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43 - Hawley Faust - ()
92 - Chance Burton - (Brackie)
99 - Jill Gatling - (Zetsu)
106 - Takara Asano - (Yugikun)
110 - Ryan Torres - (NoLife)
123 - Adam Dodd - ()

Rugga had me flip a coin between Hawley and Adam, heads for the former and tails for the latter.



Fate has been sealed and with that, the only left without a kid is Hawley, which, I did not expect.

In.

99 - Jill Gatling - Zetsu

Got four kids left here that needs to be read, we're almost there folks!

A gift, he said. Amos' breath disappeared. Go ahead, he said. Hands shook as they quietly ripped at the packaging. A quicker out, he said. The rope was now in his hands. Broken, he said. He had always been good at tying knots. A waste of space, he said. His heart sank. His arms dropped to his sides....

Everything went quiet. Amos knelt in place, eyes boring holes through the ground with a fierce stare amidst tears. The figure went away. The only way he knew the figure was no longer there was the lack of shadow that loomed. Amos almost did not notice through all these questions that had been asked,...

Amos looked down to the snow, watching the trickle of flakes drop down, along with the tears he could no longer hold in. A lot of stutters, words dying in transit while the world moved around him, the figure, on the other hand, stood by, still. "Well," He started and stopped, again and aga...

The shadow shifted, the close sound of crunching snow before it showed in the corner of his eye. He finally got to see a bit more of its visage, and the expression haunted his mind. "He...I..." Eyes wide, but one was staring at the figure. "I...I would have..." The words were cho...

There was a breath biting into his ear, words flowing along with it, questions whose answers terrified him more than anything in this place. Fingers curled and gripped at the fabric, hands shook in place. His teeth had stopped chattering, but his nose had started running; there was a struggle to bre...

"Prove?" The figure lay unmoving where it was, despite the lack of wind he thought he could see the shirt's edges flapping away. Unsteady steps were taken before balance went away and knees into the snow once again. A hand outstretched, grasping the fabric. His eyes stung, throat burned, f...

They were moving, almost silently around him, and if the snow fell down any harder, he might not even be able to tell that they were; soon, they were on the opposite side, away from the mound they had studied just a bit ago. "Yeah, I did." He said while looking toward where he could barely...

Amos almost recoiled as the figure got closer, allowing him a better look at them, but only slightly as bits of their face were visible; still, Amos couldn't tell fully who it was, and they paid no attention to him. Instead, they were drawn over to the mound that used to be his boyfriend. He did not...