The Winter White Ranger Soldier
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Last published Tue, May 19, 2020
This is RPM!
Hi.....I don't know who I am.... I don't know where I came from.... I don't know my family and if their even still alive..... what I Do know is I'm not human.....
Hi My.... Well idk my name..... I guess my name is Rico... And if you noticed I said I wasn't human.... Well... I have a metal arm and metal bits inside of me.... How do I know? Once I got shot by a Venjix robots and I did bleed.... but..... Tiny bits of medal fell out with the blood....
Also I have a Robot heart.... Well not a robot heart robots DONT have hearts... You guys know Iron Man right? Well you know how he has a blue incerater? Well that's basically what I have.... And just like Iron man if it gets broken or torn out.... I will die....
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