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The judge's gavel slammed down with more force than necessary. The judge was a woman in her mid-forties, who was staring Max down with the intensity of an eagle eying its prey. Brown eyes pierced into dark blue ones. Max swallowed ever so lightly, trying to seem less intimidated than he felt. A small smile appeared on the woman's lips, curving the usual straight line they formed on her face. Cruel. Deserved, perhaps, Max thought to himself.
"Max Emilian will be sentenced to at least a year in the Blackwood Rehabilitation Centre for Troubled Youth. After that, a reassessment of his capabilities will be possible."Or: Max is a teenage criminal, Blackwood Rehabilitation Centre is his last hope before he goes straight to Juvie. There, he is put under the care of Lewis, one of the senior caretakers, who is in charge of him and three other boys. The others aren’t always exactly nice to him, and Lewis has a tendency to believe their side of the story rather than Max’s.
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After the lawsuit, Buck notices a pattern: when he's hurt, people are kinder to him. When he bleeds, they pay attention.
He believes that when the universe scream, you must listen, so he does and he obeys, because that's how he comes back home.
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- Part 1 of Earn it
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Building Chat
At 12:00am George Russell added 5 new numbers to the chat.
George: Hello! i'll make this quick and all, but welcome to the Building Chat! I'm George Russell, the liaison to the building manager and landlord about any problems or complaints we're having. Put all your grievances here and we can work for a quick and smooth solution. You can find me in person at apartment 6323 with Alex Albon, who I believe you've met already. If you feel comfortable throw an introduction into the chat!
Lando: point and lagh at the nerd evrybdy
Charles: pointing and laughing
George: Boys, keep it professional please.
Lando: boys keep it proffenfsionl please that s what u sound like
George: Did you just mock me over messages?
Max: funniest thing ive seen all day
George: Shove off mate.
Max: I thought we were keeping it professional?
or: the 2025 f1 grid (excluding the rookies) happen to be the most infamous mafia group in monaco. they all live in the same apartment building, and they have a group chat. that's it. that's the fic.
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- Part 1 of the monaco grid
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Something is brewing. A great storm that could shatter life as its known. More and more often, androids are breaking free of their original programming. More and more often, androids are turning against their owners in increasingly violent ways.
And the only ones that can stop it are Wilbur Soot—the youngest lieutenant in police history and now a drunk, washed out detective—and an android of the 1NN1T model named Tommy, an advanced prototype created to solve crimes and catch rogue androids. But first they actually have to get along.
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Two idiots, a robot and a depressed detective, walk into a bar. One comes out experiencing emotions he shouldn't be able to, and the other comes out with a reason to live.
Spoilers for Detroit: Become Human, but knowledge of the game isn't necessary to enjoy.

