MagmaForever
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- Nov 23, 2014
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Lilycove City, Magma Hideout
On an average, boring day, sits a simple man in a red hoodie. He's slumping, with a glazed look in the eye. The cavernous entrance is quite warm today, due to magma flowing underneath the fortress. This man, oh this man, is very.. Exhausted. He's tired of taking orders. He's tired of being beaten by some punk kid. He's tired of this life. Yes, folks, Alan Tacomer, Ace Magma Grunt Extrordinaire, has had enough. And today, nobody, not his fellow grunts, not his Admins, not his leader Maxie, not even that-that-that BRAT is going to get in his way. Today he will finally show his true colors, and stir up this hideout. But how, he wonders... Oh, yes. That. Alan's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of "Hello, Alan. What are you thinking about now? Trying to get that kid Brendan as always?"
On an average, boring day, sits a simple man in a red hoodie. He's slumping, with a glazed look in the eye. The cavernous entrance is quite warm today, due to magma flowing underneath the fortress. This man, oh this man, is very.. Exhausted. He's tired of taking orders. He's tired of being beaten by some punk kid. He's tired of this life. Yes, folks, Alan Tacomer, Ace Magma Grunt Extrordinaire, has had enough. And today, nobody, not his fellow grunts, not his Admins, not his leader Maxie, not even that-that-that BRAT is going to get in his way. Today he will finally show his true colors, and stir up this hideout. But how, he wonders... Oh, yes. That. Alan's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of "Hello, Alan. What are you thinking about now? Trying to get that kid Brendan as always?"
