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                                            1.
                                            >You shove Indigo away and wrap your arms around your breasts
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                                            2.
                                            >Indigo stumbles backward
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                                            3.
                                            >"H-hey! I am not done with you!"
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                                            4.
                                            >The dopamine injection wasn't much, but it's making it surprisingly hard to think
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                                            5.
                                            >You feel so... giddy
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                                            6.
                                            >Your chest heaves with heavy breaths
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                                            7.
                                            >You can definitely feel your erect nipples rubbing against your forearm
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                                            8.
                                            >Thankfully, you're not damp in the panties or anything yet
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                                            9.
                                            >But it definitely feels *hot* down there
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                                            10.
                                            >You let out a girlish giggle
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                                            11.
                                            >Maybe this was a bad idea...
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                                            12.
                                            >The drone's gun barrel lets out a grinding noise as a burst of bullets bounce off the reinforced concrete around your feet
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                                            13.
                                            >It sounds like an TX-13M magnetic gun, and it's *definitely* not loaded with the usual nonlethal rounds
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                                            14.
                                            >Everything around you slows down as the adrenaline kicks in on top of the dopamine
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                                            15.
                                            >You really should be running away
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                                            16.
                                            >You're getting shot at by an angry cop Gilda who could probably kill you and just say you were "resisting arrest"
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                                            17.
                                            >You also see Indigo charging at you in the periphery, her fingernail-talons fully extended in both hands
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                                            18.
                                            >A police drone AND a razorgirl
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                                            19.
                                            >It's definitely time to run the fuck away
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                                            20.
                                            >...But that won't be awesome at all, right?
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                                            21.
                                            
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                                            22.
                                            (Action check: FAILED)
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                                            23.
                                            
