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I find myself sitting in a desolate void, surrounded by nothing but a small red radio. There is a door behind me, its destination shrouded in mystery. Despite the uncertainty, I feel a sense of safety in this isolation, shielded from any potential harm.
I'm plagued by being unable to recall any details about my identity or past. From the radio, I hear echoes of familiar voices from times gone by, intermingled with screams that pierce the ears. I am powerless to choose what I hear as if the radio holds a will of its own.
Amidst the uneasiness, a sudden realization strikes me - who could that be? The first thing I noticed upon waking was the presence of a stranger lying asleep beside me. His vivid blue hair starkly contrasted with the pale blue hospital gown he was wearing. I couldn't fathom who he was, and his continued slumber prevented me from asking about how he had ended up here. Who was he? Who was I? These questions plagued me for as long as I could remember. I guess all I can do now is listen to the people on my radio as I fall asleep next to this unidentifiable man.
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Smoking
Swearing
Homo content
Unrealistic
Larceny
Death
Slurs
Rape
Abuse
Biphobia
Homophobia
Homicide
Suicide
Drugs
Manipulation
1969
Dead Plate, Eloquent Countenance, Cold Front, Elevator Hitch, Married in Red
- NOTHING LIKE THE GAMES -
unrelated, i want to talk about what's happening with my stories. well, I have been working on a new and improved fic that is going to be basically a remake of Table For None. it will include all games, and a lot of extra characters that will be really important to the story, so pay attention! I won't give up on this story like the last one, and the chapters will surely be longer and better.
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Table For None ~ Remastered
Fanfiction25 year old Rody Lamoree's life is slowly falling apart as things are taken from him one by one. He was recently dumped by his girlfriend, Marieanne, is unemployed, and just had a falling out with his lifelong friend, Richard. How will he redeem him...
