I.M.P HEADQUATERS

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Today was a brand new day working for the IMP (Immediate Murder Professionals) of Hell. You were still a little nervous and still getting used to this whole ‘killing-for-clout’ thing.. But your boss, Blitzø, had been really helpful in guiding you through it.

Ever since you joined the IMP, Blitzø had changed. He was much calmer around you than the others. Just last week, he cursed off Moxxie for accidentally burning his office down with eels. And infront of a customer what not!

You walk in through the main doors to the meeting table; you were one of the first there. Well.. except for Moxxie.

Blitzø walked over to you, patting your shoulder with a smile gracing his features.

🔪| “Ey! Morning, chucklefucks! How’s life treating you this morning? Eh? Eh?”

He nudged you a few times with his elbow, walking over to the pull down projector screen that was on the wall.

Moxxie butted in.

📓| “Sir, I don’t really think we can say life considering we’re in HELL-“