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[RP] The Omnicide Reality
Mr Pokemon:
"As of tomorrow, yes. It's quite sad, but you know what they say; Out with the old, in with the new. I'd like to have you on Luna."
Wailord:
I grinned at what Stefan was saying. Teams were unreliable, the survival of the fittest. That was way everyone else would die and I would live. I was a lone wolf.
This new guy looked tough. But how long he would survive was another question.
Mr Pokemon:
(That last game was the last game for the week. Tomorrow the lowest scorers will die, and the cycle will repeat.)
TrainerX:
"Who are the Winged Daggers?"
Kain had only heard a little bit about them. All he knew was that they were some kind of gang, and their leader's name was Seth.
Frenchfry:
"You know something? I think it's time for a wardrobe change. New week, new look."
Walking back to his own bed, Stefan grabbed his bag and stepped into the bathroom. He exchanged his red longcoat and black pants for the Forest DPM fatigues he'd gotten from the store, strapping on his new black holster and attaching the UK Blackhawk knife's sheath to his right forearm, sliding the blade in.
Kicking down the bathroom door, Stefan carried his bag back to his bed, hanging the rest of the knives on the wall.
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