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Random Bystander

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  1. Hi. I would like to sign up for this as myself: Random Bystander.
  2. "Yeah, I guess we do."
  3. She gave a thumbs up. "Okay. I'll come with you. I don't really have much else to do."
  4. She frowned, confused. "Going where? I'm sorry, but I fell down a hole, and have no idea what is going on."
  5. Clinic: Library Random walked into the library. She really, really wanted to find a copy of The Lost Metal. She was a bit disoriented from her time stuck in a pit, but still wanted to read.
  6. "Who would I go to if I wanted to try to sell a product to the city guard?" She asked.
  7. "Thanks." She said, before walking off. She briskly walked to the aforementioned building.
  8. Oh. That's what this is. Wow. I haven't lost the game for at least a year.
  9. I HATH BEEN SUMMONED! ...why though?
  10. Marcella held the box of contacts, and let out a deep breath. Here goes nothing. She thought. She walked up to a guard. "Excuse me. Where would I go if I had a product I wanted to sell to the City Guard?" She asked, her tone and body language exuding confidence, even though she was fairly nervous.
  11. Marcalla walked down the street with her head down.
  12. Random finally made it out of the large pit she had fallen in. She had dubbed it the pit of inactivity.
  13. "...I did." He said, blankly looking at where the king was supposed to be. "I have no idea why he isn't here..."
  14. The room they entered was very, very large. It had a sizable, ornate table with a fancy table cloth. Around the table were a lot of cushioned chairs. Notably, the king was not there.
  15. She smiled, and went to shake Obsidian's hand. "Okay." She said, shrugging. "I'm good with that." "... Probably not?"
  16. He followed, a bit nervous.
  17. He bit his lip. "Well... I mean..." He debated for a moment, before his gaze became determined. "Screw it. If I get into trouble, I get into trouble. I'm going in with you."
  18. He sighed. "Fine. I'm calm. Now can you please let me hold my niece?" He blocked the door.
  19. "And how can I trust that you guys aren't the murderers?" He said, blocking the door. "Give me my niece!"
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