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[Tsar]

@Pixel--Dude That was another nicely written story.

Post your story when you finish @Lucas88

[Tsar]

Covax Zombies: The Rise of Cornfed

@Cornfed had long since journeyed to Texas. Mexico, while not as impacted by the Covax Zombie apocalypse was experiencing food scarcity. @Tsar's theories from 2022 regarding a future outbreak of Covax Zombies had proven accurate and Cornfed often thought about his visionary acquaintance. What had become of Tsar? He didn't know because much of North America was still a Mad Max type world.

He joined an encampment of survivors. Cornfed was a man with a warrior spirit, a skilled politician, a man of good character, a believer in Christ, and a teacher. He quickly integrated to become a valued member of the community.

He often remembered his first day of arrival. He saw a girl by the name of Daisy. She was a little too young at the time having just begun her first year as a true teenager but she had quickly aged into her adulthood, biologically, after almost two years. He also had a thing for Daisy because she was unvaccinated.

He was off early to prepare for his English lesson, philosophy lesson, and theology lesson. He had also become Patriarch Cornfed, and had converted many residents to Orthodoxy as well as legitimate antisemitism.

Daisy was dressed in her usual skimpy outfits. Today she had on a cowgirl cat, with a tied-front crop top revealing a good view of the busty girl's cleavage, hot pant denim shorts, and boots. She sort of looked like a Daisy Duke but much more beautiful and cuter with outfits that were much more skimpy. She was leaning over to clean the windshield of her car. The whale tail and straps of her thong came into view. Cornfed stopped to stare at her, a girl of prime breeding material, and when she looked up, she saw Cornfed looking, and waved "Hey Mr. Cornfed, what do ya think?"
Cornfed's heart and mind was racing. He wanted to have Daisy. He wanted to push her against her freshly shined car, slide down her shorts, and pound her. But he wanted to play it cool and keep things respectable. He was a respectable gentleman of the community. Cornfed said "It's a beautiful car as always, but of course you're more beautiful, Daisy."
Daisy said "Aww, that's soo sweet of you, Mr. Cornfed."
Cornfed asked Daisy if she would meetup with him tonight before the founding ceremony. He had finished making a special mead and has been making a special barbeque.
Daisy said that she would love to and said "See ya at class, and later tonight."
Cornfed thought his aging heart was going to give out. He didn't expect the girl to agree.

Cornfed could not stop looking at the girl more than usual in class. Tonight, he had to make his move, and make Daisy his girl. After class, Daisy dropped her books, and bent down to pick them up. Cornfed rushed over and knelt down to help. His gaze met her cleavage and then her eyes. He was blushing and if it was an anime, it's possible his nose would have started bleeding. Daisy asked "Are you feeling alright Mr. Cornfed? You're looking a little red?"
Cornfed replied "Just a little nervous about the large celebration tonight. Too much noise. We can't let out guard down because we need to stay vigilant. There's the Clan led by the brutal Warlord and then there's the cannibals who call themselves Reavers. They're more dangerous than the Covax Zombies. We've heard stories from people who escaped what they've done."
Daisy smiled and said "Always prepared as usual, I see. Just like any good leader."
Cornfed thought to himself "Is she doing these things on purpose to be a tease or is she just a little clumsy and unaware? I guess I will find out tonight."

Later that evening, the festivities began. Cornfed brought a sample of his mead and Daisy tried it. She thought it was amazing and better than the local beer. She said she would be bringing him an apple pie and meet him at his place.

Cornfed thought that he has this down and will surely win over Daisy. Tonight is going to be his night. It would be one of the best nights of his life. Suddenly, the mood was broken shortly after he was all set up for his special date with Daisy. He heard gunshots, motor engines revving, and screams. He saw the glow of fires and smelled smoke. He knew why this meant. It was an attack.

He grabbed his AK-47 and rushed to find Daisy but he was a minute too late. The apple pie that she had made was now a mushed glob on the dirt road. She screamed as a large, muscular bodybuilder man lifted her off her feet. He was wearing a Longhorn bull's head mask, a deerskin vest, and black leather pants, with military boots. He was the Warlord. He had henchmen with him.

Cornfed also saw Reavers. He didn't think it was possible. The Clan and the Reavers working together? They must have negotiated to split the residents of the community.

Cornfed shot the Warlord's two bodyguards but the Reavers, almost as fearless as the Covax Zombies, continued charging at him.

