-2067, 5th of August, somewhere in the middle of New Zealand.-

=3rd Person POV=

As we gaze upon the cloudy, mist-veiled country - specifically in a small, unspecified town close to a large mountain and a valley of trees - especially large ones, we find two men - sat at a park.

Upon closer look, the two men looked irritated at something - but it wasn't specified which one was angry for what reason. The larger of the two was sat upon the swings there - albeit they were too small, and the shorter one was atop the swing set itself - sitting on top of it.

The shorter man had short blonde hair to his chin, grayish eyes, and a particularly mean mug on his foul face - wearing a navy blue puffer jacket.

The bigger of the two, however, had decently-long black hair to his nape - gray eyes, with a frown on his face - also wearing a puffer jacket, except his was black.

And, right before them, were the objects of their dissatisfaction - that being a group of three children playing basketball in the court and a woman who just wouldn't stop talking.

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They were both looking at someone each, the giant looking at some children passing by, enjoying their youth. The other was staring straight at a woman's ass, without any regard for anyone who would be watching. Then, they both stared at each other, nodded, and enacted a 'plan'.

The lanky man quickly ran up beside the children, kicked himself in the shin before they could notice, and fell into them, knocking all of their candy to the floor. He quickly stood up, and said in his deep voice,

"Sorry, bye!"

And with that, he ran off and dashed behind a corner, quickly sitting on the closest seat he could find. Then, he pulled out a ragged orange truckers cap, sat it upon his long greasy hair, and tucked himself further into his jacket.

On the other hand, his friend ran up, copped a handful of her ass, and sprinted for cover. Unlike his friend, he came crashing into the corner when he tried to turn it, got up, and yelled,

"SHE'S COMING!"

And they both got up and sprinted away, making it from the seats to the next street in five seconds, quite the sprint. And that 'sprint' is why they've collapsed onto the floor, in the middle of a filthy street, catching a breath.

Then, they suddenly stopped, and shot a glance at each other. They both started howling, before getting back up and sprinting down the street, taking a left to the local park. They then climbed up the monkey bars, took a seat on the playground slide, top and bottom, and stopped laughing to catch their breaths.

"Dude, that was fucking awesome!"

The greasy-haired man said, picking out a piece of corn from in between his teeth and eating it. His friend stretched his arms out, and said,

"Damn. That ladies ass felt like magic or something. Like a cushion in my goddamn hand! Might go back for some more later actually..."

"Fuck no man! Never slap twice in the same day, remember the last time you tried that? You lost a canine man, but that shit was funny as FUCK though."

"Hey man, fuck you. Yeah man, fuck you in particular."

"Fuck you too man, fuck you especially."

"Yeah."

They sat in silence for about five minutes, before they both sat up, went to the swings, pushed the kids on them off, and sat down, then looked at each other.

-"I'm bored. The fuck do we do now?"-

They sat in the silence again, before the 'trucker' had an 'amazing' idea. So, with that shitty idea in mind, he pitched it.

"Wanna go play chicken with a train?"

"The fuck did you just say Mulock?"

The greaser, now named Mulock, said,

"Come on, Caleb. Grow a pair, it doesn't matter if we die anyways. Not like we have anything to do in life. Neither of us got jobs we like, we're both depressed and depressing, and we are kind of the waste of this town. Even by shit stain standard we're bad."

"Hm. True."

Caleb took all of ten seconds to contemplate that, before he said,

"Sure. Fuck it."

And so, Tweedle-dee and Tweedle-dumb ran off to the train tracks, and threw themselves in between trains for a few days.

And, of course, it ended badly. While they were ducking between, they accidentally jumped at the same time, slamming head first into each other, and ended up straight smack-dab in the middle of the tracks, and were promptly ran through.

Oh, but that wasn't the end, definitely not.

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I'll continue here later.