Little Death was as bored as could be, sitting alone in sector B8 of Sedina. Wondering why noone was passing by, he started looking around, noticing a single crate of LeberMac's tequila floating through space. Figuring that he'd better leave that story to someone else, he continued to search for victims to shoot with his Repair Modules.

Maybe they'll all come to me and throw me a surprise party thought LD. Of course, after sitting in B8 for another hour, moaning and complaining aloud on the general chat channel, he started realizing that there was no hope for him in continuing this way.

He proceeded to D14 to seek out other lifeforms. Strangely, still noone was there. Not even station guards. Well, he thought, I'll go party with some drunk Leviathans. Maybe they'll even bring me up as an Orun Collector and I'll learn the ways of the Hive.. Searching the station for a mission that might hint at the location of a leviathan, he found that there were no missions available to him.

Well, what now?

Well, at about that time, he figured it was about the right time to log off. Upon doing so, he noticed something that made him realize what a stupid mistake he had made:

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Username- test:Death Jr.
Password-
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P.S. This is my first RP composition.......though it's not exactly RP. I just wanted to give it a shot, so if it's rather stinky, you will understand why. I'm sure it's not that interesting either. But it's a true story......hehe.

-Little Death

But it's a true story

We don't doubt it.

I'll go party with some drunk Leviathans. Maybe they'll even bring me up as an Orun Collector and I'll learn the ways of the Hive.

lol, I know what you mean!