Daisy was screaming to Cornfed, asking him to save her. But he first had to deal with Reavers. He shot enough but one managed to push him down. The Reaver was screaming in an insane way, laughing crazily, and had empty eyes. His hair crafted in a punk hairstyle with spikes and a biker type outfit with studs and metal spikes. He was trying to bite a chunk of flesh from Cornfed and was saying "Tasty! I bet you're tasty!"
Cornfed had a pistol holstered on his belt but couldn't get it. He reached for his knife and plunged it into the Reaver's skull. With all these Reavers dead, he chose to rescue Daisy. She was his priority more than the settlement.
The Warlord didn't care about Daisy's screaming because he could takedown survivors, Reavers, and Covax Zombies. He meetup with more people of the Clan. They bound Daisy's hands and the Warlord's girlfriend used scissors to cut off Daisy's crop top and whispered into Daisy's ear "We'll be scissoring later tonight" and the Warlord unzipped his fly. His leather pants were bulging.
The Warlord said "A sweet little thing like you is gonna enjoy this! You're right to be scared. This is gonna hurt and that's what makes it fun! You'll accept your new life in my Clan!"
Daisy was crying and closed her eyes. This was going to be her first time. She thought "I'm gonna get raped..."
But then she heard a gunshot and opened her eyes. It was Cornfed and the Warlord was shot pointblank in the back of the head.
The Warlord's girlfriend surrendered as did all the other members of the Clan. The Warlord was dead and they would choose a new Warlord.
Cornfed had the Clan untie Daisy and he gave the shaken girl his jacket. But then there was the sound of rustling, breaking branches, heavy breathing, and the closer it became, the louder it would become. It was the Covax Zombies...not just one or several, it was probably a horde.
Cornfed ran with Daisy as fast as they could. They made it back to town to see dismembered body parts of some of the residents, some girls were getting raped by warriors of the Clan, and shootouts.
One of the Reavers pushed his gun into a girl's ass and started raping her p***y. He licked the girl's neck and gave her a light cut on her shoulder and licked her blood. He said laughing with an empty eyes, an indication of his insanity "I'll let you be my bitch if I like you. You want me to like you? You don't wanna have a bullet inside your ass do ya?"
The girl was crying and was getting violated. The Reaver was slapping her face and laughing sadistically and shouting "Yes! Just like that! Cry louder! Louder!" Cornfed had thought about leaving that girl to the Reaver, he only cared about protecting Daisy, but thought that he could help from a distance. He had gotten good at shooting.
He drew his pistol and shot. It struck the Reaver's skull and blood splattered. The Reaver dropped onto the girl, his dick still inside her, a crazy grin on his face, and the girl was crying and screaming at the same time but also relieved to be alive.
Cornfed took Daisy to his bunker. He spent more than one year working on it. It was stocked with mead, jerky, foods he had canned, and he was a prepper. He told Daisy that they could survive for one month but he would go out tomorrow to check.
Daisy thanked him and said "You're my hero, Mr. Cornfed."
Cornfed said "Daisy, the truth is, I want you to be my wife. I've liked you for a long time."
Daisy replied "I liked you too Mr. Cornfed. I knew you were cool but tonight you were super cool."
Cornfed took Daisy's virginity and impregnated her that night. It was a night of passion and wild sex. Cornfed had been searching his life for a girl like Daisy, a girl of prime breeding material, and would have liked to tell @Tsar, @MarcosZeitola, and all his old forum friends about it.

In the aftermath of the tragedy, Cornfed became the new the leader of the settlement and eventually his rise to even greater power by expanding it into a territory that would come to be known as the Patriarchate of Cornfed, with Daisy City as the capital, named after his teenage Texan wife Daisy.

[Tsar]

Here's a new writing prompt:
It should have a Old Western vibe but can be in any genre. @Mercer is in the Western and so is @Pixel--Dude. Including anyone else on the forum is optional.

[Tsar]

DISCLAIMER: Despite having some of my recent life events in this story, it's purely fiction. I would never do what I write about in this story unless I was an actual Mafia Boss. Since I'm not a Mafia Boss, this is just a fantasy story and only a day dream of one possible thing that I might consider if I was a Mafia Boss.

Death of an Assistant Chef



It was a rainy winter day on a cloudy November morning on a street somewhere in Eastern Europe. Tsar, secretly the boss of the Tsar Crime Family, a rising star in the international criminal underworld, had been insulted by a lowly worm. The man was a mediocre restaurant worker and what he did was snort at Tsar.
Tsar would often take walks and no one would expect that Tsar was a mafia boss. Six Black SUVs with tainted windows and a luxury sedan with tinted windows pulled down the street when one of Tsar's informants alerted them to the man's arrival. The cars screeched to an abrupt stop. Groups of Mafiosi enforcers and goons stepped out of the SUVs with guns drawn. One of Tsar's henchmen had the most powerful baton and was beating the man.



The man fell to the ground and Tsar stepped out of his car. The lowly worm then saw Tsar's face and realized why this was happening to him. Tsar grabbed a taser and shocked the man until he passed out.
Bystanders were in shock because they were held at gunpoint. Tsar's enforcers had agents on the ground with cellphone jammers on every street block for a 3 kilometer radius. The security cameras and CCTV in the area had been destroyed the night before by low ranking petty criminals.
The lowly restaurant worker had his mouth, hands, and ankles bound, and tossed into the back of one of the SUVs. They sped off to the warehouse district.
At the warehouse, the man, awoke to find himself tied to a chair. He looked around afraid and nervous. Dozens of Mafiosi were in the warehouse.
Tsar was sitting in another chair and drinking a fine wine and having a gourmet Italian meal. He noticed his guest had finally awakened from his nap and said "You insulted me. You snorted at me for no reason, on multiple occasions. Why would you continuously disrespect and provoke someone you don't know? People could be dangerous and I am a very dangerous man. I don't look like I am dangerous but looks can be deceiving! You know what they say about the devil? The Lucifer in the Bible is said to be the most beautiful of all the angels but beneath that beauty is evil!"
The man was trembling and one of Tsar's enforcers ripped the tape from the man's mouth. He winced as it pulled at his slight mustache.
Tsar said "Tell me, why did you disrespect me?"
He muttered and stuttered "It was a mistake."



