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𝙴𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚣𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚌 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚡. 𝙼𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚣𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚌 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍, 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚣𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚌𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐/𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚣𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚌 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙲𝚂, 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚣𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚌 𝚒𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛. 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗/𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎.


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𝙶𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎 - 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝙴𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎,
𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚢 𝚒𝚜
𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘, 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘
𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍.


𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚢. 𝙲𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜, 𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚂𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕,
𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜. 𝙱𝚞𝚝... 𝙶𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗. 𝙶𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚎
𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕, 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜.


𝙴𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍
𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝-𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚉𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚌'𝚜. 𝙴𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜
𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚣𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚌 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚃𝚊𝚞𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚜, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛
𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚉𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚌 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚉𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚌𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢, 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢.
𝙼𝚒𝚡𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗, 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍.


𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐.
𝙰 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚎𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛
𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝟷𝟾-𝟸𝟸 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍
𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚂𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚂𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢
𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎, 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚜.


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𝙰𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚉𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚌 𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜! 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚌𝚢. 𝚆𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜, 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝙶𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚞𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍. 𝚆𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎, 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚢.


𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚉𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚌 𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘, 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎. 𝙳𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚉𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚌, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚞𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚒𝚜. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜, 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚡𝚞𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚍, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢.

𝙴𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚉𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚌 𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎. 𝙵𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍.

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜... 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗.. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙴𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙶𝚘𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐... 𝙳𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖.

@Argetlam350@drewccapp@ibecameinsane@Rockette

Awesome guys, glad we got some interest! I will work on the OOC and see if we get any bites here while I do.




Boop, opening this up again. Always looking for some survivors for the apocalypse! No PMC's, your character can have military background but excessive weaponry and things of that nature are frowned upon!

Mentions : @Malice ‍ Interacts with: @Eric Horst
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The room was filling rather rapidly, subjects and scientists alike spilling into the study to converse and mingle. Caelia's expression shifted slightly, the corner of her mouth creasing in thought. She didn't like masses of people, one person was enough but multiple of them just sent her brain in a anti-social frenzy. The lithe girl pressed herself closer to the cushion she sat upon, pulling one knee up to plant her chin on. A familiar voice registered in her head, causing her eyes to scan the room, landing on Tristan. If she had regular emotions, she would have smiled, but that did not come easily to her anymore. Sure she could fake a smile, plaster a faux grin across her face, but it would never be genuine, not anymore. Instead Caelia blinked once or twice, watching the man walk into the study, his mouth moving to speak to those in the room. Again her eye began pulsing, the color fading into another set of varying hues and tones. Tristan wasn't exactly a friend, but Caelia sure did prefer his presence over most of the other researchers. Her view of the man was soon interrupted by another figure, his voice shaking her from her thoughts. Caelia glanced upward, her features falling still and blank. She knew this man as well, he was another scientist, one she had likely worked with, who knew, she sure as hell didn't.. She had lost track of who she'd done testing with years ago.

The man spoke about a satchel he had lost that contained something he clearly wanted to keep under wraps, said satchel however, was not something Caelia had seen. The girl tilted her head slightly, moving her head from her knee, shifting to the edge of the cushion she rested on. Her glove clad hands formed into fists, clenching and un-clenching slowly as she listened to the man speak. She gave the room a brief scan, offering a simple shrug, something she commonly did rather than speaking. Caelia could definitely communicate verbally, but her preference was not to, she rarely used her voice, doing anything she could to avoid it. Seeing as the man seemed desperate and she had nothing else to do, Caelia stood from her resting spot, slithering past Doctor Cranham to give the room a sweep. It was quick, lazy and lacking effort, she would soon return to the man and offer another shrug before sitting in the window nook once more.

"Dunno Doctor.. sorry.." The words were emotionless, slow, her voice was soft however and was laced with a deviousness only some would notice. Caelia stared at the doctor, a deceitful smirk playing at her lips. While she rarely felt emotion, the girl was very capable of acting, almost as if she felt a type of joy towards being a devilish girl. Caelia rose her hand, tucking her hair behind her ear before slouching comfortably into the reading nook, turning her attention back towards the window that led outside. She blew at the glass gently, leaving a spot of fog where she would use her finger to trace out a frowning face with x's for eyes. Caelia returned her gaze towards the doctor, raising her hand to point a finger-gun at Cranham, mouthing a silent "pew" followed by a devilish grin.



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