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| Apr 20, 2026 20:12:32 |
napoleonicass |
“Keep it down,” Xcom said again, quieter this time. Simply smiled a little, eyes ticking. He sang one more line, very soft. | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:13:02 |
napoleonicass |
!voice 6 | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:13:02 |
cohopponentbot |
napoleonicass has selected voice : Microsoft George | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:13:06 |
napoleonicass |
“Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door…” The forest waited. Somewhere below, Jamal might already be moving through the green. | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:13:36 |
statementlive |
Xcom when can we arrange some sucking | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:13:53 |
napoleonicass |
!voice 7 | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:13:54 |
cohopponentbot |
napoleonicass has selected voice : Microsoft Susan | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:14:06 |
statementlive |
Or are you homophobe | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:14:15 |
hauntedsoldier |
washed coh1 gamer | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:14:34 |
napoleonicass |
The island smelled of smoke and wet leaves and something metallic that might have been blood. I stood on the ridge with Xcom, my pulse still slow and heavy from the ketamine, the world tilting in soft waves. Below us, the plane lay crumpled like a broken toy, one wing sheared clean off, the fuselage split open like a gutted fish. Smoke curled lazy from the wreckage, drifting into the canopy. | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:14:46 |
statementlive |
Proof to me ur not homophone by sucking my dick | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:14:59 |
magnocoh |
why go air if dont know how play it -.- | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:15:36 |
magnocoh |
what the fuck going on | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:15:38 |
pwnstickk |
holy shit | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:15:39 |
statementlive |
Wtf he doing | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:15:43 |
hauntedsoldier |
american is retarded lol | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:15:54 |
napoleonicass |
!voice 8 | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:15:54 |
cohopponentbot |
napoleonicass has selected voice : Microsoft Sean | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:15:57 |
napoleonicass |
Xcom’s belly pressed against his guard uniform, round and tight. He kept shifting his weight, eyes darting between the trees and me. “Keep it down,” he whispered again, voice tight as a wire. He was afraid. I could taste it under the chemical haze. Good. Fear made things interesting. | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:16:13 |
statementlive |
Wtf was that | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:16:38 |
napoleonicass |
!voice 9 | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:16:39 |
cohopponentbot |
napoleonicass has selected voice : Microsoft Heera | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:16:58 |
statementlive |
More ac | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:17:03 |
napoleonicass |
I pulled one earbud free, letting the music bleed into the jungle sounds—distant birds, the low hum of insects, the crackle of cooling metal. “They’re coming,” I said quietly. “Some of them, anyway.” | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:17:07 |
statementlive |
Or wirbel | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:17:39 |
napoleonicass |
!voice 10 | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:17:39 |
cohopponentbot |
napoleonicass has selected voice : Microsoft Ravi | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:18:14 |
statementlive |
I would even consider double 88 here to prevent any tank push | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:18:55 |
statementlive |
Oh ye u have shreks | ||
| Apr 20, 2026 20:19:21 |
hauntedsoldier |
und das ist schrecklich |
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