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#94
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There is a role. I am satisfied.
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#95
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Understood.
Vistrit, is written
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made
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#97
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The role has been assigned.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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#98
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Role assigned.
И потом Сатана сказал: "пусть они будут любить тех, с кем быть не смогут, и не будут любить тех, с кем будут всю жизнь. Несите мне попкорн!":smile51: :smile51: :smile51: :smile51:
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#99
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Wistrit, it's spelled this way.
I apologize. I have made the correction.
ВАГИАНТ!Отчасти вампир, отчасти гигант.
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#100
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Role assigned.
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#101
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THE FIRST NIGHT IS HERE.


FIRST BLOOD


During the night, one of Reinhard's friends visited him, and they were glad to see each other as they hadn't seen each other in a long time. Also, Reinhard managed to chat with the HR manager, and on his way back, he stopped by his neighbor's place to ask about work, but he was sound asleep.

At night, a large guy approached Spir and asked for a cigarette; they laughed, but only quietly so as not to wake up those who were sleeping.

Thorium stood calmly near one of the doors leading to the cold storage area when suddenly a suspicious-looking man called out to him and asked something. Thorium couldn't make out what exactly it was, and the man disappeared.

As Neyra prepared to take a walk around the laboratory, she noticed a strange structure that she decided to go around from the other side. Returning from her walk, she sensed something was wrong because this very structure had been smashed to pieces and torn apart. As she pondered what might have happened, she didn't notice how she herself ended up being ripped to shreds, just like the structure. A look of bewilderment and pain froze on Neyra's face, but she didn't have time to say anything. In her pocket were some manuscripts and a ticket to Vincenzo Natalie's press conference, which would be held in Raccoon City, but unfortunately, she wouldn't get to visit the foreigner.

Unlike Neyra, Vishmaster felt better than ever.

Morning could swear that someone had been following him throughout the night while he chatted with one of his acquaintances.

And Arandor even saw that he had been accompanied all night by two strange guys in uniform.

List of players:

1.Morning
2.Reinhard
3.Amko
4.Zubr
5.Arandor
6.Hermit
7.Lynx
8.Tox
9.Nebo
10.Vishmaster
12.Spir
13.Kits
14.Deliries
15.Vistrit
16.Thorium

Corpses:
11.Neyra
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#102
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Jack, be a bad guy, do as I do, publish newspapers ten hours after the night begins.
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#103
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#105
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Execute Tox. Reinhard explained everything perfectly, and it immediately became clear that Tox was a member of the Mafia.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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#106
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Hey, I'm not spamming your thread...
ВАГИАНТ!Отчасти вампир, отчасти гигант.
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#107
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Sky, are you seeking revenge? :/
I'll analyze the newspaper later tonight or tomorrow morning; I have to disappear for a long time right now.
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#108
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1. The Labyrinth Keeper activates a trap on Ney.
2. The Cleaner blocks.
3. The Bodyguard blocks/guards Spira.
4. The Guards guard Arandor.
5. The Chief Physician monitors Moning.
6. The Manager checks Revan's status.
7. The Scientists search for each other in Revan and Moning.
8. The Analyst checks Torian's status.
9. The Scavenger searches for a formula.
12. The Doctor heals Vishmaster.
Ты страшился тысячи вещей... Но все это были лишь маски, лишь видимости. На самом деле страшило тебя только одно решиться сделать шаг в неизвестное, маленький шаг через все существующие предосторожности. И кто хоть один раз оказывал великое доверие, полагался на судьбу, тот обретал свободу.
Мы не свободные, вольно танцующие автобусы. Мы – привязанные троллейбусы и трамваи

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