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She stands without saying a word, standing next to table with three cards on it. Many stand far, slightly worried of her and some go close only to run off. With bravery, and a bet from your friends, you shakily walk up to her stand. No emotion runs over her face. Her soul stealer flies behind her, waiting with a crazy smile. A gun rests in her one hand as her other hand rests on the table, close to her cards.

"Well...what do you do?" You ask with hesitance.

"Find the Ace. If you win you walk away and if you lose..." The setence isn't finished. You stare at her with fear.

"What kind of bet is that?" You ask with slight anger. With vigor you walk over to your friends to tell them no when she speaks louder for the entire place, including your friends to hear.

"Once you start talking you've already begun the game. If you walk off now you lose..." She didn't finish her threat but you had a feeling walking off would not be happening without playing the game. You walk back up to the table and she begins to shuffle the cards without breaking eye contact. Then silently she stops. You stare at the cards for a minute, trying to see through them. Finally, her eyes piercing you with fear, you point to the one with the middle. Her eyes tell nothing but she silently lifts the one on the left. In her one hand she holds the ace, in the other her gun. Behind her the soul stealer's eyes blared red.

"Wrong move." She smirked and the town scattered.

Alrightly I'll make you one ^_^!

MASTERofGAMING
They see him, the best in the company, thinking he's a workaholic because you could find him there almost any time of the day but he wasn't. No one understood his fascination with his job. He wasn't in it for the money, he could make a much better salary owning the company rather than engaging in it, but he didn't want the money.

No, This....this Master of Gaming enjoyed his job unlike most, if not all, of his co-workers. They would watch as he would be focused at his computer in his small office. His would ocassionally push his glasses back up his nose and shift a little in his chair, but otherwise the only thing that moved were his hands and eyes.

His job was to create the plot of the games and to start desinging and animating them. His reasoning for loving his job was because he loved games. Of course playing the games was what he preffered but he loved his job because he knew his games were the best and that he, this man who was daydreaming while working, was the MASTERofGAMING