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Rebels. I can see it now.

''Rockets raced overhead as Warman ducked under incoming fire. He slid for cover behind some rubble. A knot formed in his throat as he reloaded his weapon, preparing to return fire. He could hear their cries on the wind. The harsh sun beat down on the battlefield. The rebels had been backed into a corner. Random anons ran around the battlefield, using horribly-built weapons against the onslaught. An anon ducked into cover next to Warman.

Dirt and grime covered his face as the horror of war could be seen in the young man's eyes. The revolution had affected everyone. The whimpering soldier acknowledged Warman, reloading his own weapon. "pul urself 2gether, solder," Warman said. "we cant let tha tsptf win." The inspiring words brought a tear to the anon's eye. "Yessir," he said. Jets streaked through the sky as the anon turned to face his opponents, only to be unfairly banned. The man turned to bits before Warman's eyes. He knew that he was next. The terrifying, approaching battle-cries of the TSPTF could be heard, surrounding Warman. "Implausible! Implausible!" the tyrants cried.

"ur cyber bullying me!" Warman screamed, sending a rain of fire at one of the members. The flaming was ineffective as the TSPTF member shrugged off the attack. "IMPLAUSIBLE," it declared, sharply. Right before the freedom fighter met his fate, another hail of fire was sent from an unknown attacker. "LONG LIVE THA REVULUTION" a distant voice cried out. Octivian Marius had come to save the day.

He immediately vandalized a nearby wall. As the smoke cleared after he finished, it was revealed that the wall now read "NO MOAR". "IMPLAUSIBLE!" a TSPTF member cried out. War is hell.''