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hey, its me, its verity!

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characters: verity, 404
writers: mouse, star and 404
Rated ALL AGES

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404 opens the box in which a yellow ball comes out.
"Heeeelo! my names verity!!! ask me anything, *i know everything*"
404 blinks, okay, whats uhhhhh fourty two thousand five hundred and 2 times six hundred and three?" verity grins wider
"twenty-five million, six hundred twenty-eight thousand, seven hundred and six!"
"... alright okay alright.... i can accept that" 404 nods.
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time skip
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"theres something coming in three days"
"what?"
"theres something coming in three days."
"Uhm... is there anything i can do to prepare?"
"No."
"Alrighti-o then"
404 paces the shack he calls home, he decides they have to do something. He goes out and collects materials, like: wood, stone, obsidian etc. etc.. He builds a shell, first using wood then stone then obsidian.
"This seems like pretty good walls" They say to himself.
"It wont stop it." Verity mentions
"You sure about that?"
404 asks, "Is there a weakness?", Verity shakes their head no. They let out a sigh and relax their shoulders. 404 gets out of their little shell and stands right in front of their house. "What are you doing?", Verity questions. 404 looks at Verity with a cold expression. "It is going to be okay Verity. It is just a game", 404 breathes out. Verity, for the first time, frowns. Verity and 404 seemed to have a bonding moment while 404 kept asking stupid questions like "what is the best lemonade recipe" or something. Seeing 404 like this, serious and solemn. It was unnatural. Verity sighs and rolls infront of 404. "I can't let you do this..", Verity explains. Verity rolls up to 404's leg and nudges it. The warmth of Verity's body is comforting in a way. It turns to night. 404 is now facing a monstrous humanoid figure. They know that this is the end. 404 and Verity exchange glances and nod to each other. 404 spreads their arms as the monster rushes at them. It all cuts to black. "404 was reduced to 0."

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