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[WP] You are part of the league, the superheroes who save the world, yet you never go on missions. You are only called for one thing only. Total annihilation, for when they don't want survivors.
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[WP]Flip a coin. Heads you were born a hero but became a villain. Tails you were born a villain but became a hero. Tell your story without revealing which you are until the end (or not at all.)
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[WP] It was a simple mission. Infiltrate the League of Heros, rank up, and steal their intel. But then one day a little boy baked you cookies, another day a little girl told you you're her favorite hero. Worst of all? People finally smile when you enter a room.
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[WP] You are a hitman who faked their own death to live out the rest of your days in peace. You are attending your own funeral service when you notice one of your previous 'marks' is there alive and well.
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[WP]The apocalypse is here, and while the other three horsemen are wreaking havoc and calamity, it seems Famine is facing a major obstacle: Grandmas.
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[WP] The Police are looking for the "Schrodinger's Cat" serial killer. They capture victims and place them in a box with a timed explosion. They claim no responsibility for the death of the victims; that belongs to the one who opens the box, they say.
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[WP] Any body of water you touch, you purify of oil, plastic, debris, and other harmful toxins. But you grew up in a poor, isolated, land-locked region. Your life's goal has been to get to the ocean.
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[WP] You're a Goth and somebody knocks on the door: "Hello is this the house of the witch?" You sigh because this has been the 100th time this month and say: "No he's over there." And points them across the street, to the dazzly pretty boy wearing a gold waistcoat, who's waiving excitedly to them.
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[PI] You lost your sight - along with everyone else on Earth - in The Great Blinding. Two years later, without warning, your sight returns. As you look around, you realize that every available wall, floor and surface has been painted with the same message - Don't Tell Them You Can See.
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