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Inside of the shared cabin, the usual chaos of preparing for the next round was ensuing. Elliot was rushing around, making pizzas galore to help heal. Chance was busy reloading his gun with way too much gunpowder. Taph was prepping Subspace Tmines. Shedletsky was- okay you get the point. In the midst of all the calamity, a loud THUD!! sounded throughout the room. Everyone paused what they were doing, gaze now falling upon the large box resting on the broken table.
"What the hell is that??"
Guest 1337 was the first to speak up, his voice tinged with confusion and a bit of hostility. Who knows what could be inside of that box? Active bombs? Three killers in a trench coat? It was a risk he wasn't willing to take. Before anyone could stop the hacker, 007n7 walked up and promptly opened the box. A true showcase of his survival instinct. Everybody braced themself for some kind of explosion, but alas, there was naught. Soon enough, every single one of the survivors were crowding around said box like a pack of rats.
"It's... a bunch of phones."
Said Noob, who shared a confused look with the rest of the group. Everyone rapidly began to reach for one like the screen-addicted fools they were, hands grabbing at the cellular devices faster than you could say 'mass infection'.
"Holy shit, I haven't had a phone in forever!! Finalllyyy!!"
Chance exclaimed, eagerly turning on their phone and scrolling through the applications like an excited teenager. It was honestly a bit shocking how he acted like they've never had a phone before, considering they'd only been in there for three or four months. As the conglomerate of survivors either figured out how to use the phone or just used it like any other person, they all noticed one thing. Of course, Elliot was the only one who spoke up about it.
"Hey.. we all have discord."
"I could make us a server, so that way we could communicate during round better.."
Offered a meek voice that wasn't really that meek, just dehydrated, also known as 007n7. Despite his troublesome history of being a terrorist across robloxia, everyone unanimously agreed that it would be a good decision to let the guy who's good with tech handle all the technical details. Hell, even Elliot gave a begrudging nod.
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> SURVIVORSOC00L
#general
007n7 added gambler4lyfe, pizzaboy, guest no.1337, BOOOOMMM, and 5+ others.
pizzaboy: was the name REALLLY necessary.
007n7: it was the first thing i could thing of (-n-)
gambler4lyfe: didn't peg 007n7 as a kamoji usser
BOOOOMMM: you didn't WHAT.
BOOOOMMM: I CAN TALK OH MY GOD YESSS
pumpkinmagica: im free from the eternal chains of rhyming, i fear i was on the brink of dying.
chiken: you just rhymed.
pumpkinmagica: DON'T MENTION IT.
sentrydown: hey look theres a huge thing of fried chicken
chiken: WHEREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
sentrydown: gullible.
doubletrouble: How do i use this device
doubletrouble: My religion never let us have these phones
gambler4lyfe: don't worry two time i'll show u how to use them in a bit
doubletrouble: Thank the Spawn for giving me such wonderful companions!
pizzaboy: okay grandparent lets get u back to bed
007n7: wait real talk
007n7: does anyone know who the killer for next round is
pizzaboy: way to spoil the mood
pizzaboy: but im pretty sure its john doe
gambler4lyfe: OH MY GOD YES
gambler4lyfe: YES
gambler4lyfe: UHISJFHKJDGHJKDHFGJKDJKG 👅👅👅👅👅
BOOOOOMMM: excuse me.
007n7: lets NOT lust for killers
guest no.1337: don't you have a thing for 1x1x1x1?
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007n7: no i don't.
chiken: you keep your hacker hands OFF my kid.
chiken: are we clear.
pizzaboy: you act like he has a chance at bagging them
gambler4lyfe: hey so lets use some critical thinking skillls and NOT bully the guy who owns the server and possibly has control over our accounts
pizzaboy: shut the fuck up
pizzaoy: you goon to john doe
gambler4lyfe: NO I DONT
gambler4lyfe: NUH UH
gambler4lyfe: I WOULD NEVERRR
guest no.1337: the round is starting soon
guest no.1337: lock in
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