse than a monster. The sores were almost painful to stare but gogo kept her eyes on them. Corey wasn't paying any attention to who was watching him, he was feeling vengeful glaring down at his mother like she had cursed him. In a way, she definitely cursed him. She was supposed to be his guardian, instead she chose to turn on him. If Larry had left her after a week, she likely would have married someone far worse. His mother had really bad taste. And Corey always suffered for it. "Corey, I'm sorry." She vomited again. He only glared, this was even half of his injuries. The scars he used to have around his back and chest had healed over the years, they were hardly visible. But his arms. They suffered refusing to even heal. "Look at me." Corey commanded and his mother sobbed. This was her personal hell. Having to see the actual
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