Yo Rimworldaz!!! Back again with the Terror Squad!
After crash landing on this beautiful tropical location cursed by permanent, eternal, everlasting Summer, The Terror Squad get straight to work on setting up a place to hunker down. Shelter is a must as T-Mon and Zak are enemies of Daylight (for different reasons of course)...
We are unsure of T-Mon and Zak's history together; all's we know is that both of them hail from a planet called Novaroma:
A planetoid with ministries of permits, gated suburbs, over-cities, undercities, and megacity overhalls. Native novaromans work as clerks, officials, food couriers, taxi drivers, and retail workers. High-underlords and their undertroops sometimes attack those living there. People carry revolvers and knives as personal weapons. Seismic quake-generation devices, cluster bombs, and nuclear suitcase-bombs have been deployed there. Described in code-comments as [...] a planetoid covered in a vast city, ruled by a bureaucracy, however the canonicity of such comments is unclear. [8] The line of highmates found on the colony's rimworld fit the fashions of Novaroma.
They both lived in the city of Camorr. T-Mon was a hotshot of a Crime Syndicate known for their network of "Entertainment" establishments. T-Mon ran a clique that dealt primarily with consumers looking to experience life as a High-Man being. T-Mon ran a nightclub on Mulberry Street. In T-Mon's own words:
“In all the five boroughs, I'm known, forget about it, I'm known all over the fuckin' world! Anybody, ask anybody, about T-Mon from Mulberry Street! You're pissing up the wrong fuckin' tree my friend."
T-Mon sleep talks occasionally, sharing glimpses of his violent past:
"You need people like me! You need people like me so you can point your FUCKIN' fingers and say, “That’s the bad guy.” So… what that make you? Good? You”re no good. You just know how to hide, and lie. Me, I don’t have that problem. Me, I always tell the truth. Even when I lie. So say goodnight to the bad guy!"
Hide? Is this about betrayal? Lie? Who's he talkin to? Bad guy? Known in the five boroughs?
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The two would spend countless hours together. T-Mon would do most of the work as Zak exercised his childlike wonder, sometimes skydreaming, sometimes floordrawing and often times watching T-Mon with his very skill hands and intense focus. They built a functional home together.
How did the two meet? According to T-Mon he found Zak breaking into his own Grandma's medicine cabinet in search for the next high (Zak's Grandma is a cleaner at one of T-Mon's Candy Shop-Escort-Disco joint's downtown; her living quarters housed within the establishment; she often gets these oval seeds in ziplocked packets from T-Mon as presents, being encouraged to, "Proliferate the herb for the good of Novaroma, Grandma!")
...An 11 year old with a mind for the higher pursuits in life...he may just become the perfect High-Man being! So Zak was taken under T-Mon's wing and they've been together ever since...
...just a little over three weeks 🤣🤣🤣.
So the Nights continued and the Days did too.
T-Mon harbours dreams of being a big man in the criminal underworld, whilst Zak dreams of being the High-Man on his new playground. Zak suggested their home should be called Rimtown ("...as you traverse through the Rim you shall discover awesome terrors that'll make the Gods weep...")
They slept during the Day and was blessed by every Moon. Visitors would occasionally sojourn through Rimtown...
...But sojourners received no reception because the Terror Squad really didn't give a Frenchman's fuck. (Better to come at night!)
Reading was Zak's favourite pastime. He loved reading. He was a simple lad.
T-Mon's guilty pleasure is gorging on...
...whilst Zak had to be force fed when it came to eating. The boy would complain about the food's strange and bitter taste...
T-Mon would also destroy entire packets of...
...which smelled like what Zak was eating...but somehow sweeter!!! What is this juice??? Is T-Mon trying to teach him a faster way to eat? By drinking his food??? What is this juice??? Just think how much time Zak can save if he could drink his food instead!!!
"Eating's for losers!"
-- Zak.
So one afternoon Zak found T-Mon knocked out after demolishing about three and a half Hemogen Packets. Unbeknownst to Zak, T-mon actually consumed all four packets but his gut wasn't cooperating so he vomited about half a packet back into an empty packet. That's when T-Mon passed out screaming...
"...point your FUCKIN' fingers and say, “That’s the bad guy.” I am known!!!
...and that's when Zak...
...discovered a new way to experience the High-Man life.
(TBC)