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Posted by Madison Dyson - 07-06-2018, 12:53 PM
Madison awakens just in time to KICK OUT!

How the fuck did I end up in a library, libraries are for POORS!

Madison sees Kid Kool and naturally assumes he drugged and intended to rape her in the bathroom here.

RAAAAAAPE!! RAAAAAAAPE!!!!
Posted by Kid Kool - 07-06-2018, 12:23 PM


Madison is at a library, reading adult lit. She is feeling very happy, as some 80s music plays softly in the background. She lifts a slushee to her lips, but the librarian tells her she must wait till she exits to have drinks or food. Madison chuckles at this, before dropping the book. She saunters toward the librarian, and pours slush all over the innocent woman's head. Madison cackles, viciously.............









....................when from outta nowhere, Kid Kool takes Madison by surprise with a bulldog from behind. The librarian is startled, but glad to see someone take up for her. Kid then pulls Madison to her feet, shoves her a bit, hops back a step, before STRIKING with a devestating superkick, leaving Dyson out cold. The librarian asks how she could repay he Kid, who responds by handing her a ref shirt.


The old lady beams, and slips the shirt on, counting the 1... 2... ???