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Mikaela stood by the escape star, watching their fellow users run from the deranged pwny running after them.
In the world of Pursuitcore, watching friends run from ungodly horrors, well, it was just another Monday.
She kept charging her sniper past normal charge.
Watching the deaths of her friends, running from the ungodly horrors they couldn't always escape, ... it was hard to sleep some nights.
The keeping of time was one of their coping methods, to stave off insanity with happiness and small talk, playing games and bargaining with Roflpix for more poptart flavors with Dante and Nyan... it was an ok life.
Minus the ungodly horrors, of course.
Their sniper hit overcharge.
F0cus, Mik43l4!
Once the pony came into her vision, she fired.
A good sniper never misses her shots.
Glancing back, she jumped into the ring, wondering what she would do when she got to the lobby.
She didn't realize how wrong she was about that.