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11/17/2014 9:09:34 PM
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As fast as I can, I put on the EVA suit and close the blast shields on the windows. I also get behind the biggest and heaviest storage crate I can find and hope for the best.
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Your body implodes since the game is over.
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You be quiet. I'm too busy to make a forum game, so I'm trying to DM this one.
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This game died long ago, plus, who even gave you permission to DM this game?
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No one. The thread is dead, so I'm just trying to regulate before it dies completely
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Suddenly, you hear a screech behind you! A malformed creature, with the remnants of a matinence suit clinging to its emaciated frame, slashes at your face with deadly, bloodstained claws, which erupt from what are left from its hands. You have two choices: engage or leap out of the now-shattered windows. What do you do?
