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[center][color=yellow][h3]Conclusion: XP Event is Over[/h3][/color][/center]

[h3]Rewards[/h3]

[b]Edward Buck[/b] [color=00aeef][b](+13)[/b][/color] [color=lime][b]Level up![/b][/color]

[b]Ezio Auditore[/b] [color=00aeef][b](+6)[/b][/color]

[b]Quina Quen[/b] [color=00aeef][b](+3)[/b][/color]

[b]Gordon Freeman[/b] [color=00aeef][b](+7)[/b][/color]

[b]Amaterasu[/b] [color=00aeef][b](+4)[/b][/color]

[b]Hunter[/b] [color=00aeef][b](+3)[/b][/color]

[b]Samus Aran[/b] [color=00aeef][b](+7)[/b][/color]

[b]Luigi[/b] [color=00aeef][b](+7)[/b][/color]

[b]Mario[/b] [color=00aeef][b](+7)[/b][/color]

[center][h2]Achievement Unlocked![/h2][/center]
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[center][i]All participants listed above add this achievement badge to your character's CS.[/i][/center]


The door to the [b]Council Room[/b] opened and standing in the doorway was a large man with blonde flat-top hair. A set of dog tags rested on his chest that was so cut his Army-green tank clung to his torso like a second skin. Two American flag tattoos stretched over the expanse of his deltoids and camouflaged cargo pants rode down the length of his legs into black leather combat boots. The man had a serious countenance as he regarded the chaos that erupted within the Reception Hall. A cake flew in his direction, and he tilted his head to one side as the creamy baked good just cut across his cheek, leaving a streak of frosting. The cake landed on the council round table, causing the other six to lean forward curiously with confused looks.

The Prince smirked in amusement as he sat back in his chair, folding his arms before his chest. “And here I am missing the party.”

Vault Boy blinked his beady eyes, “Golly, what’s going on in there?”

Guile raised his fingers to his cheek, dragging them along the frosted streak before he brought them before his face to inspect them. Frowning, the veteran bellowed on an authoritative voice that he hadn’t used in years:

[color=00a651][b]“What is this? A room full of children? Are these the heroes we summoned? I could have probably found better at an elementary school. Who started this mess?”[/b][/color]