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In the middle of the fight, Cyashot was hopelessly trying to attack, when he realized that either the girl was WAY too op, or he was just too weak. Or both. So he just let himself lose and respawned right next to Enigmaniac.

"Ugh... Not more...." Cy said, and turned into a cloud of Sarin. He flew behind the girl and reformed. "Show some respect." He said, and shot what he called 'Crazy Gas' at her.

"They're like... Twice my age.... and level...." He answered, staring at the ground.

"Thanks...." He mumbled, and cracked his neck

"I'm uh.... I-I'm Cyashot.... Most people call me Cy, though...You can call me whatever you want though.... I don't care..." he mumbled, and shook the man's hand. He then looked over to the other player. "Under the circumstances." He replied.

(Did you do char. sign up?)

He looked up at the person that healed him. "What..... *Pant* What do you mean?" He asked.

After the shot of Cyanide, Cyashot falls to the ground, panting. He needed some time to regain his energy after that.

After about 30 seconds, he opened his palm facing the player that was harassing him, and a ball of transparent liquid flew out of it, hitting the player right in the head. The 'Lose!' sign instantly came up above the player's death, followed by a puff of smoke.

Cyashot looked over at the player who tried to help him. He knew this what his chance to do something. he quietly balled a fist and it started glowing bright green.

Tom looked over to the girl that had just sat lied down. She looked troubled. I mean, who wouldn't in this situation. he decided to shrug it off and go back to sleep.

"And the same goes to you..." He murmured, and fell asleep. "And the same goes to you..." He murmured, and fell asleep.

Maybe.... he thought, and closed his eyes.

"I.... Don't actually know. Sorry." He answered, and looked at the floor.

"Secret talents?" He asked, a bit confused. --------------------------------------------------------- Shortest Post Ever.

(Thank you.) "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mari." Thomas said, sitting up.

"My name's Thomas." He replied. "Thomas Crable. But you can call me Tom, if you'd like" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sorry my replies take forever. I'm watching JackSepticEye.

"I'm just having trouble taking all of this in..." Tom mumbled.

Thomas put his belongings next to a bed, lied down, and stared at the ceiling. My father had always told me stories of these kinds of men, but I never believed him... He thought.

After about 10 minutes of nonstop talk, Lance said "...I believe that's everything. Now, get some rest." and walked out of the room, shutting the door.