[center][h3] Michael and Franklin [/h3]
Level 5- (8/50) EXP / Level 4- (12/40) EXP (+1 EXP)
Location: Devil's Casino
Wordcount: 246 [/center]
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To their surprise, neither of the two were injured by the fall. As they landed on what looked like grass but certainly didn't feel like it, Michael immediately looked up at where they came from, just in time to watch the hole close up above them. [color=00aeef]"Aw, shit..."[/color] Grumbling, he looked down, and his surroundings hit him at once. They were both familiar with casinos, but this was no ordinary casino. It was absolutely massive, towering over them like ants. The occupants of the oversized facility seemed to pay them no mind, caught up in their own games. [color=00aeef][i]Jesus...I feel like an action figure, looking around a kid's bedroom.[/i][/color]

As he turned his head, Michael noticed that several members of the group were there. Looking up, he then noticed the... die man? Standing before them. He explained the game to them, and the two shared a look. [color=00aeef]"Right..."[/color] Michael said, turning to look at the portals in front of them. [color=00aeef][i]So, guess this is how it's gonna be...might as well get it done with and be ready for when he tries to stab us in the back. Again.[/i][/color]

After a few moments, the two walked off in the direction of one of the portals, chosen at random. [color=00aeef]"Alright, well...we're gonna go take this one. Good luck to the rest of you."[/color] Unslinging his rifle, Michael made sure it was loaded before stepping through the portal, Franklin following behind him with his pistol at the ready.