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[RP] The Omnicide Reality

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TrainerX:
It was finally dark out. All of the lights in the house were off. Some guards started patrolling the yard. It took Kain about 15 minutes to hack the security system. He got of his car and sneaked into the yard. He climbed up the house until he was on the third floor, and climbed through a window. He avoided a couple of guards, and went to the top floor. He sneaked into the bedroom, where the executive was sleeping. Kain grabbed him, and pointed his pistol at the man's head.
"Please, don't kill me! I'll do anything!"
"Why should I let you live? You're one of the men responsible for killing the only friend I've ever had."
Five guards ran into the room. Kain turned so that the executive was in front of him.
"Let him go!"
"Let me out of this house. I could easily kill all of you."
Kain walked out of the room, and down to the bottom floor. He walked to the car, threw the trembling man into the back of the car, and knocked him out. The guards started shooting at him as he started the car, and started driving towards the checkpoint.

Silver:
Wait... She grabs her rifle, and puts her back to the wall beside the window. Her face showing signs of fear.
Fog had rolled in extrordinarily fast.
Its back...

St. Jimmy:
Crimson's surroundings became engulfed in a thick fog.  He stood up and drew his pistol...

TrainerX:
Kain was getting close to the clearing. The executive had woken up a little while ago, and wouldn't shut up.
"Let me go right now! When you're captured, I'm going to make sure that you're tortured before you die!"
He kept talking.
"If you don't shut the f*ck up, I swear to god that I'm going to kill you!"
The executive ignored Kain, and kept talking. Kain shot the executive in the leg. The executive screamed in pain, and stopped talking.
"If you keep talking, I'll put a bullet through your head. Got it?"
The man nodded. When Kain got to the clearing, fog started rolling in. Within 15 seconds the fog was so dense that he couldn't see more than 15 feet in front of him.
What the hell? I've never seen fog roll in that fast.

Frenchfry:
Wandering through the woods, various pills and syringes in hand, Stefan was soon greeted with a thick fog.
Wow, this is really thick fog. And black. Hehe. Thick and black. Oh, racial stereotypes.
After wandering aimlessly in what he hoped was the direction of Nex's home, he met a strange, tall figure.
"Oh hi there. How are you this fine evening?"
The man - or whatever it was - did not reply.
"Can I at least get a nod? It's... you're like a brick wall, I'm getting nothing."
Its only reaction was a slight tilt of the head. With a jolt, Stefan realized why this thing wasn't responding. It had no face. He'd read about this thing somewhere. On the internet.
"Oh, well... I'm gonna, you know... leave now. Toodles!"
Stefan took a few steps back as the infamous man extended its arms towards him, turning around and bolting.
"Dammit, internet! Why do you know these things? I bet I'm gonna find a black suit with a question mark for a head in this fog, too!"
Sparing a look behind him, he noticed the mythical figure making no attempt to follow him.
GottafindNexgottafindNexgottafindNexgottafindNex...

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