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                                            24.
                                            >Your legs dig into the ground below with explosive force as you charge forward
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                                            25.
                                            >Your combat loafers' soles get hot under the crushing impact of your strides
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                                            26.
                                            >Your arms move in a blur
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                                            27.
                                            >You let go of your breasts, exposing them to the cool air
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                                            28.
                                            >The buttonless fringes of your blouse flutters behind you as you pick up even more speed
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                                            29.
                                            >You grasp the top of your shock katana's scabbard with one hand, and grip the hilt with the other
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                                            30.
                                            >You have to keep moving to dodge the bullets
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                                            31.
                                            >But you can't outrun a razorgirl sleeve...
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                                            32.
                                            >You'll have to neutralize her first
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                                            33.
                                            >You shift your bodyweight to the side and arc your trajectory towards the incoming Indigo
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                                            34.
                                            >You see her eyes shift to your exposed breasts in slow-mo
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                                            35.
                                            >Her eyes widen slowly as her mouth forms a big dumb "ohh~" face
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                                            36.
                                            >Ugh...
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                                            37.
                                            >If she wasn't so blatant about it, you wouldn't have had any qualms about getting steamy with her
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                                            38.
                                            >You pull on your shock katana and unsheath the silvery blade in a wide arc, sweeping at Indigo's throat
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                                            39.
                                            >Your form, the timing of the sweep, the angle....
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                                            40.
                                            >It's all perfect
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                                            41.
                                            >Of course, you're Rainbow Dash after all!
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                                            42.
                                            >You giggle like a girl again
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                                            43.
                                            >You need to do something about that dopamine gland implant...
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                                            44.
                                            >The tip of the blade comes within inches from cleaving Indigo's throat
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                                            45.
                                            >Suddenly, Indigo stops moving in slow motion
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                                            46.
                                            >She ducks under your blade in real time even as you're swiping at the empty air in slow motion
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                                            47.
                                            >Fuck!
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                                            48.
                                            >She's fast!
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                                            49.
                                            >Your eyes nearly can't turn fast enough as Indigo closes into you
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                                            50.
                                            >She closes her fingers shut like she's about to perform a karate chop
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                                            51.
                                            >Her fingernail-talons are lined up perfectly into five parallel shivs
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                                            52.
                                            >You feel a jolt of pain as she stabs at your thigh (-1)
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                                            53.
                                            "Ack!"
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                                            54.
                                            >You return to reality as you take a painful dive onto the pavement
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                                            55.
                                            >The momentum sends you rolling several more yards as a trail of bullet impacts follow you
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                                            56.
                                            >You roll back onto your feet and shuffle behind a concrete safety barrier dividing the walkway and the zipping megalane
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                                            57.
                                            >Thankfully, the lane you're sitting in is closed for maintenance
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                                            58.
                                            "F-fuck..."
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                                            59.
                                            >You grit your teeth as you feel the damage
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                                            60.
                                            >You see blood soaking into the blue-and-white striped thigh-high
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                                            61.
                                            >The stab wasn't deep, but it's enough to hamper your running speed
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                                            62.
                                            >You feel the concrete barrier behind you being chipped away by another burst
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                                            63.
                                            >You squeeze your eyes shut and focus, using a series of trigger-thoughts to start the painkiller injectors
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                                            64.
                                            >More drugs
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                                            65.
                                            >You feel giddy, hazy, horny, and kinda loopy too
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                                            66.
                                            >"Hey girlie, surprised somebody's faster than you, huh?"
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                                            67.
                                            "N-no, idiot! I'm just out of shape, that's all"
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                                            68.
                                            >"Suuure, come on out nice and slow and Indie is gonna make you feel *real* good~"
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                                            69.
                                            >"[STOP FLIRTING WITH THE UNLICENSED SLUT, INDIGO]"
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                                            70.
                                            >You sigh as your eyes flutter
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                                            71.
                                            "L-like hell I am! Y-you come to me first"
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                                            72.
                                            >You raise your knees to your chest, trying to keep the wound slightly elevated
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                                            73.
                                            >Thankfully, the autocars are moving too fast to see a rainbow-haired girl flashing her striped panties to the traffic sitting with her knees propped up
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                                            74.
                                            >You roll up the fringes of your blouse and tie it up like a bikini top, finally covering your exposed breasts
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                                            75.
                                            >If you didn't look like a Halloween skank already, you totally do now
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                                            76.
                                            >Your getup looks like some sexy parody of a zombie schoolgirl uniform, your tummy exposed and bloodstains down one leg
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                                            77.
                                            >All you need is pigtails to complete the look, just like one of those TriX commercials featuring its founder's sexualized body "riding" a miniaturized rocket
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                                            78.
                                            >You retch at the thought
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                                            79.
                                            >You hear another burst from the drone, but you don't feel any impacts behind you
 - 
                                            80.
                                            >Huh?
 - 
                                            81.
                                            >You slowly raise your head above the barrier to take a look
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                                            82.
                                            >Indigo is darting around like a hedgehog, jumping impossibly high to take swipes at the drone
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                                            83.
                                            >The Drone weaves around in the air, dodging the razorgirl's attacks and shooting short bursts whenever she's midair and her trajectory is at least predictable
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                                            84.
                                            >Even then, Indigo twists and twirls in flight, letting bullets wheeze near her but never striking her
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                                            85.
                                            >"[FUCK YOU! ALL THOSE TIMES I STAYED FAITHFUL TO YOU, NEVER KISSING ANYBODY, AND YOU JUST CAMP HERE ALL DAY WHILE I'M AT WORK GROPING WANNABE WHORES]"
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                                            86.
                                            >"Ohh, no kisses huh? But it was nothing personal when you held their hand and scissored them like there's no tomorrow?"
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                                            87.
                                            >"[IT WAS ALL CONSENSUAL, UNLIKE YOUR SLUTTY FLINGS]"
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                                            88.
                                            >"You never had MY consent!"
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                                            89.
                                            "What the hell..."
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                                            90.
                                            >You make a promise to yourself never to get wrapped in an "open relationship" like that
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                                            91.
                                            >You let out an involuntary moan
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                                            92.
                                            >The cocktail of drugs are making your knees feel weak
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                                            93.
                                            >You feel tingly everywhere...
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                                            94.
                                            >Your hand drift below the hem of your skirt
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                                            95.
                                            >You arch your back as you trace circles around the bottom of your slightly damp panties
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                                            96.
                                            >No!
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                                            97.
                                            >Not now!
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                                            98.
                                            >You slap yourself trying to regain focus
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                                            99.
                                            
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                                            100.
                                            >What now?
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                                            101.
                                            
 - 102.
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                                            103.
                                            
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                                            104.
                                            Gear:
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                                            105.
                                            Custom Shock Katana (primary)
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                                            106.
                                            M1 Spec Ops Wakizashi
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                                            107.
                                            TX-9 Compact Rifle (0 ammo)
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                                            108.
                                            
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                                            109.
                                            Items:
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                                            110.
                                            [none]
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                                            111.
                                            
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                                            112.
                                            Actions:
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                                            113.
                                            >Slip away on foot while they're busy doing... whatever the hell this is [Easy (90%)]
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                                            114.
                                            >Summon a getaway cab and escape while taking "care" of yourself in private [Medium (70%)]
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                                            115.
                                            >Attack Indigo while she's busy [OUCH (30%)]
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                                            116.
                                            >write-in
 
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