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[font face="arial" size="1"][sup]**Kevin Nelson is a fictional character playing as the CEO of  @gamemakersociety **[/sup][/font]

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[div][attr="class","writingbtitle"]WONDERLAND GAME[/div]
[div][attr="class","writingbtitle2"]GAME MAKER SOCIETY'S WICKED WRITING GALLERY[/div]

[div][attr="class","writtitle3"]CURRENTLY ON CHALLENGE NUMBER ONE[/div]
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[div][attr="class","writingbtitle"]START GAME[/div]
[div][attr="class","writingbtitle2"][span style="color:#F72059;"]01[/span] ENTRANCE GATE[/div]

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"There was this one chick" Kevin Nelson was in the breakroom with his employees, a casual topic arising amongst them as per usual. "She was just soooo beautiful and she looked at me and you could tell from that stare bro. You could tell she was all about the Nelson you know what I'm sayin'?" He followed it with a forced laugh and then brought his cup of coffee to his lips. The rest of the male employees had cheered him on, seeing as it was their boss; brownie points express. To kevin however, he saw this as a major ego boost.[break][break]

Something about Kevin that was quite obvious to everyone else but himself is that he was quite the obvious from a lady's man. However, they used this to their advantage because as long as he was happy, he didn't take his frustration out on anyone. With these details being said, Kevin had continued on very happily continuing his story. "Then I told the girl after pulling her to me with 'deez' arms around her.." He flexed his arms, the little muscle he had bumping up. "Hey girl, how would you like a date with Mr.CEO?" He smirked, about to continue his story before one of the co-workers had interrupted him with a loud clear of the throat.[break][break]

The rest of the employees looked to the brave co-worker and it was none other than newly hired Steven Fox. Steven had looked up to his employer, a nervous stumble backing his voice as he questioned the story. "I t-think you're lying." Kevin stayed quiet for a few moments, his smile fading to a cold glare that nobody else besides Death could pull off. The CEO had threw the mug of coffee he once had against the side of the wall, the beverage and glass both spreading along the floor. "You dare mock the son of a shepherd?!" He shrieked before sitting up from the break table. "Mr.Bigmouth, you clean that mess. Everyone else back to work."[break][break]

As the staff had all grumbled and returned to work, Steven stayed back. They all had given him glares but nobody bothered to say a word. No matter what they'd say, nothing would change the fact that he'd just ruined all the brownie points they had saved. Steven looked to the ground in embarassment but in the background had been what sounded like a very quiet and muffled laugh. Steven looked behind him and just as he'd thought, it had been LEVIA laughing from the virtual world. "Why didn't you tell me that there was unspoken rules before, Levia?"[break][break]

The jester had finished laughing before it had faded to a smug smile. Levia had shrugged, chuckling once more before replying very briefly. "Maybe I enjoy seeing you suffer?"[break][break]

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