User:The bard

My Neighborhood: PLEASANTVILLE Mortimer Goth * My sordid story begins with Bella gone for good and Mortimer being smart enough to peep on Dina and realize she's cheating on him (hey that's what the telescope on his roof is for). Mortimer wanted something to fulfill his life. After spying someone else peeping on him and slapping him silly, he realized his true calling... fighting and brawling! Donning a leather jacket, a rugged beard, a cigarette mod, and armed with the fight club mod, he fights anyone, anywhere. After a trip to the Far East and buying a private residence, he got his body skill up in his own dojo, learned how to teleport from a ninja, met the wise old man, got a lot of sucky sucky and watched several nasty shows for a measly 5 simoleons, and most importantly practiced his fighting skills by beating up some locals. Only few were actually worth fighting, as contrary to the movies, most East Asians don't know martial arts, as most were skinny overworked drones or David Bowie look-a-likes with tight pants and long permed hair (who were also skinny). After going back to Pleasantville, he added a basement to his house complete with fighting arena, and recruited members to his Kick-Ass Club, with young and old beating each other up to a pulp nightly, then gratifying themselves with the various poor low-class women in the neighborhood upstairs afterward. Don Lothario was dragged in and bled to death after blocking an axe with his face (an object courtesy of Paladin). Dina was *censored* by many *censored* and was forced to *censored* several *censored* one after the other. She committed suicide soon after out of shame (using the Tombstone of Life and Death). Cassandra ran away and took Alexander with him Downtown, but unfortunately moved into that haunted house with trees and died. Alexander continued to reside in the house and got turned into a vampire. He became the one to eventually end Mortimer's reign of terror with a fatal neck bite, but not before Mortimer had turned the community into a hellhole, ripe to be overrun by The Zombie Apocalypse that was the result of the Veronaville feud.

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