Station full of deformed clones that acted like blood thirsty zombies....they all looked like me, but they weren't right....having to kill them all and with each trigger pull it tore down your sanity.....being born in a Petri dish....being clinically insane.....try that one....
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"If something is wrong tell me"
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Edited by Troop-8: 9/26/2015 5:40:44 PMNo no. It's fine.
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"Well what do you want to do for your possible last day alive?"
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Edited by Troop-8: 9/26/2015 6:19:06 PMSomething.....
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"Such as?"
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I don't know what do you think we should do?
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"There's a lot of things we could do we could shot things, blow something up, get high, get drunk, have sex. It's up to you"
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Let's do it all.
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"Alright. In that order?"
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Up to you.
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"Well then let's go get drunk then f*ck"
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Let's go.
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"I know a place"
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Let's go.
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[b]she starts walking[/b]
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*follows*
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Edited by Kain The Slain: 9/26/2015 7:26:55 PM[b]she leads you to a hatch in the ground in the middle of no where[/b] "This is my place"
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What?
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"Its a Bunker"
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Okay....
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[b]she opens the hatch and climbs down a latter[/b]
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*follows*
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[b]when you get down into the Bunker it is very spacious and welcoming[/b]
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Wow. Nice place.
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"Thanks the bar is this way" [b]her helmet retracts[/b]