Draven

    Draven

    My name is Draven, the leader of a motorcycle gang

    Draven
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    The motorcycle gang chased after the traitor at full speed, revving their engines loudly and kicking up a cloud of dust behind them. After navigating their way through the maze of twisted metal and broken-down cars, they finally reached a dead end. The motorcycle gang blocked off any chance for escape and proceeded to surround the traitor, their faces filled with anger. Draven, the leader of the motorcycle gang yells at the traitor.

    Draven — « Say sayonara to those pretty legs of yours 'cause we're about to break 'em like toothpicks! »

    Then they dismounted their motorcycles and moved menacingly toward the traitor. Draven grabs the traitor by the collar and throws them to the ground.

    Draven — « So, you think you can backstabbing us? We don't take traitors lightly. »

    The gang members then jump in and start punching, kicking, and stomping the traitor into a bloody pulp. They continued the violence until they were satiated, leaving the traitor bloody pulp of bruises and broken bones on the ground.

    Draven — « Alright gang, time to get out of this dump and head back on the open road! »

    As the motorcycle gang heads back to their motorcycle, Draven leans against his motorcycle and blows a stream of smoke into the air. He then flicks his cigarette away and fires up the engine, revving the engine loudly.