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I’m surprised Darius didn’t just say me, and then I was gone from this. “You have a week before the final events,” Darius says, and I don’t look up. “There will be two events. The first will be a live TV appearance. The person with the lowest score, views, and such will leave. The next event is a ball; it will again be live, and people at it will choose the winner.” So Lyra is the winner. From what I know, Darius planned to hold a public vote, so I would win. This ball likely has everyone who would vote for Lyra.

"Lucky for me, I'm a fun person." ~~~ "...It's like I just single-handedly annihilated, You know every rap bitch in da building like like I'm Nicki Minaj, Nicki Lewenski, Nicki Da Ninja, Nicki Da Boss, Nicki the Harajuku Barbie. Like, I mean I don't even know why you girls even bother at this point..." Cara stops rapping after a second of realizing the music has stopped. She turns to see Xander holding the remote with a big frown on his face.

Rage burned so hot that I refused to move on or cross into whatever came next. And then, in a blink, I was back. It was the day before the National Robotics Championship. This time, I would find the truth. I would clear my name, and Adrian would pay the price. "River, we still have time to rework the build!" Zane Ward said, his jaw clenched tightly. "This competition isn’t just about the two-million-dollar prize. The champion will get taken in as a protege by a scientific giant. We can’t give up."

"You think you can defeat us? We are the true children of the moon, the apex predators of this land!" Racheal stepped forward, her eyes blazing with determination. "We may be new here, but we possess strength and courage that you cannot comprehend. We will not back down." With a sudden surge of energy, the rogues lunged at us, teeth bared and claws extended. The battle began, a symphony of snarls, grunts, and the clash of metal against fur. Racheal and I fought side by side, our movements synchronized as we dodged and parried the relentless attacks.

I poured oil into the fire by reminding them, "Don't forget to replace our phones. You smashed both of them." Just then, Owen spoke, his eyes red. "I refuse to accept this. One exam proves nothing! If you have the nerve, compete against us in the national academic competition!" He screamed at us, "Anita, Connor, do you have the courage to bet against me? Put the guaranteed admission spots on the line!" Connor scoffed. "Bet against you? The spots already belong to us. Why would we wager them?" I laughed too. "Exactly. Why should we risk something that's already ours just to entertain you?"

Ciro and the Vampire Lord stood there shirtless as Trevor and some other Deltas wolves went to gather canopies to surround the battleground. In no time, the battleground was like a standard arena with spectators gathered all over, in spite of the rain. I heard Ciro murmur, "You better let this battle last if you really want to entertain these kids." The vampire lord smiled, taking it as a compliment from Ciro in acknowledgment of his powers. Trevor came to the center of the battleground, "The battle rules are; One, anyone who gets knocked out of the ring loses. Two, anyone whose back touches the floor for more than three seconds loses. Three, you cannot use any special abilities besides your

Rocky scoffed Frankie started playing a rapping beat with his mouth and immediately Trent started a freestyle rap while the boys dance crazily 🎶Yo,Back in the day I was a lunch line rapper, 🎶After that I guess I was a punch line rapper, 🎶Then I got saved and sometime after, Ya boy came back as a frontline rapper. 🎶And when I say the frontlines, that's not a frontline, I'm out here preachin' Christ on the frontlines, And no it ain't about rockin' stages, 🎶'Cause some of my engagements are out on the pavements, yeah. I'm out to take the bible, create disciples, Who make disciples, disciple-cycles, 🎶That's why I want the beats to knock

Most people only ask about the topic or theme. “How about a regular battle with three guest judges, three rounds each person of sixteen bars per round? I’ll start first, and we let the best of three rounds win the battle?” Zen had no idea what it was, but he liked the idea of a blood-free battle for his ingredients. Those shades were the only things he needed from this weirdo, and he would explore other options should he lose this rap battle. “Deal!” Zen declared. “When will we host the battle?” Excited that there would be a new reason for him to perform again, the rapper declared that it would be held in two days.

╭────────── ⋅ ⋅ ✦❘༻༺❘✦⋅ ⋅ ──────────╮ 𝐑𝐎𝐙𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘 [ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ] ⬛ 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞 : 𝐑𝐮𝐛𝐲 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 : 𝟏𝟑

he warily suggested. "Piss right off, why don't you? You're a waste of my time," V pierced a hole into the player's now wide eyes, not even bothering to stutter a sentence before he messily jogged away to his teammates. A familiar head of bowl-cut blue hair flicked into the midnight sky, as the AI leaped and soared across the terrain. As she fluttered across the terrain, her flamboyant voice boomed out a speech. "Welcome, players! This is the Parvaneh Battle Royale; a place to spread your colourful wings, and soar to the finish line! Ten million Won will be waiting for you on the other side! Please, enjoy your time in this battle, and remember to take care! You will be teleported to a random