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These can be short stories or one-shots or anything that comes to my mind. And if I focus on one short story long enough, I might make it into a full story :D Expect a lot of random "video game" related things on here, 'cause that's what I write a lot about xD Don't worry there might be some other stuff here >W< Expect some: Assassin's Creed, Left4Dead2, Halo (either 3 or Reach), some Black Ops 2 (mostly zombies), possibly some Call of Duty. And reaction compilations including: Amnesia-The Dark Descent or Amnesia-Justine, SCP Containment Breach, Slender, Slender-The Arrival, Dread Out, Illusion, Nyctophobia, Asylum, Dead Darkness, Cry of Fear, Psycosis (nothing like looping door sounds #Markiplier - one of the best youtubers ever! xD), One Late Night, --- lot's of horror games or Gmod horror maps or Indie horror games. xD Enjoy my (sometimes disturbing - no, I don't need anger management classes for my rages) crazy randomness that comes from my tiny brain :D
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