WHO THE FUCK SHOT ME!
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You are pyro (y/n), im a courier who was sent with the platinum chip when this guy in a checkered suit and his goons steal the chip and shoots you in the head and I feel the sweet in brace of death when I hear a mechanical whirling and brought to a small town near my grave
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