Murder your father
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| - | Strengthened in your resolve, you aim to do only one thing: eliminate your father | + | Strengthened in your resolve, you aim to do only one thing: eliminate your father. |
| - | Part of you feels a disconnect from this reality anyway, you've been a 6 year old for less than 20 minutes, just a moment ago you were someone else. Of course you were, your name was...what was your name, again? Either way, the quickest, most foolproof way to secure your safety is by removing this girl's father from the equation. | + | Part of you feels a disconnect from this reality anyway, you've been a 6 year old for less than 20 minutes, just a moment ago you were someone else. Of course you were, your name was...what was your name, again? Either way, the quickest, most foolproof way to secure your safety is by removing this girl's father from the equation. |
| - | + | You grab your toothbrush, line the bristles with toothpaste and proceed to brush your teeth. Furiously contemplating the manner of his demise, you stare almost vacantly into your new and unfamiliar eyes, and they stare back. | |
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Revision as of 20:10, 9 February 2016
Strengthened in your resolve, you aim to do only one thing: eliminate your father.
Part of you feels a disconnect from this reality anyway, you've been a 6 year old for less than 20 minutes, just a moment ago you were someone else. Of course you were, your name was...what was your name, again? Either way, the quickest, most foolproof way to secure your safety is by removing this girl's father from the equation.
You grab your toothbrush, line the bristles with toothpaste and proceed to brush your teeth. Furiously contemplating the manner of his demise, you stare almost vacantly into your new and unfamiliar eyes, and they stare back.
