Unknown Collectables Rdr2 Novels & Stories

Jack growled, stepping up into my space. He reached into a heavy leather bag on his workbench and pulled out a solid, polished steel cock ring. With a single, forceful shove, he snapped the cold metal ring tightly around the base of my shaft and balls, locking my erection into a throbbing, agonizing trap. I let out a sharp gasp as an intense, suffocating pressure shot straight to my core. The steel was merciless—I couldn't ejaculate if I begged for it. My pleasure was locked away, firmly under his control.

The second it touches my skin, the crown flares behind my eyes: Crown HUD: Tenth Piece Acquired: Heart of the Thermal Wolf Crown Integrity: 10 / 47 New Passive: “Hellfire Veins” – geothermal energy within 500 m can be converted to blood-lightning fuel We run. Up rusted ladders, through service tunnels, out into the freezing December night. Al’s voice follows us like jazz on the wind. Al: “Tell Elowene the Big Man still collects, sweetheart!” We pile into Remy’s truck and peel out toward the quarry, tires screaming.

Zane grimaced with the warning for he wanted to get some action to blow up some steams. When he was there, Zack came across something as he was looking around the northern part of the forest. The place was hidden from the naked eye if one hadn’t been looking closely. There, Zack noticed a cave as its opening was covered with vines. He sniffed the air, trying to find any scent that might tell if the cave had been occupied or not. To his delight, Zack didn’t smell any for it was not being habituated by other animals. He decided to conquer the cave that Zack would turn into his sanctuary for the day—or permanently.

he handed the device to Elora. “What’s the pass?” I asked. He didn’t respond. Ragnar splashed the water against Zack’s face, and it burned briefly, leaving fresh scars. “Nine, two, three, five,” he cried. “Where should we go?” “I see a strange database app here,” Elora interrupted, her gaze on the phone. “Holy shit!” “What?” I blinked. “This is an entire list of traitors and underground buyers,” Elora gasped. “And a list of other items of sorcery aside from the ashen pendant. Bangle of flight, necklace of Arthur, the cursed amulet, the ear-ring of Oz… a whole lot.”

"Did you see that? I face-tanked a god!" "And I gutted him," Jinx grinned, picking up a glowing purple data-crystal from the loot pile. "Legendary drop! 'The Midas Core'. This will fetch a high price on the player market." Ren walked over to the Vault behind the throne. It opened with a heavy clank. Inside, there were stacks of encrypted bonds and credits. OBJECTIVE: SECURE THE ASSETS. Ren grabbed the loot bag. It felt heavy. It felt victorious. "Good game, guys," Ren said, feeling the adrenaline buzz in his fingers. "Clean run. Best one yet."

Once the city fell, supplies poured out like treasure that had been guarded by zombies. Malls, shops, pharmacies, hardware stores, furniture outlets, gold and silver, gemstones, jewelry, clothing, appliances, both large and small… An endless flood of supplies was unearthed. And of course, there was Hayley's reward. Ding! [Congratulations on capturing a new urban district! [Reward: 5th-generation fully intelligent nuclear power plant *1. Five operators required. Can be placed anywhere within your territory.] Hayley, who was helping move supplies, grabbed Griffin.

After spending roughly twenty minutes completely dismantling the corpse of the Swampland Crocodile King, Kirou was left with the following items: [You have received the following items: Excellent quality SCK leather x12, excellent quality SCK bones x6, excellent quality SCK claws x4, excellent quality SCK teeth x4, and 10 lbs of excellent quality SCK meat x4.] (In case it wasn't obvious: SCK=Swampland Crocodile King) Looking over his haul of items from the Swampland Crocodile King's corpse caused a smile to form on Kirou's face.

He didn't have eyes; he had two glowing, violet "Barcodes." "The Collector is a 'High Roller' with no taste," the Barcode-Man said, his voice sounding like a thousand glass bells. "If you want to truly 'Heresy' the system, you need the 'Merchant of Shards'."

Lucas walked over to the scarlet clock that was incomplete and had weird carvings on it. He made a wild guess that it was the Eastern Royalty Clock. The Rank 9 King Kong, Rank 9 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsman, and Rank 9 Mad Ox Dark Race had not managed to move the scarlet clock by even an inch. Ding… "A fragment of the Ten Legendary Weapons, the Eastern Royalty Clock, has been detected. Please retrieve it."

I said, pointing toward a dark shape about twenty yards away that looked like a crumpled heap of leather and steel. We walked over to the debris, and I recognized the jagged remains of a Rauvenhollow supply pack and a shattered crossbow that could only have belonged to one of Draeven’s men. I kicked over a pile of broken wood and found a cloak caught in a crevice of the roots, the fabric stained with a dark, sticky fluid that didn't look like normal blood, but there was no sign of my uncle or the shadow-caster who had been with him.