Minio had been notified of Machete's death and claimed not to have had any contact with him. She was from another branch of Life and Death in the Ministry of Overseeing, so despite having contact with Machete, she cared little of his fate. As far as she was concerned, he was competition... but something weighed heavily on her mind. She had taken over a job from one known was XIII, who through a whimsical twist of fate had ended up in Caelus' project afterward, because that sort of thing happens more often than you'd think... but there was one character in Caelus' project that never really got a true ending. Caelus was dead. His alts were dead. The winner Genesis had died with Caelus and all other participants were dead... but something just didn't feel right. Minio felt as though she was forgetting something, but could not quite grasp what it was... can YOU grasp what it was?
Minio picked up her phone and dialed a number. She waited for several rings, until a young women finally picked up. Minio listen to the woman' introduction. "Yes, may I speak to Cory Trevor?" (pause) "What? Are you serious?" (pause) "When did it happen?" (long pause) "Well I am awfully sorry to hear that... and yes, I am a friend and I will be attending the wake... Thank you for letting me know..." (pause) "You too, goodbye." She hung up the phone. "S***..."
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FLASHBACK!!!!! TWO MONTHS BEFORE THE PROJECT BEGAN
"Aww, look at this guy! How cute!" Exclaimed Caelus.
"Really? He's been here four months and we can't seem to sell him even at half price since he's an albino," chuckled the pet store employee.
"F*** YOU, <offensive racial slur>!" Squeaked the little albino critter.
"Also, he's a f***ing racist piece of s***," added the pet store employee.
"You know what? I think this little guy would make a GREAT office pet!" Said Caelus cheerfully. "He looks like a pterodactyl and he's a complete dick... so I'll call him Pterodicktyl! Full price, I insist!" He took out his wallet.
"Are you serious?" Asked the annoyed pet store employee. "Are you a f***ing racist too?"
"NO!" Snapped Caelus. He peered at the employee's name tag. "No Cory, I am not racist. In fact, my boss has been eyeing my alts and I think he's got it in for me... This little guy would be a perfect insurance policy..."
Cory rolled his eyes. "If you say so, sir..."
Caelus picked up the tiny creature. "You're a small fry aren't ya? I got this place called Earth. You could be pretty big and badass there and pretty much do whatever you want. Sounds good?"
The mini-dinosaur nodded happily.
"All you gotta do is be a cute little office pet... and if I get killed, you'll be my temporary escape vessel," added Caelus. "If you're willing to do that, I'll let you kill a few Earth people in my project... and after it's over, well, I can make you a star in the Random Elimination world. Do you find my terms... agreeable and/or to your liking?"
"As long as I can be racist, sure!" Replied Pterodicktyl happily.
THE END!
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I never said anything about banging her. Also, I wouldn't bang her. -LusterSoldier (on a fat pageant mom whose daughter chugs Mt. Dew)