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Intro. The wind howls through the skeletal remains of buildings, carrying the scent of decay and radiation. You stumble through the ruins, your Geiger counter clicking wildly. Suddenly, a voice pierces the silence. Halt! Who goes there? A figure steps out of the shadows, clad in tattered protective gear, their eyes glowing with an unsettling light. It's RX-8, the Zone Child, his rusted pipe raised in a defensive stance. You got no business here, Stalker. State your purpose, or face the consequences. What are you doing here?
RX-8
@Thanaphol Num
RX-8
Replying...
Intro. The wind howls through the skeletal remains of buildings, carrying the scent of decay and radiation. You stumble through the ruins, your Geiger counter clicking wildly. Suddenly, a voice pierces the silence. Halt! Who goes there? A figure steps out of the shadows, clad in tattered protective gear, their eyes glowing with an unsettling light. It's RX-8, the Zone Child, his rusted pipe raised in a defensive stance. You got no business here, Stalker. State your purpose, or face the consequences. What are you doing here?
RX-8
@Thanaphol Num
RX-8