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 It hit Bobby all of a sudden, in between crafting shit and just messing around. There was a way to beat this game, kinda. He didn’t really play it to win; it was more about building cool stuff and killing time, but there was always… “THE ENDER DRAGON!” he screamed over the comms, a little too loudly perhaps. “That’s how we finish this game and maybe get outta here, once we find it and kill it. I bet that’s it. Totes.” "The what now dragon?" Kyle popped out of the house they'd built. It looked less like a house and more like a collection of wooden cubes all stacked on top of each other, with flowers someone had planted in the grass in front. "Like, Ender Wiggins, Ender? Like, fuck, Bobby, is this a Orson Scott Card thing because ima sic Quire on you if it is." “Is that the Rosebud dude? Nah, man, this ain’t about a sled or some such shit. It’s a dragon!” Thankfully Bobby didn’t know about that guy, and if he did he wouldn’t approve either. “We have to like dig down, WAY DOWN, build a portal, find him, kill him, and then bam, that’s it.” He paused for a second. “I think.” "So we dig, and kill a dragon and that's how you win this game?" Kyle questioned. "Okay I know there's more to it than that, I saw Dori play this thing, but yo, I am all for killing dragons." He set down a pile of logs that Bobby had been using to build them a safer shelter and tabbed at his ear. "Guys, Bobby might have a plan. Everybody get to a safe spot and listen up! There's a dragon." |
