THOUSAND DOLLAR SHEETS | ESCAPE CHALLENGE

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ONISION M.F.

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[div style="background-color:#806A71;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;"]Slowly, at the call of his mentor, Onision can running over, his ears twitching despite the still-stinging ear wound. God fucking fuck, he just had to go and rip out his piercing, didn't he? Skidding to stand beside Roy, the stubborn Fireball gave him a nasty glare before turning to bound up next to Bastilleprisoner, brushing against his leg with his much smaller body. "Can't we take tools and destroy the wall to find the circuits?" He asked, tilting his head to the side. He figured that destroying everything was the better method. He was chaotic, after all.

[W]isker