Ricochet
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The Rebels. Advertised as the utter defect in our dystopian society by most, looked upon as the pursuers of liberty by the few. The truth is we fight for freedom. There are few of us, however, we are going to take them down one by one. Everyone has a choice. Mine is to fight.
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