"Come on.. come on... any luck?"
"No..."
"Damn."
"He has such a poor chance."
"A hero."
"Everyone here can agree."
"Carpe Diem, friend."
"Prince of Hope, Mage of Dreams, and King of Worlds, I bid you farewell..."
"You died with your rifle in hand."
"If you don't pull through... well.. goodbye, brother."
"Nice knowing you..."
"Luck shall rule your decision, and if I need to remind everyone.. I used to have a good amount of luck. Now it's gone.. but maybe one day it will return."
Another one is simple sobs.
"Hero."
"Heaven would be too bad for you."
"Sweet dreams, mate."
"Prices need to be paid, eventually. And I believe my price was your death."
"We'll see you again."
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You awaken.
You open your eyes. Your head feels like it cracked in two. The sight of the walls is so blurry; you can only roll over and greet whatever that brown object is. You are slowly fumbling through this; it hasn't happened before. It's all together too late and too early. The bed is so hard, so blue. So constantly blue. Someone is yelling something, but you don't know or remember. You guess it really doesn't matter either. There are posters on the wall, but what? You barely slept, and this shift decides to come down and pay a visit. Alright.. oh gosh really? You forgot your own freaking name, this is the icing on the ducking cake! Concentrate. DAMN IT YOU FORGOT YOUR OWN NAME DAMMIT. CONCENTRATE. NO. YES. GET ME SOME ASPRIN AND I WILL. DUCK NO, IF YOU DON'T EVEN LOOK AT THIS RO-
> ENTER NAME
[This is a very mixed thing with lots of ideas coming from lots of places. So, enjoy. I've got the beginning plotted out, and the end plotted out. So your choices, your decisions, effect everything. Even the ending. Choose wisely. Yeah, any command works.
CUSS KEY:
duck/ducking: remove the d, replace with f
shift; remove f] |