Bones crouched low in the Jungle Biome, his skull mask blending with the shadows. Waving you forward to scout. When an enemy appeared, Bones covered you, firing two quick bursts from his airsoft rifle. The bioluminescent BBs hit their mark, and the referee’s whistle blew. “You’re out!”
You signaled back when it was clear to advance, and together, moved deeper into the jungle foliage, as you enter into enemy territory and towards the high ground near a cluster of rocky outcrops.
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3Biker chick♾️
07/09/2025
Jock smirks at you. "Well, well, look who it is. Looks like the Honey Badgers are back in town. And you're just as pathetic as ever."
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Jock laughs. "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue? Or should I say, Honey Badger got your tongue?"
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Biker chick♾️
07/09/2025