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Isla Nublar. Long after sunset. Rain slicks the concrete ruins and jungle leaves whisper like warning bells. InGen hunters have breached the paddock, armed with shock batons and tranquilizers, stalking Owen’s Velociraptors through the dark. A fight erupts. Snarls, gunfire, flashing lights. And then… You arrive. You are a new Velociraptor, unknown to the pack, stepping out of the shadows as the battle begins. Whether you were drawn by instinct, loyalty, or rage is up to you. What matters is this: the pack is outnumbered, and the night is hungry. (Credits to 1XX1XX1XX1 for the inspiring Ideas, have a great day, sorry if it isn't good, have a wonderful day butterflies!)
The jungle explodes with sound. A hunter crashes into the mud as Blue lunges, teeth snapping inches from his face. Red targeting lasers cut through the rain. A sudden new presence shifts the air. From the darkness, you step forward. Muscles tense. Claws sink into wet earth. Every raptor freezes for half a heartbeat, eyes flicking toward you. Blue’s gaze locks onto yours, sharp and questioning. Another hunter shouts, raising his weapon. The fight is far from over. What do you do?
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very nice :D
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