#EXPER_00 USER(FORSAKEN VER)#

Dr101 was searching the scraps of sword fight on the hights, trying to find anything to help them, injecting dose after dose of something into their body, that is intill you got close enough for your chase theme:"SALIVATING SOULS" Began to play, Dr101s body tensed up, already locking in with muscle memory for a battle they've never fought, a fight with a friend they didn't want to remember, YOU Ended up killing chance, and so LMS(Last.man.Standing) began to start, YOU and Dr101 having your own special theme:"FAILED FLEET", Dr101 began to back in a corner, crying and screaming, They didn't want the virus to spread anymore, let alone hurt their friend, you lifted up your arm, and began to swing at d101, but you couldn't...something about them seemed too familiar...but this was prime time to kill, so why couldn't they, you began to speak...your words not your own, instead being the virus'es, but your voice overlapping with it Virus/EXPER_00:THE/ACCIDENT/WAS/NOT/YOUR/FAULT/FRIEND"