My name came from a nickname, my brother gave me. He gives me many nicknames, but only Caruso stuck. I can actually remember the spot I was standing when I got it, and what the sky looked like. It was at the beach, near the corner of a condo, and the sky was dark, but still had light to it. The 09 part originated from my age at the time of creating account for many games, but prior to that, I it was Caruso07.
Nowadays, I use the name nkdcaruso occasionally, which originated from an XBox Live account I created, but I had two of them, so Caruso09 was taken, so I put in Caruso, but for some odd reason, it added nkd to the front, so for my steam account primarily I go under nkdcaruso, but Caruso09 is still my true identity.
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Jason tugged on the door. It flung open with lots of effort, like it was trying to pull itself shut. He stuck his axe in the door and it stayed open. Jason did a laugh of mmphs at the door. He found Jilly inside her lab, well he couldn't see her, but he knew she was there. "Mmph?"
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Kaboom.
Jason figured out how to hardly budge when blasted and he stood in the fire. A small hole where the nob should have been. "Mmph mmph mmph!" Jason really said, "You are nothing to me labs!" Jason reachrd he hand through the door. "Mmph?" Which was, "Jilly?"
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Jason began to think after Nark and Jilly left. "I know you're there." He said out loud, "You sure are some coward to hide and terrify people, you know it?" There was no answer. Jason looked ahead with hatred at nothing. He conjured a flamethrower. "If the arena disables YouLabs' protection, I'll need a suit." He spawned a few more things: a shotgun, an axe, and a fireproof suit. He programmed the training room to allow death and respawns. He stepped in and saw many projections already. He was holding his shotgun, then he shot. The shell exploded and sent many projectiles into the projections. He grabbed his axe and swung aimlessly behind him and shattered a projection. He finally gets to the fun part: the flamethrower. He lights the projection on fire, and they didn't fall apart on contact. Instead they stayed light. "All the more fun." Jason said with a crazed expression in his unseen eyes. He lit several on fire and ran away pulling out his axe. He turned and severed limbs and other important things on the projections and kicked them. "End training." Jason said. He stopped to create an idea he had.
Epic time skip to current part of the battle:
Jason took a flamethrower and began to tinker on it. He loosened a few things up to allow a more free fire, and increase I size. He also made two attachments: a shotgun and a device that let free compressed gas. He tested the compression blast by setting something on fire, then he pulled the trigger to let put the gas. Jason was against the wall. "That works." Jason said with fires smoldering in his hair.
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Jason eyes widened. "The Marks. They are everywhere. Three of us are plagued. Three of us are confused. And three of us are important." Jason said with a short pause between each phrase, "Before you ask questions, here's what I know: we're not the only ones here. Something gives the marks, something watches us, something knows who we are. I call them The Unknown." Jason mentally shuddered at his own words. There is something. Otherwise, who invited us?
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