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located in Canada, a part of The Promise Land, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Erik Web Character Portrait: Nanette "Nan" Williamson Character Portrait: Collin S. Robertson
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Erik yelped as the platform he was standing on tilted. He gripped the sides, but continued sliding towards the pool of tar. Only one thought was relevant- he was going to drown because of his leg. "No!" he yelped as he fell, face first into the tar, sinking lower and lower. He struggled to kick. He wasn't alone- the course was near impossible. Everyone, even the hulk-like Desmond, was struggling to stay at the top. Erik was just the worst off. He couldn't see, the tar blocking any vision of light. He was immersed and couldn't breathe.

He finally surfaced after shoving tar out of his way. He took a deep breath as he sank, and no amount of struggling would save him at this point. He squeezed his eyes shut and allowed himself to sink.

Suddenly air hit him again. Had he surfaced. He opened his eyes, eyelashes that were soaked with tar trying to stick them together. He looked around and suddenly slipped out of the tar's grasp. He hadn't surfaced at all- he had sunk to the bottom. And who would have guessed that underneath the tar was a whole empty bottom. Somehow, the tar was being held about three feet above the actual bottom of the pool. Erik looked around. He was the only one who had sunk. So, he crawled through the empty bottom, listening as people struggled above him. He continued crawling until he had reached the other side, which held a ladder. Grabbing the ladder, he climbed up, battling the tar until his head surfaced again. He climbed out, covered in the black gel-like material. The female president stood on the platform to greet him.

"Congratulations on your wit of coming through the bottom," she said, looking like she had debated on shaking his hand, but opted out because of how messy he was. "There are showers in the back room if you need to wash off," she said, pointing at the door. Erik nodded and stepped around her, looking back to see the other's struggling. He saw Desmond who looked like he was sinking. Erik couldn't help but smile before he passed through the door. The President hadn't lied- tons of private walls separated showers. Picking one, after knocking on the door of course, he stepped in and locked the door behind him. He left his clothes on, figuring they needed a wash too. He turned the water on, preparing for it to be hot, but it was quite cold, which felt good due to how hot the training center was.

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