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#76
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I'm too f*cking old
To sell my soul
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Власть принадлежит тем, кто может владеть ей!
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Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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This is some kind of curse...
ВАГИАНТ!Отчасти вампир, отчасти гигант.
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"NO! NO! NO! DAMN YOU, BLADGE! I HATE THIS MAFIA, EXCEPT FOR THE APPLE PIE!111111
BLADGE, BLADGE, BLADGE!!!!!!1111 HATRED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111111111111111111111111111111" or simply "the world is unfair."

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За всем следят машины благодати и любви.
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Got the steering wheel.
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Demo fiddled with the charge installed on the surface of the dome for a few more minutes, muttering angrily to herself through clenched teeth, a green wire held between them. Finally, when she was done, she went to the others, who were standing at a respectable distance. "Will it definitely work?" she asked again, voicing a question that concerned not only her. The Doctor simply nodded in response. "Well... let's go..." Demo opened the detonator and pressed the black button. An explosion of such force occurred that the entire squad was thrown to the ground, even Bio. As the thick, bluish smoke began to dissipate, the group had already recovered from the shock. "Wow..." Demo said. "I miscalculated a little," the Doctor said calmly, getting up from the ground. Bruno approached the spot where the charge had been installed. The dome remained undamaged. "Rrrr," Wave growled angrily. "What's the matter?" Bruno ran his hand over the surface of the dome, wiping away the blue residue. Thin cracks covered an area with a diameter of one meter from the epicenter of the explosion. He hit it with all his might, and a crack appeared. Another blow, and the thick glass of the dome finally cracked and crumbled onto the green grass that grew on the outside. Western immediately jumped up and ran towards the noise, taking her rifle off safety along the way. In one jump, she covered two and a half meters to the shelter and quickly took up a combat position. There was no one in the rifle's sights, and the sensors detected no extraneous movement. The grass near the dome had strangely turned yellow in one spot, and a small hole was visible above it. She felt a fear she had never experienced before. The hole in the dome was not closing as it usually would. A crackling sound came from the side, and Western instantly jumped up, aiming her rifle in the direction of the noise, taking cover behind a tree. A shot rang out, and a bullet, with tremendous force, flew out of the barrel of Wave's powerful pistol, covering the distance from the stone near the grove, behind which the bandit leader was hiding, to the guard's temple in a fraction of a second. Western fell to the ground, her gleaming rifle clattering against the hard ground and falling into a puddle of blood. The Mechanic fed the dog, poured a cup of strong black tea, and was already walking up the stairs to the upper floor, looking forward to an hour of rest. He, as usual, entered the energy supply room, spending about ten minutes looking at the complex graphs twisting on the large monitors mounted on the walls. He entered the monitoring room for the activity of the alert and communication systems; everything was in order. As usual, he walked past the screens in the security room, went to the window, and admired the fields, which were visible from here in a very attractive perspective. He took a sip of tea and closed his eyes. Suddenly, he turned sharply, hearing a beep. The red line indicating the vital activity of the western guard was gradually turning black on the monitor. The cup hit the floor, shattering into several pieces, and the warm tea splashed onto the cold stone. The Mechanic hit the large red button, which was framed in yellow and black and installed in the most prominent place, with all his might; shards of the glass protective casing fell to the floor. Red warning lights flashed throughout the barrier, and a siren wailed.
The first night begins.
Send in the reinforcements.

... his cold hand touched the barrier ... a flash ... a crack ... blackened grass, ashes, and the smell of burning ... several bullets entered the body, causing irritation and pain ... two black pistols in her hands, altered, external bio-implants ... an alarm ... a distortion of space ... a jump ... a cold hand squeezed the girl's neck ... a crack, a scream, a moan ... darkness ...
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Ladies and gentlemen, the newsletter will be delayed by a couple of hours today. Unexpected matters have come up. I apologize for the inconvenience; everyone gets a drink on the house!
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made
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Ugh, I spent half an hour watching Vistreet respond in the Mafia 39 thread. A piece of emptiness for the small December.
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Well, I wrote part of the newspaper. But I won’t be able to finish the whole thing before it’s published.
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made
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X-ray overdose




...- He will be here soon.
The Engineer spat out a chewed wheat grain and pointed to one of the mines on the map.
- He should be somewhere around here right now.
The mine shaft cover slid aside, and with a loud clang, an Underlord emerged into the light.
- Finally, you're here! - The Warden sighed.
- Something strange is happening down there. - The Underlord croaked.
- That’s not important right now; we have problems up here.
- As you say.
A Mechanic burst into the hall.
- Eastern undead!
The Warden staggered, her breathing became heavy, and her voice weakened slightly.
- Western… now Eastern… who are they? How did they manage to kill two guardians?
- I fear these aren't just ordinary raiders; perhaps even some of them are altered… - the Engineer said thoughtfully.
- Things are much worse,- interrupted the Mechanic.- A second hole in the dome has been burned through by dark energy. It's Void.
Silence fell over the hall...


It was still early morning, but the barrier was already restless. The inhabitants sensed danger. A ticking time bomb that someone had crudely taped to their carefree and happy life.
WhiteLizard left his house and headed towards his goal. Soon he felt like someone was following him. He turned onto a street corner, into a dark alley, and quickened his pace. However, at that moment, the pursuer caught up with him and, without further ado, shoved him with such force that Lizard hit the wall and fell to the ground, followed by several kicks to the chest, and Lizard lost consciousness.
In the house occupied by RiMpel2, there were shouts and noise; it seemed that the owner was having some kind of problem with electricity.
Arandor was going about his business in one of the hangars located far from the main residential complex. Suddenly, a blue-haired young man burst in, wielding a large, strange gun. Without hesitation, he aimed it at Arandor, and the hangar immediately filled with thick, wet steam.
Someone wandered around Morning’s house for a long time, but the owner didn't notice anything unusual.
Xostor was walking along a small path in the park when he heard some noise behind him. A person in a helmet looked at him with tired eyes through thick protective goggles. The Underlord raised his hand, and an invisible surge of energy passed through Xostor's body. He collapsed to his knees and took several minutes to recover from this surprise.
His light steps were barely audible against the rustling wind; like an unseen shadow, he walked among the wheat stalks. Towards where his target had settled down for the night. The small cottage for special occasions was definitely occupied by someone; a small fire burned in the yard, and the air smelled of roasted meat. Some man whistled as he turned a spit with pieces of meat on it and sipped beer from a mug. Several bullets fired from two pistols hit him in the back, after which he fell silently into the fire. On hearing the noise, two more people ran out of the house; another ten bullets and two more corpses. Void stepped over the threshold. His target pressed himself against the wall at the end of the corridor, clutching a chair in his hands.
- Don’t come any closer! - shouted Ment.
Void raised his pistol and fired; the bullet pierced the chair and easily entered the chest. The man dropped his improvised shield and fell to the floor. |clue|

Alive:
1. Amko
3. WishmasteR
4. Киц Кицунька
5. RiMpel2
6. Loreley
7. Драккошка
8. L.Depravado
9. Небо
10. Dgak
11. Spear
12. Dragneel
13. ToX
14. Нэйра Дрейк
15. Arandor
16. Xostor
17. Ple-Sen
18. WhiteLizard
19. Morning

Dead:
2. Ment
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made