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Everybody Wants To Rule The World 3: Part 7

@DMUA: "I can give you your souls back, if you beat me in a little game that is."

@Overlord: Everything costs at least a dollar

@Junko: The city is paniked at the disapearred mega death ship.
 
"What kind of game and does it involve punching something?"
 
"Yeah, only really for fights, though. That'll be all I use it for. Even then, I doubt I'll fight anyone soon." He says, before realizing. "Hey, what happened to that Silas fella?"
 
PsychoWarper said:
I become very sad and start building again.
The awesomely strong everest winds knock away your materials.

"do not build in the mountains" The wind whispers.
 
Sombra has no ******* clue of what he is doing.

He is currently eating martian Hamburgers, while turning Mars into a planet covered in water. Because, you know, reasons.
 
"You know what ill leave, not because you told me, becuase I love these mountains" I say as I exit Bankai and start leaving the mountain.
 
Boris grabs something, a bottle of beer, and gives another to Liberty. He gulps it down in one swell drink.
 
Boris then gets another. And another. And another. He's had four for himself now, so he gives Liberty another, wobbly and already on the verge of hurling.
 
Boris then slurps over and over and over until he's downed at the very least 12 bottles of beer. "We....we're good friends, eeh? Riiiight?"
 
He then tried not to hurl up, collapsing and spinning around as he weakly got back up, still refusing to puke it up.
 
@Stand: A guard sees you. "What the hell are you doing?" he says, miffed.

@DMUA: "A game for the ages, just go into that house over there and see." He says, pointing at a normal looking house.
 
"What kind of ages, 10 and up or the industrial era?"
 
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