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[RP] The Omnicide Reality
Frenchfry:
Stefan heard a knock on the door, then Calx's substitute for his name. He answered.
"...Calx? Oh, heya! Wait... what about your Beretta?"
Silver:
He looks up at the roof, gnawing is nail to the skin
"You were helping a girl, and then you diedbutdidn'treallydiecausethatplacecheatsyou. I want my gun back please."
Mr. Fox:
I was sleeping on my desk when one of my men came in and woke me up.
Sir, sir? Sir are you awake?
I am now, What do you want?
There is an unknown person at Stefan's door. What should we do.
And just how do you know that?!
We installed cameras while you were away.
Great, you know what to do. Now get me some scrambled eggs.
I sat up and looked out the window, it was about 7:30 I had slept for a long time, I got up and stretched...
Frenchfry:
"Oh, that's right. Hey, Astrid!"
Astrid approached the door, waving slightly at Calx.
"Do you have something that belongs to our clinically insane friend here?"
"Oh, uhm... yeah. the game ended, and you weren't there to take it back, so..."
Astrid procured a pistol out of her backpack, handing it to Calx.
"So, what's your plan now, Calx?"
Silver:
"Going home..." he mutters, as he clutches the bag around his neck, he turns around, and begins to walk away, heading north.
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