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[fuckyousoleil]

[In the center of camp, there is a bulletin board. Beneath the bulletin board is a large medical kit. Much like the other two, it has a number pasted on the side in medical tape - "VII." It's also filled to the brim with what one would expect from a med kit. However, unlike the other two, this kit is already open, making today's print out

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[bluetilator]

Finally something worth fighting.

[bluetilator]

If you are tired of living I can end your life.

[fruitophile]

It would be unsatisfying to do it now. ♣

[bluetilator]

Then bother me no more.

[ascendthethorns]

Have you encountered anything like it before?

[bluetilator]

I have not encountered something of its individual qualities, but I have fought off monstrous armies and helped prevent the apocalypse.

[ascendthethorns]

How did you help prevent the apocalypse?

[bluetilator]

I tore my enemies to shreds. Los Angeles was dragged down into hell and the full extent of my power flared back into life. I will not have that advantage here.

[ascendthethorns]

Then know that it's unlikely you'll be facing the Devourer.

[bluetilator]

If it is flesh I can tear through it's skin and make instruments of its bones. Why should I not fight it?

[ascendthethorns]

Because it's not set to arrive until after the countdown. We will be facing a different threat.

[bluetilator]

Then I am your weapon. Point me where you want destruction.

[ascendthethorns]

What is your preferred fighting style?

[bluetilator]

Messy.

[ascendthethorns]

No, I meant ranged, melee? What weapons or skills do you favour?

[bluetilator]

I like to be close enough to feel the flesh of my enemies. I will use any weapons at my disposal.