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Fanfic on a retrozor

Hello! I love a retrozor, and I really liked the final of the season, but the bonus from the gamemaker is somewhat … discouraged. No, he is very funny, and I understand why it was done just like that, but, in my modest look, by logic everything should have ended differently. This blog is just fan thoughts without complaints about anything. If you find syntactic errors – write in the comments. If you are the author of the retrozor, and have complaints about your characters in my performance – write too. Pleasant reading!

– You are news with you, and we continue our https://sistersitescasino.co.uk/casinos/swift-casino/ release. Two thousand game characters were found and sent in reservation over the past month. More recently, video games were innocent children’s entertainment, but now, after the invasion, everything has changed. What are the dangerous characters in real life dangerous? Our correspondent will answer this question.
A half -hearted smiling face of a correspondent appeared on the screen. On the background stood a mesh of a rabid with barbed wire upstairs. Someone was swarming behind her.
– Thank you. Now we are located on the territory of the largest, ninth reservation. Behind my back you can see its border, I am now on the territory of the military, and there is a territory … game characters.
The operator approached the grid close. Behind her were those who went into the far ranks of the army tents, and between the tents – hundreds of people and half -people in gray uniforms. Some of them squeezed into the net, as if hoping to seep through it, someone cut circles, and someone just sat or stood, and looked at one point. The camera stopped for a while on a frightened blonde, now and then glancing at the left hand, glorified a skinny pink-haired man, reflexively waving her foot, and quite a bit lingered on the terrible person sitting on the ground. He did not have the right eye and his left hand, and something like a piece of stone stuck out of his head like a horn. The operator immediately went further, and therefore did not see how people in black, not like army overalls with strange stripes on their shoulders, took him under his arms and led him behind them. The reporter, meanwhile, continued:
– Many people believe that game characters should be full members of society, and their retention in the reservation is illegal, but the government has reason to take such measures.
A strict man in a white coat appeared on the screen. The signature at the bottom of the screen said that it was a psychologist, a civilian specialist.
– Game characters are not adapted to real life, they are dangerous for themselves and for others. You see, they believe that the whole world serves to entertain them. You can talk with the character, and he begins to spin on the spot, or jumps on your table … Of course, we will teach them how to live in the real world, but for now it’s better for them to be here. In addition, those whom you have seen are only human characters that are not different from ordinary people. But there are also characters who have supername, various inseparable implants and so on. For them there is a separate isolated building.
– Recall that game characters appeared as a result of the first gamer -rustic act known to mankind under the name “invasion”. If you notice a suspicious object or person, do not try to contact them – call the police. A person may well turn out to be a hiding game character, and an object – an artifact with deadly properties.
The plot ended, and the studio appeared on the screen again. The host, sweetly smiling, said:
– And now – to other news. One of the main sponsors of all anti -player -terrorist organizations, as well as the largest manufacturer of feline feeds – she named the name – made a speech as part of the monthly congress of the International Anti -Greater -Terround Organization “Stopgame”. As usual, he used the television.
A red -haired man in a black suit with a white cat in his arms appeared on the screen. His voice was unusually sincere and disposed.

– Many people believe that the manufacturer of cat food, which takes such an active part in anti -terrorism activity, is … strange. But I think that each of us who can help the world in this difficult moment must do it. The relatively recent capture of the leader of the “revolutionaries”, known as the huckster is a big success, but this war is not over yet. We all know who is behind the invasion, and I – we will throw the best forces from those that we have access to their neutralization. Believe me – to us: the victory over this evil, gamingurism is already close!
– We remind you that the responsibility for the invasion lies with these people – three photos appeared on the screen. – From left to right: Max, is also known as a warrior, scribbler, real name is unknown, dock, real name is unknown. They are dangerous international gaming terrorists, and if you know anything about their whereabouts, we ask you to immediately call the number that you see below the screen. And on this we are forgiven-shche-sh ..
Pisaka cursed and hit the robot monitor several times, but unsuccessfully – the signal finally disappeared. With a sigh, he tears from the tower along the hinged staircase and went to Hammer. Doc was digging in the engine, but, having heard steps, he straightened up.
– What outside?
-Around the reservation, the red-haired righteous speeches pushes, they hung terrorism on us … Everything is the same. And how did the warrior let you go to his Hammer?
-What can you do, it is necessary for someone to go around the territory. Not for me, for I am too important for humanity, to just take it, and to die, and not for you, because you are a dead and generally disappear where. So he left Hammer to my guardianship.
The scribbler wanted to be indignant, but instead he was silent, and suddenly asked:
– Doc, what do you think … We did the right thing when we arranged … this?
– Eh, the humanitarian! That’s right, wrong … We did not give nuclear bombs to smash ourselves into shreds, just as we do not let the red to get traffic and our heads to addition! Everything is simple and clear, and there is nothing to dissolve nun here!
Pisaka sighed and looked up, to where at the very top of the TV show in the evening twilight the brightest star shone, a star that supported life in game beings around the world.
Having looked around, he did not notice how behind him, a ram on a balloon rose far in the forest in the forest.

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