Category: Heyme
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Linebacker
Linebacker was a short, stubby young boy. Linebacker was his first, middle, and last name. He was born to play football. Ever since the football player was three years old, he enjoyed smashing into his schoolmates in kindergarten, causing extreme pain, and in most cases, hospitalization. Linebacker’s motto was: “If it stands in…
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Hey, bebe
Heyme grinned as he gunned the engine on his new Maserati, speeding down the street. Ever since he had scammed the last billionaire, selling a two-dollar painting he made for 12 million dollars, Heyme had been spending his funds on useless items. “Eyyy, bebe!” he ran his sharp claws through his spiked dyed…
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Heyme’s Nerves
Heyme shrieked in agony as a slight breeze completed shattered the bottom on his vertebrae. He collapsed to the ground, groaning, and writhing like a decapitated snake. Heyme shouted like a dying moose, calling the police and whoever had witnessed his murder. Heyme’s acting skills were legendary in these parts of the world. He pointed…
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Heymei goes to London
Heymei cackled gleefully as he walked off his 50% off flight from New York to London. Huge, towering buildings surrounded the tiny airport as Heymei waved his hand for a taxicab. Ever since his alter-ego, Anime-watcher, had been to Japan, he would never be the same visiting other countries. A cab pulled up to…
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Nani?
The Anime Watcher looked up from his 4k screen. Heyme’s red eyes were bulging with huge veins. Processing the intense anime fight scenes took quite a bit of processing power. Heyme was blasting the theme song to Bleach with his mega-speakers. Anyone walking past his hut under the bridge would slowly wither to the…
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Heymei the Hutt
It was approximately 4:59 am. Heymei snoozed loudly in the bottom bed of the bunk, holding a large brown teddy bear, and wearing a Christmas-like sleeping cap. He was wearing nothing except his signature blue sweat shorts. When his parents had first purchased the wooden bunk bed, it had been sparkling clean, not a…
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Linebacker visits Hoover Dam
It was 6:30 AM in Misti City. The sky was dark and cloudy, and a fine layer of misty covered the street. The dark shapes of skyscrapers cast huge shadows on the road. The foot-traffic was mild, only a couple of people rushing to work here and there. Heyme the Linebacker prowled the bus station,…