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The protagonist is enjoying a peaceful stroll through the lush (mountains1), when all of a sudden....well...see for yourself.
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| GIVE ME YOUR CANDY, CHILD! | |
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| Oh geez. Not this AGAIN. For one thing, im not a child. For another, STFU and go away. | |
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Feeling threatened, the protagonist has another goody in store for this misunderstood kangaroo soldier of death.
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| Alright, ill give you my "candy." Suck on this! | |
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Another day, another death of some strange, derranged villain that "deserved" a big dumb rocket in the ass. The end.
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| This is....not good for business. Not good...at...all. | |
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| (TNT CANT TALK! But if it could, im sure it would say: "Fuck you assclowns! taste my radioactive candy!") | |
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