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[RP] The Omnicide Reality
St. Jimmy:
Crimson continued down the road. He didn't want to be near the site when someone showed up. A cabin appeared on the left, and out of the cabin came Stefan.
Finally, a friendly face. Crimson pulled up beside Stefan.
"Stefan. It's been a while since..." Crimson looked around, not wanting to be heard by eavesdropping ears. He then spoke in a more hushed tone, being cautious of the surroundings, "Since the breakout from Omnicide."
Frenchfry:
"Omnicide."
Stefan turned around, resting his elbow on his opposite arm, tapping his index finder to his forhead.
"Omnicide, breakout. Omnicide, breakout."
He turned back to face the stranger, extending his arms out.
"Nope. Your face isn't ringing any bells."
St. Jimmy:
"I'm not all that all surprised you don't remember me. I was fairly new. But you spoke to me a few times. Remember the name Crimson by any chance?"
Frenchfry:
In fact, Stefan vaguely remembered having a conversation about how much Rex sucks with a fellow named Crimson. Maybe he should mess with the kid a little anyway.
"Crimson... I don't really like Crimson. It's almost like a dark shade of pink, you know?"
St. Jimmy:
"Yeah, I suppose it is. But it also happens to be my name."
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