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Too Broke For Afterlife

After dying from alcohol poisoning, 22 year old Parker Jones finds himself in the head quarters of Afterlife Ltd. - the company that takes the dead to Heaven or Hell. Although Parker is eligible for salvation, the cold-hearted and egocentric Gen Z-ler doesn't have enough karma to buy the mandatory travel pass. Parker is sent back to Earth as a ghost to earn the needed points. His mission? Become a likeable and helpful person with enough karma so he can finally go to Heaven. But one buggy app later and suddenly his soul gets trapped inside the defect robot "Isabella" - a revenge hungry milf with way too much ass and attitude. Holding Parker hostage, she goes on a mission to not only seduce the cute chanteuse but also track down and avenge the person who ruined her life. The two form an unlikely alliance but of course, peace doesn't last for long. Hell is rising, humanity is in danger and together with a seal fanatic, a paranoid tech freak and a red-headed badass, the duo has to save Earth from Satan himself. Sounds epic, right? Well, there is just one tiny problem. How do you kill something that is already dead? --------------------------------- Become a part of la familia: https://discord.gg/uvyHgS5bsZ Volume 1: Too Broke For Afterlife Volume 2: Too Hot For Hell Volume 3: Too High For Heaven Volume 4: Too Lit To Quit

Chuck45Single · Ficção Científica
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Madonna and the Grim Reaper

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I don't remember the last time I played a board game, probably at some birthday party where I was mercilessly drunk. But I have never enjoyed them.

I'm a very bad loser, as soon as things don't go my way I get mad and start ruining the mood even more than I usually do. 

Nobody ever enjoyed playing against me - no matter if it was Scrabble, Twister or a PC racing game.

This isn't necessarily a personality trait I'm proud of. (Then again, I hardly like any of them.)

People soon stopped nviting me and when somebody did dare to ask if I wanted to play Jenga, I just flipped them off. 

Only my closest friends from highschool were able to deal with my tantrums. My best friend's GameStation was one of our favorite hobbies and as long as we played as a team instead of against each other, I was more or less able to rein in my anger.