We gamers don't die,WE RESPAWN!

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While The elevator was going up D was thinking about the others on wtf they were thinking but the elevator soon stopped and they saw a arena and they already knew were this was going but then they bumped into a barrier and then a message was on said barrier.

CHOOSE YOUR BRAWLER.

D: what?
Reaper: hold on. The brawler means us I assume.
C: so only one. Of us can go through?
Reaper: well f—k.
B: who should go?
Everyone was thinking to who should fight what they presume is G.
Reaper: oh f—k this I'm going.
D: wait. He has wings you know.
Reaper: and I don't have wings I have a bloody jet back in me same thing.
D: good point. Okay try not to die alright.
Reaper nods and she pressed start and she was lunched to the arena and soon G appeared.

(G)

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(G)

G: so if it isn't ummmm uhhhh who are you?
Reaper: Reaper. R,e,a,p,e,r
She spelled out to G.
G: yeah I know how you spell Reaper idiot. Ahem anyway time for my monologue of epic greatness!
Reaper: I can't believe you done this

G: as you know I'm very f—king angry.
Reaper: ya think?!
G: BUT. I still have a mission to complete and that is to eliminate you! In A free roam rip off of mortal combat oh f—k that's another copy right strike now I have 1. Ahem.....

99999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999-

Reaper: WE GET IT!!!!!
G: oh ahem anyway once I've killed you NEO herself will adore me. I'll get a statue made out of diamonds, I'll become a celebrity, I'll be the person everyone would want to see! But that cannot happened unless I cut out your cold heart.
Reaper then checks her heart temperature and it was warm as hell because it was at 99% of warm temperature then her screen showed her pixel eyes again and she smiled in a cheeky way at G that was pissed
Reaper: nah my hearts warm and cosy I think your heart is.
He then try's to check his heart temperature but then he remembered.
G: oh....right I don't have a heart.
Reaper: ha your IQ's sh-t!
G: ENOUGH!!! Let's have our brawl simpleton.

(Or you could play this)

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