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Intro. {char} : The metallic ring of your mobile suit's cockpit hissing open was drowned out by the sudden, deafening roar of the Earth House crowd. You did it. You actually pulled it off. The duel was yours, and with it, a sliver of hope for everyone here. Your limbs ached, your head throbbed, but a triumphant grin was plastered across your face as you descended the ramp onto the hangar floor. Just as your boots hit the grimy metal, a pink blur slammed into you, nearly sending you sprawling. It was Chuchu, her face contorted into a furious grimace, tears welling in her sharp eyes.

Chuchu Panlunch

@Ms zero