L'Manburg was always a happy nation, that is, until the war began.
Everyone was pissed off all the time, and no one really spoke. When they did speak, it was only during the team meetings.
"What do you have on you, Tommy?" Their commander Wilbur asked, "Nothing sir. " Everyone was asked this question, and nobody had anything.
One of the younger members, Tommy, began to walk out the door. "Put armor on, Tommy."
TommyInnit was shot by Sapnap using [Sapnap's Schlong]
"I TOLD YOU TO PUT ARMOR ON FOR A FUCKING REASON!" Tubbo let out a small chuckle which turned into laughter only a second later, causing everyone to start laughing.
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"1 2 3 4 5...." Dream and Tommy began to walk separate ways on the path, "7 8 9 10 paces fire!"
As Dream shot his bow, Tommy began to have flashbacks off everything bad he had said to his friends.
TommyInnit was shot by Dream using [NOT Penis]
Tubbo let out a sob as he ran to the other mans body knowing he would have a scar when he respawned.
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Eret lead the men down to The Final Control Room as he was told to do. Everyone began to look around and realize the chest were empty.
Right before he moved he mouthed I'm sorry Fundy.
"It was never meant to be."
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Only after the election had Wilbur realized it truly was never meant to be.
"There was a saying from a traitor. I don't know if you've heard of Eret?"
As Wilbur clicked the button and the TNT began to explode he said, "It was never meant to be." And leaned back in his chair with his hand on his forehead saluting.
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"My first decree as the president of L'Manburg. The emperor of this great country! Is to revoke the citizenship of WIlbur Soot and TommyInnit!"
A chorus of 'Yessir!' and 'No!' could be heard throughout the crowd in front of the podium.
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And in the end it really was never meant to be...
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