Prologue

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A/N : Despite my insanely mature and serious writing style *suppressed laughter* this story is in no way shape or form serious. And just to clear this up, these following events have not happened. But who's to say they won't in the not so distant future? Anyway, please enjoy?

So, shall we begin with The Game. Note the capital letters. Capital letters suggest a level of significance a touch above your default noun. For example, CAPITAL LETTERS. Weren't you childishly excited by that phrase, which was gloriously capital lettered up.

Anyway, on with the story. The room was long and thin, with a table to match. Chairs lined the shiny oak. Blue tinted light reflected up from the ground, and illuminated the room in a somewhat eerie glow.

Slightly extreme settings for a game of monopoly.

This however is proving to be a very sinister game of monopoly.

Didn't that sound EVIL. (Can we not go into the glorious dynamics of capital letters again. Much appreciated dear reader.)

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