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Locusts pt.2Heh, bugs are stupid. She stands next to Prophet watching a section of field burn itself out, empty gas containers at her feet. What do you mean? Well we didnt do anything to contain the locusts yet weve gotten almost all of them. Fuck, theyre jumping into the fire. Thats just not right. Well, you know that locusts are just grasshoppers that mutate on a genetic level due to overcrowding. I think theyre not right to begin with. Removing her goggles, she turns to Prophet.Locusts pt.2


LocustsThere was nothing but red on the horizon as she barreled down the dusty highway on Johnny Lee, he beloved crotch rocket. The vibration of it rattled her teeth, punctuated by flies hitting the face mask of her helmet. It was hard to tell if it was night or day anymore. She couldnt remember when she started to ride or what reason was great enough to make her want to leave the OutPost. There was food, hot showers and most of all booze there. Behind her, she could see a large cloud rising, black and fluid. It was impossible to judge how far away it was but it wasLocusts


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Theyre cruising down the highway at an acceptable speed for a ticket. She lets down her thick ebony hair, done up with chopsticks, curls and hair spray. Charcoal make-up is still smudged on in an almost elegant way. The exertion of performing leaves sweat still drying on her skin. They skipped out early after the show. Just in time to miss the rounds of drinks and congratulations and questions. She has always hated that part, much preferring to crawl back into her head after such a large display of exhibitio
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