Adrenaline rushes into my system and I feel my muscles buzz with the familiar energy surge. I glance at [?], who tucks his hands into his pockets nonchalantly.
"Are you serious right now? Don't you ever care about anything?" I snap. I reach out to the strength building within me, my mind suddenly acutely aware of every metal object in the room.
"Well, if they want to kill us," [?] cocks his head towards me, signature smirk plastered onto his lips, "we might as well give them a show, yeah?"
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Ghostly's rambles and/or daily journal entries. Now featuring poorly written universe details, story-lines, and character designs.
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