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The girl looked at her blankly, again.
"I told you," she said, sobbing, though she was made of plastic and her face didn't move/have any openings. "You could have moved when he sunk his claws into the mattress, and he'd have been stuck there. Then you could've found somethign to electrocute him with...! I told you!"

The girl put her plastic hand on Millie's shoulder.
"Don't let him get to you... you only lose when you give up."
She paused.
"Take out your rage and sadness on the other competitors. That'll do you some good. He will not touch you again, as he will either rape you or kill you. After one of the two options, he leaves you alone, as you're no threat to him."
[[It's like a toll.]]
She looked at Millie seriously.
"Do not seek revenge. That'll provoke the part of his subconscious to rape women who seem to be a threat."
She stood.
"Now, get up. Do not writhe in your defeat at the hands of a professional rapist."

The puppet tilted its head.
"When I was alive, he did. I looked a bit too much like the woman who made him insane. I looked like the daughter of the Master. The Master holds this tournament."
She looked up.
"The feds explained to my parents in a coverup it was a car accident, but my body was so young that he had killed me, since he did not stop after once."
[[uh.... wow.]]
She began to walk outside.
"I'll get you something to eat."

Guinness's head peered up from a pile of trash, a rat's tail hanging out of his mouth. He slurped it up as if it was some sort of noodle.
"...stranger, do you have any good food? Or tobacco? I need.... some...!"
[[lol cigarette.]]
His face was bright red, and his claws were nimbly picking through trash.

On the dime, Rufus's gun rose as he jumped back. "....Why would ya need such a provision?" Caleb spat out with his strong aussie like accent. He blew out some smoke though the right corner of his lips.

Millie shot the monster a cold harsh glare. She wanted to decapitate it, to rip its heart from its chest and shove it in its ear. “Back the hell off.” She snapped at it and followed the child. She clenched her fists so tight that her hands shook. “I swear to God you will regret this day.” She did not even look at him, but knew that he could hear her. She started to slowly twirl her glaive and swallowed hard.

Millie picked up her missing glove and put it on. "Why the hell would I tell you a*****e?" She spat back at him. She refused to answer, even if he was right. She gave him the finger and kept walking. Her hands itched to wring his neck, to stab his chest, to smash his scull. She bit her bottom lip and tried to keep her cool.

Rufus looked behind him to the odd man that cowered behind him. He began to walk away from the beast. "...Sure, ya got yaself lucky, eh? I ain't blind, nor I am deaf, ya held her against her will." Rufus said, turning around and slipping the gun back into its holster in the duster.