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[RP] The Omnicide Reality
Mr Pokemon:
Demos had another dream.
He was floating alone in the sky again, like in the first one. Something caught him, and he couldn't move. He was brought down to meet many more of him, trapped the same way he was, bound by some unknown force. He didn't try to escape, thinking it would be harmful to himself. He then watched as several copies of him were strangled to death right in front of his eyes. He and a few others got together and broke free, only to find they didn't know where to go from there. They couldn't continue floating anymore...
Mr. Fox:
The first mines went off a few minutes later.
Sir they are here. the field seems to be holding them.
Good lets heat things up a bit.
Sir!
I pulled a lever and the ground around the army went up in flames.
Come and get me!
PkMn Trainer Black:
Well, they won't find us anytime soon. Let's make the most of our time.
The three went into their home, Sheene making lunch for their son, Kratos playing Tales of Symphonia, and Dakentio listening to music while sleeping.
Declan_23:
The sirens stopped suddenly, the eerie silence only lasted a matter of miliseconds however, until a huge explosion rocked the building.
'Stay here.' He commanded as he edged his way to a cracked window. Outside, a seriously untrained army was advancing. It was like World War One all over again, like mindless ants they walked over their dead and wounded, only to be blown up by landmines. A few of them were shooting, and poorly aimed bullets flew towards the compound.
'Nothing to worry about. Now, I want to see you put those back together.' He pointed towards the small pile of pieces in front of each man.
Frenchfry:
"Okey doke. Six blocks, make a left."
Stefan and Astrid made their way to the city, encountering no resistance at the checkpoints. Apparently nobody had heard the killings that had jut taken place.
The inside of the city was depressing. Few people were on the streets aside from notorious looking groups of children, who seemed to scatter whenever Stefan neared them. At one point, he passed a wall dedicated entirely to graffiti relating to Omnicide Games.
"Oh, look. My name's first. Touching."
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