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Well. Here I am again. Alone. Not the first time though. I'm used to it. I don't even know why I joined them. I've been alone for what seems a month now? I've lost all concept of time ever since they took over. They? BL/ind. They promote the well being of humans (Better Living Industries), but they kill countless people. After the apocalypse, a lot of people died. Then, BL/ind took over, and they made our lives miserable. They sent out things called 'draculoids' at any small sight of trouble. There were some people however, who survived the catastrophe, and BL/ind's grip. That was us. The Killjoys. We are classed as the 'outlaws', but in fact, we are protecting those under BL/ind's control. Our 'leaders' are The Fabulous Four. I don't know much about them, but I do know that they are very hard to become friends with. Not that I mind. I'm not into groups. I've been walking endlessly, it seems. My legs are killing me. I don't even know where I'm going. I'm so thirsty. I haven't drank anything for an eternity. I spotted a big rock that looked safe to lean against. I hobbled over to the rock, when I fell, and I could see nothing.


[kinda short opening here sorry*.*]

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