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Part One: Shipwrecked

Ryan stumbled away from his shipwrecked crew, deeper into the dark, gloomy, forest hoping to find help on the unknown crash site.

It’d been roughly 14 minutes since Ryan started exploring the place, he’d found no life whatsoever, but, he’d found a very oddly shaped cave for shelter.

Ryan headed back to the crew to bring them there. It was a long way, but they eventually got there. The crew walked in, not saying a word about how eerie it was.

But then something happened…

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Part Two: The Attack

There were three dim flashes of grey, and the red substance known as blood, spilled out to the floor creating a puddle, it was the blood of his now dead crew. Frozen in terror he fell to the ground on his knees, and let out a very questionable scream.

Explosions Are Cool

     Explosions are cool

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“Well, well, well, whadda we have here?”  Rasped Dawn. shade bull.

“None of your business, Shade bull”  Replied Arix. Drake.

“SHUT UP, We’re all here now because of you, Nuker!”

Might as well show y’all, how this happened…

Sirens set, Elmo Jacks ran out of sight with bags, of mulla! “I’m, I mean, we’re rich!” Said Elmo Jacks.

PEEEWWWWWW!  “CRAP!” Yelled Elmo jacks, dropping. “Told you not to steal from the bank!” Shot Arix. Drake.

“JUST DO SOMETHING!!”

“All I’ve got is Vex’s nuke!”

“Well set it to the bank, where the cops are! Seriously I’ve just been shot!”

“Gonna regret this…” Arix. Drake said, closing his eyes and setting the nuke…

Boom! Debris shot, from area to area.

“Uhh, Elmo?” Gasped Arix. Drake, looking around the dusty plains.

And now we the survivors, are here, at the dusty plains of dirt, we call, The outlands.

And the moral of the story is, explosions are cool, and Arix. Drake and Elmo. Jacks are a bunch of idiots...