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[RP] The Omnicide Reality

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Frenchfry:
Anurak sighed. Now there was no way he could kick them out of his house.
"Mmph... Hey, guys... what'd I miss?"
Stefan lifted his head off the ground, shaking it wearily.
"Stefan!"
He scrambled to his feet, standing in attention.
"Yes, master!"
"You were unconcious for too long. Get up faster next time."
"Yes, master."
"And get me another drink. I can almost feel my surroundings again."
Stefan walked out of the room through a dark oak door, presumably to the kitchen.
"Sniper... your arms... Are really, really skinny. How did you manage to kill anything in this state?"

Silver:
He looks at his arms, the military, living on the run and carrying his weaponry around kept his arms and legs quite fit. But in comparasin to the man standing before him, they could easily be considered small.
"Easily. If I could get my M82, and my Beretta's back, I would be able to show you. But he-"
Calx points to where Stefan walked to
"-told me I couldn't come if I didnt let him carry them."

PkMn Trainer Black:
Sheene, Kratos. Get. The. Cars. Now.

Sheene and Kratos went to the backside of the house. When they came back, they came back with a Nissan R34






and a Mercielago LP640, the wedding car.

Frenchfry:
"And that was a good decision on his part. Well, as good as it can get when he's blatantly ignoring what he's being told to do. Out of curiosity, what do you two plan on doing now?"
Stefan entered the room, holding a glass of wine.
"You aren't a drinker. What is this 'I can almost feel feelings' business going on?"

Silver:
"Go wherever Nex wants to go I guess...
I came here with the knowledge that I wasn't going to welcome.
So." He stands out of the chair.
"I think its time to leave."

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