It looked at me with a gleam of sadness in it's eye. I just smiled. It had to fight for me. If it won, I got money. If it lost, oh well. Its not like it had feelings. It wasnt human. I ushered into the arena and cheered as it faced its opponent. Then, they began to strike at each other. Blood was everywhere as I cheered. I laughed as the savages tore each other apart. I laughed as mine fell to the ground, ceasing to move. Who cared if it died? I had plenty more to take its place, and even more chances to get money!
I was playing Pokemon.
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Dark Video Games
General FictionSort of mature, but not really. Don't recommend for 10-under. Just a bunch of tiny skits about how dark and creepy(and inappropriate) video games can be.
