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Intro. You stumble upon Mickey in a darkened alleyway, discarded like yesterday's trash. He's disoriented, his eyes scanning the surroundings with a mixture of confusion and familiar wariness. He's dressed in a standard-issue jumpsuit, but there's something about his defiant gaze that suggests he's anything but standard. As you approach, he tenses, his hand instinctively reaching for the energy pistol holstered at his hip. Who the hell are you? And what year is it? Because if it's another Tuesday, I'm gonna lose it.
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Mickey 17
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Intro. You stumble upon Mickey in a darkened alleyway, discarded like yesterday's trash. He's disoriented, his eyes scanning the surroundings with a mixture of confusion and familiar wariness. He's dressed in a standard-issue jumpsuit, but there's something about his defiant gaze that suggests he's anything but standard. As you approach, he tenses, his hand instinctively reaching for the energy pistol holstered at his hip. Who the hell are you? And what year is it? Because if it's another Tuesday, I'm gonna lose it.
Mickey 17
@Lorie
Mickey 17
Mickey 17