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We introduce a few characters. First the fighter...
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| My arm, All right. I wish it wouldn`t keep falling off... | |
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| I see bloody footprints, a char outline on the wall, and yet no murder weapon. | |
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| i don`t think i should be here. But... heh... heheh... | |
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| Braiiins, Braiiins for the dead... Please sir, I need more brains... | |
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| Sorry allready gave at the office, guvna` | |
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