In the middle of all the cheers, someone was complaining.
"Oh, man. That's what I was gonna do. If only I had that extra 100k." Said Casper, the friendly ghost.
"Yeah right." Said Big Smoke from Grand Theft Auto, who was right next to Casper.
"I'm telling you. That low blow is exactly what I was gonna use."
"Whatever, man. We got freedom. Let's go get ourselves a number 9."
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Afterlife Battle Royale
FanfictionLiving in an Asteroid floating through space, filled with familiar faces. Sounds like one heck of an afterlife, doesn't it? Well, shortly after dying, Chase found out it wasn't much fun. Due to an anarcho-royalist revolution that happened in the p...
