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located in America, a part of Touch, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Charlie Redmond
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It was hard for Charlie to admit it although it was as clear as day. He couldn't remember anything beyond the first few days of the Touch and for obvious reasons, he knew he had it. It was dark now and he didn't know when he had been touched. He could die any second now, just collapse onto the floor. But he had other things to worry about.

The Loonies who had failed to get into the Dome were now angry and wandering the streets, looking for people to take out their anger on. Charlie was armed with two guns that he didn't know how to use, but how hard could it be, right? Don't you just pull the trigger?

Charlie hurried past a group of Loonies beating each other to bloody pulps. Charlie hardly remembered Loonies, but seeing them now was enough to make him shudder. Keeping his head down, he walked past them quietly. They continued their business, whatever the heck their business was, and Charlie walked by, undetected. But, just to be safe, he kept his finger on the trigger of the pistol in his hand. He hurried on his way, whatever way that might be. His head was pointed down, watching as his feet scraped along the chipped concrete streets.

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Charlie looked up to see a blast of fire a few houses away from him. The noise startled him, causing him to pull the trigger, a bullet ringing out from a gun. The building on fire was quite large. Charlie wasn't sure what had happened, so he was curious. He made his way toward the building, heat making him have to cover his mouth with his elbow, sending instant pain through the wound on his arm, which was still bleeding quite heavily. Charlie sat down, figuring the fire would eventually burn itself out and he'd safely investigate. He pulled out the cheesy popcorn from his bag, because of course he couldn't remember the last time he had eaten.