Tsar looked at one of his enforcers who used a baton on the man's arm. It was so forceful that everyone heard the bone break. The man screamed.
Tsar looked again, unphased by the torture of this human vermin who insulted him, and said "A mistake is something you do once and realize it was a mistake. I'll ask you again. Why did you disrespect me? Why did you snort at me?"
He looked at Tsar and was crying from the pain and burst out "I'm sorry. I thought you were a Muslim refugee or a gypsy."
Tsar got his own baton and said "You insulted me, personally, and while I am neither, I knew your intention. It's not okay to insult anyone with a deeply personal insult!"
Tsar whacked the man against his ribs and several broke in loud cracks. The man coughed up some blood.
The man looked at Tsar and said "Please! Stop! Please!" and was crying.
Tsar looked at one of his enforcers who was holding a hammer and requested it. Tsar bashed the man's hands and broke every bone in both. The man was screaming.
Tsar said "I could stop but I won't. You didn't stop disrespecting me. Be grateful that I am not having my men slaughter your entire family. I'm a just man and a fair man, but you hurt me deeply and you wounded my pride. You provoked this. You invited ill intent by choosing to insult someone like the fallen angel Lucifer. You targeted someone who looked weak and fragile, but they were strong and hardened. Now, the victimizer, you, had become the victim, by the one who you thought you could victimize."
The man was crying and pleading. He had a young child in the world and his wife was another low-wage worker. She would struggle and their child would lose a lot in life.
Tsar looked coldly into the man's eyes and said "I often give amnesty to people who disrespect me. That is, if they offer me friendship or respect, then I will offer them a blank slate. If someone offends me once and repents, then I will forgive them. But you, who doesn't even know me, chose to disrespect me and antagonize me. I don't forgive random strangers who target me or anyone. Sadly, your wife is going to become a widow, and your child will lose their father. They'll know you were killed when you don't return and you probably won't be found."
Tsar had one of his men use a sedative injection on the man. They awoke a mile off the coast of the harbor and then the man saw that his feet were in heavy concrete blocks. A mini crane on the ship had him dangling over the water. Tsar had a powerful laser capable of cutting rope in one hand and gun in the other. He said "Choose your death! Drowning or a bullet!"
The man said with despair and who resigned himself to his inescapable fate "Death by bullet."
Tsar smiled and laughed. Then all his men laughed. Tsar said "Did you really think I would offer you the option of choosing your death? A worm like you doesn't get a choice!"
Tsar shot the man in both his shoulders.
Tsar used the laser and it slowly burned away at the rope and then the concrete block crashed with a splash against the water below. The man quickly disappeared into the depths of the water. Drowning was a slow and primal way to die.
Now, the man who had wounded the pride of Mafia Boss Tsar by disrespect, was beneath the depths. He wouldn't be found for a long time. He would likely decompose and be eaten by sea creatures or bacteria. Such is the terrible fate of someone who wrongs Mafia Boss Tsar.
Tsar told his men "Remember, this is what happens to anyone who disrespects me without provocation! There is no mercy for the merciless! I'm a fair and just man! I often show more restraint but I was tired of this man. Know that I didn't kill him. The water did! He killed himself by choosing to set upon me! In life, one must sometimes kill to demonstrate authority and power. This world is harsh place and often cruel. I show mercy and I can forgive a lot. However, I do not forgive deep disrespect that hurts on a personal level. Remember! If you see anyone deeply disrespect me, then this is what will happen to anyone in the future."
The next morning, Tsar walked down the same street with a black umbrella while dressed in his suit, with two of his bodyguards with him this time. A cross and flowers and memorial altar with the dead man's picture had been placed on the scenes. A poster announcing a vigil for the man was going to be held. Tsar looked at his men and said "I'm a merciful man and a fair man. If I was a cruel man and ruthless, then I would have my men completely massacre everyone who attends his vigil. But I'm a merciful and fair man. Remember this."
They continued walking to continue their day. Tsar's driver pulled up and Tsar went into the back. One of his bodyguards took the umbrella.
Everyone, if they had any doubts, knew that Tsar was a cold and dangerous man. The world made him cold and he's known so much cruelty, that now Tsar had become a person capable of cruelty. Tsar was a noble and peaceful person but he would be extremely cruel to his worst enemies. If someone wants to make a move against Mafia Boss Tsar, they better kill him, because Tsar isn't a man to be trifled with.

[WilliamSmith]

The first writing prompt of the thread: Abducted.

Write a short story (can be as long or as short as you want) about @WilliamSmith getting abducted by aliens during one of his sailing trips.

Holy !@#$, I'm in! I'll come up with something soon and read the rest of your work later (looking forward to it). Thanks buddy.