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Bayou Brawls: Shanksgiving Edition

November 29 @ 12:00 pm - 4:00 pm

🩸 Bayou Brawls 🩸
“SHANKSGIVING” EDITION

📍 Laveau, Louisiana
📍 http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Conjure/14/70/21
📅 Saturday, November 29th
🕛 High Noon

💀 THIS AIN’T SANCTIONED. THIS AIN’T CLEAN.
This is urban carnage in its rawest form.
Weapon of Choice: Knives

🔥 MAIN EVENT MATCHES 🔥
🔥 CHALLENGE MATCHES OPEN AFTER 🔥

🎟️ ENTRY: Free – Bet on the matches.
(Bring cash. Don’t bring cops.)

🩸 No Gloves. No Rules.

Details

Date:: November 29
Time:: 12:00 pm - 4:00 pm
Event Category:: Backwaters
Event Tags:: Backwaters

Venue

: Conujure Warehouse
: http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Conjure/14/67/21 + Google Map

Organizer

: paintmewithwords

September 19, 2025

Word on the street... In Hathian, the storm’s fury battered more than just the streets yesterday—it unspooled secrets and left restless echoes in the city’s shadows. Word ripples that someone, dogged by police, brandished a blade and drew the law’s ire at Gein Burger, and it took more than a badge to subdue her—an umbrella wielded with surprising force. Elsewhere, tension thickened at the pier, where a desperate search for a lost dog mingled with whispered fears about the blood clinic—some say those needle-wielding hands may have more than medicine in mind. Don’t forget the coughing woman fleeing spotlights; rumor claims there’s poison in Hathian’s air tonight.

September 19, 2025

Whispers in the bayou... Night fell like a shroud over Laveau, and the bayou’s shadows seemed unusually restless. Word drifted from the jagged edge of the marina—someone plotted a quiet looting run, weighing every step with the paranoia only these streets can breed. Elsewhere, tension simmered in a crowded shelter, trust worn thin as damp leather. The scented haze at the Lush Leaf and the neon glow of Flamingos drew their usual souls, but most eyes watched the alleys, wary of alliances as fragile as the hope that survives here. Some say a duffle bag vanished without a trace; others whisper that the real prize was never what it seemed.

September 19, 2025

Rumors on campus... Yesterday, Columtreal University’s ivy-clad halls echoed with more than just academic ambition. Whispers seeped from the crumbling stones—word is, a certain protector’s vigilance slipped, sparking rumors of a security breach that may threaten more than just the gym’s peace. Meanwhile, the storm’s moody weight kept students huddled together, stoking tensions and forging unlikely alliances in rain-soaked dorms where secrets flow freer than coffee at Get Woke. Some say a stash of forbidden treats brightened the gloom, passed hand to hand with conspiratorial grins. And who was seen sneaking out, clothes clinging, after an unplanned night behind locked doors? Columtreal’s walls are listening.

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