We're on a fault line.
Interesting.
I wonder if it'll cause a collapse.
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His heart pounded as he sat in the empty room.
His interviewer stepped in quietly.
He stood up.
His interviewer smiled.
"Welcome.. What was your name again?"
"Tahre," he says quietly.
"I've been associated with this.. company for a long time as my family members have worked here for as long as I can remember."
The interviewer stares at Tahre for a second before approaching him with a metallic goldish nameplate pin and sticking it onto Tahre's jacket.
It just said "Tahre" on it, as expected.
"You're going to be in 9825-9850," the interviewer explains.
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The Subjects of KOI
FanfictionOC stories :3 As with most of what I do, this is partially AvA-related, as the setting is part of Rocket!Corp aka victim's organization thing. Warning for blood and gore descriptions, general disturbing imagery, and possibly more things I will add i...
