LIVE TILL MORI

LIVE TILL MORI

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mer., oct. 30, 2024
Starved claws pulsate in groan, hungry and needing. The prey again evades the slaughter...the feast, leaving the Entity starved once more.... The game appears to be...unsatisfactory to fill the palette.... Survivors escaping trials all too often, having mastered the rules.... Perhaps...it's time for a wildcard to fill the plate.... Though, it does wonder...how long you'll survive...?
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[completed!] Under editing! Man kind, invincible and scared of nothing. We were the superior race, and we revelled in it. We all thought we were the ones at the top of the food chain, completely untouchable. However it was like I said, we 'thought' we were. In the darkness lurks a creature like no other, that prays upon us. Hunting us! Waiting for just the right moment to strike, to knock us off of our high pedestal and back onto the ground. I know this because I have seen this beast. Been face to face with it, battled toe to toe with this creature, fighting for what was left of my life, and I was losing! - - - - - - - - "Watch out!" I scream in alert, as a hard thudding sound pierced our ears as something slammed into our side of the car, sending a sensation of dizziness as the car spun of of control. The screeching tires dragged along the floor, with the faint stench of the irony liquid dripping from my head as it all grew still...

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