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Serene End
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:O , nice! ^_^

Anybody want a three post sneak peek of the prologue of Living Crime?

Marcello: Booo! We don't wanna be replaced! *starts throwing tomatoes at me*

*glares* So you were the one!

Marcello: *shuffles eyes* Maaaybe.. *Sends Ezio to assassinate Marcello*

*smiles evilly* Good Ezio. *takes cookie from pocket* Who wants a revenge cookie?

Ezio: Not me.

Altair: *raises hand* Can I get a 'stop being such an arrogant jerk' cookie?

*facepalm* No, Altair - no you can't...

Altair: But...

Desmond: Cookie pl0x!

*facepalms again* I think after this I'm going to get a big red hand mark on my face..
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*has still been playing way too much Assassin's Creed. O_o *

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24-Feb-2010 00:29:35

Seph
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I want a peek, to make sure you're not just lieing to us about Living Crime. :O


Marcello is worse than Altair -.-



Plus, Altair changes a tad... He isnt as much a noob As pure awesome. O_o


???: ...It's safer that way.


Altair: Safer for him, perhaps, but safer for you? No... *Assassinates*



Epic. And Marcello? He whines whenever a big truth is revealed to him. -.-



Meh, i've got to go re-beat Assassin's Creed now... Curse choo, Serene!



~Insane Soule "How Can Mirrors Be Real If Our Eyes Aren't Real?" -Jaden Smith

24-Feb-2010 11:11:42 - Last edited on 24-Feb-2010 11:12:06 by Seph

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Sorry Ark, but you're bested by 2. Sooo, here ya are!
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Murder is never right, and a murderer is always wrongful. That's what I've always been told. But what if the murderer...was me? Is it right to take a life to save a life? Is it moral to kill, to commit murder, so other innocent lives can run lively? I've never been one for trick questions like that. But no matter how much I ran from the question in my life, I would be forced to ask it again.

The world has lost everything in a matter of years. People have died, trees have withered. We're a civilization on the verge of extinction. And the war we're in doesn't help that one bit.

Punishment for a living crime is just something that must be done.

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This land was so beautiful, so full of life. But now it's a land full of fear. Children crying out for their family when they have departed from this world. Men and woman screaming for their lives as they fled. Only the strong were able to survive, but even that wasn't enough. Were we forsaken? Abandoned? By the gods we prayed to?

Year 169, the Fifth Age. Ten years ago. The day the damnation began - the day my eyes were open to humanity's iniquity.

The year one human being found out that the plague that everybody feared was just a hoax, an illusion. It was a peaceful day, everybody was full of tranquility. Children roamed the streets of East Ardougne like their lives were free from worry. Civilians spoke to each other without a care in the world.

A man and woman glanced into each other's eyes. They were filled with so much emotions. The man had blonde hair that was in a braided ponytail. And he was wearing a collared shirt with black flared pants. His pale blue eyes gazed into the ocean of the woman's eyes with his heart all aflutter.
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24-Feb-2010 19:15:37

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He places his left hand onto the cheek of the woman he so cared about. "I love you so much." he whispered softly.

A smile grew to the corners of the woman's cheeks. She places her right hand gently onto his. "Promise you'll stay with me forever Modello." she whispered back.

He quickly nodded his head. "Always." he replied.

This seemingly peaceful day would change things forever. Before anyone knew the panic, there was about to be a scramble at the gates of West Ardougne. The Mourners had their protective clothes on to prevent them from getting the disease. But even a shield can crack.

The Mourners were walking quietly around the western city until something happened. One of the Mourners began to feel weak. He leaned his head against the stone wall of the gates to the more glorious parts of the capital. It felt as if he had lost all of his strength. His legs shook like an earthquake as they were hardly able to bare his weight.

The other Mourners rush over to their blighted comrade. "What goes on?" one of the Mourners asked in concern.

"I...I.." the sickened Mourner tried to speak but he was far too weak to even do that.

"What goes on!?" the same Mourner repeated only with a louder tone of voice.

The sickened Mourner glances upon the questioning one. A terrible sight. His skin was as pale as death and his eyes were pink and oozing blood. The Mourners jump away from the sickened Mourner. "What the hell!?" immediately screaming one of the Mourners.

The sickened Mourner falls to his knees and fell to the ground in a swift thud. He moaned in agony for about ten seconds until he as silent as a snowing night.

"Hey! Get up!" roared one of the Mourners. "T-This isn't funny!"
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24-Feb-2010 19:18:35

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The concerned Mourner knells down beside his silent comrade. "C'mon! Get up!" he demanded. He placed his bare hands on the body of the silent one. The body was cold, without the warmth to survive. The eyes of that Mourner widened. He frantically places his hand on the chest of the silent Mourner to check for a pulse. Nothing. The Mourner before them had died.

"Dear Seren.." mumbled the knelling Mourner.

"What?" replied one of the Mourners.

"He's dead.."

"WHAT!?" he yelled.

The knelling Mourner stood to his feet and looked sad upon his comrades. "He just died of a disease that easily claimed his life."

"H-How do you know he died of a disease!? What if somebody poisoned him!?"

"Poison wouldn't kill someone so quickly. He died of something that cannot be man-made."

"How could the disease get to him!? He-He was wearing the outfit!"

"I-I don't-" the speaking Mourner stopped talking when he began to also feel rather ill. He held onto his throat and fell onto his knees, unable to catch his breath. He was coughing violently, and his eyes turned pink. He fell to the ground, silent, lifeless.

A Mourner dropped to his knees and checked the pulse of his comrade. There was no sign of life. "Oh, dear Seren save us all.." mumbled one of the Mourners.

"What has happened!?" the last of the Mourners shouted.

The knelling Mourner glances upon his comrade. "They're both dead."

"What!? How!?"

"The plague." he quickly mumbled. His voice quivered by terror.

The Mourner was in shock by this statement. "But how..?" he mumbled back.

"Truly..I have no clue.." The Mourner shot to his feet and clenched his hands into a fist. "We need to stop it from spreading outside! Hurry!" he quickly gave the orders.

"On it!" the Mourner ran to where he need to go. Moments later, almost everybody in the West Ardougne died of the plague. Lifeless carcasses caped the blight covered streets. All the Mourners have died, expect one.
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24-Feb-2010 19:22:48

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(Guess what! You get three and a quarter!)

He rushed to the gates to close the gates. But his body had began to weaken. While running, his legs gave out, and he tripped to the ground.

His body struggling for breath, he took his final glance upon the gates that he was going to close. They were opening, without human contact. But what he saw was a shadowy figure that appeared to be wearing a hood. The dying man heard a laughter taunting him, a demonic laughter. The man's vision got blurry, then it darken to black. His spirit found it's calling, and has left this world.

All the Mourners were dead, and the gates to what many people would call hell have been opened. The plague was out to the world, and true fear was about to be realized.
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Sooo, what do ya think? :o

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24-Feb-2010 19:25:17

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