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Stab the Glowing Slime

Weapons Smuggler/'collector'

In the dark underbelly of the city, there was a weapons dealer known only as Aggressive Angie. She was feared and respected by all who knew her for her ruthless demeanor and her insatiable thirst for power. Angie was a tall, imposing woman with a gaze as cold as ice and a voice that could strike fear into the hearts of even the bravest souls.Angie's reputation as a weapons dealer was unmatched. She had the deadliest arsenal in the city, from guns and knives to grenades and even more exotic and dangerous weapons. No one knew where she got her weapons from, and no one dared to ask. All they knew was that if you needed a weapon, Aggressive Angie was the one to go to.


However, Angie's aggression went beyond just her dealings in weapons. She was known to be merciless in her business dealings, often using intimidation and threats to get what she wanted. Those who crossed her quickly learned the error of their ways, as Angie's retribution was swift and brutal. Some whispered that she had made a deal with a dark entity that gave her supernatural powers, powers that she used to strike fear into the hearts of all who opposed her.One dark and stormy night, a young man named Jack found himself in need of a weapon. He had heard of Aggressive Angie and her reputation, but desperation drove him to seek her out. Jack nervously made his way to Angie's hidden lair, a secluded warehouse on the outskirts of the city.


As he approached the warehouse, Jack could feel a sense of unease creeping over him. The air was thick with tension, and the shadows seemed to move and shift as if they were alive. Jack hesitated for a moment, but the thought of what awaited him if he failed spurred him on.When Jack finally entered the warehouse, he was met with a chilling silence. The only sound was the soft hum of fluorescent lights overhead, casting a sickly green glow over the room. Jack called out for Angie, his voice echoing unnaturally in the empty space.


Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows. It was Angie, her eyes gleaming with a predatory light. She moved towards Jack, her steps slow and deliberate. Jack could feel the hair on the back of his neck stand on end as he met her gaze."Ah, you must be the one seeking a weapon," Angie said, her voice like knives cutting through the silence. "I have just the thing for you. But be warned, once you take it, there is no turning back."


Jack hesitated, but the thought of what he needed the weapon for drove him forward. He reached out a trembling hand as Angie handed him a small, unassuming box. Inside, Jack found a weapon unlike any he had ever seen before. It was sleek, black, and cold to the touch, with strange markings etched into the metal."This is no ordinary weapon," Angie said, her voice low and menacing. "This weapon will give you the power you seek, but at a terrible cost. Are you prepared to pay that price?"Jack nodded, his resolve hardening. He knew that Angie was not one to be trifled with, and he had come too far to turn back now. With a sinking feeling in his stomach, Jack took the weapon and made his way out of the warehouse.As he stepped out into the night, a sudden chill ran through him. The weapon in his hand seemed to pulse with a dark energy, and Jack could feel a sense of dread creeping over him. He knew that he had made a deal with the devil, and now he would have to face the consequences.


Days passed, and Jack began to notice a change in himself. He became more aggressive, more violent, consumed by a rage that he could not control. The weapon seemed to whisper dark thoughts into his mind, driving him to commit acts of unspeakable horror.Jack tried to resist, to fight back against the darkness that threatened to consume him. But it was no use. The weapon had taken hold of him, twisting his mind and soul until there was nothing left but a shell of the man he once was.In the end, Jack became nothing more than a puppet of the weapon, a slave to its dark power. And Aggressive Angie watched from the shadows, a cruel smile playing on her lips as she reveled in the destruction she had wrought.


And so the legend of Aggressive Angie, the ruthless weapons dealer, grew even darker, her name whispered in fear and awe by all who knew of her. For those who crossed her knew that her wrath was swift and merciless, and that once you dealt with Aggressive Angie, there was no turning back.Profile template by Lea.