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Well, I suppose you can say that.

Like I said in his profile: "However, he believes that somebody out let the plague out. This gives him indignation to find the one."

So, yeah, Chapter 2 will have violence, I assure you. o:

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11-May-2010 15:58:08 - Last edited on 11-May-2010 15:58:45 by Serene End

Thanks.

Now for the others...>.>

*runs and hides in bush, waiting for others without them knowing I'm here*


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the beginning...

11-May-2010 16:14:49

11-May-2010 17:23:26

Yea, she's a terminator.




...But better more, which type of special effects does she have? T2 graphics? T3? Or is she l33tly up to date?



...If you think installing Windows '95 into her would be her limit in technology, she's old. REEEAAAAAALLLLYYY old.



But hey! She still has that Pong system installing in, right? Everyone get out your controllers. >.>



...Sheetrock. There, I said it. -.-



~Insane Soule
Void Knight, Priest of Guthix, Wielder of the Ancient Magyks, Complete idiot. "How Can Mirrors Be Real If Our Eyes Aren't Real?" -Jaden Smith

12-May-2010 06:31:23 - Last edited on 12-May-2010 06:32:35 by Seph

^is not an idiot. =.=

Eh, I'm bored. Guess what guys, chapter's in a day early.

And Ark, how did you find me!? *jumps out of bush and runs to another one* HA! He won't find me this time! ^.^
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Chapter 1: A Cold Touch

This was the city of loss, Avdima. At an eagle's eye look, the city was separated from the poor and the wealthy. The poor distinct was a true hell hole. Rats roamed the streets freely, biting at the bare feet of those who once lived and thrived in their previous world. Boards of woods barely covered the inside of gray stone structures.

A ray of light from the lantern in the sky bled through the rather large gaps in between the wooden boards of the houses. Men, women, and young children would have to endure blistering summers, and take in bone-chilling winters. All they had to warm them during the bitterly cold nights was a fire. But even that wasn't enough. Many of the neighbors died because they were too poor to afford a doctor.

And the rich folks looked down upon them whenever they pleaded for money. The bitter wicked glare was all they got. It was like staring into the eyes of a devil. Their eyes would bleed through you until you submitted to their will. Men's faces were drenched with hair, long hair with even longer beards. Their hair wouldn't stop growing, they were almost like roots growing from a tree.

The rich had everything you could want. Glided trimmed houses, golden pathways, fancy clothes. Everything. A cape of white and gold cloaked the houses in royalty. Laughter of whom was richer littered the air. While women and snobby children would just laugh their woes away at the poor. Their laughs could cut a blade directly at the heart of those who begged. They tried, but nobody listened. Their cries were deaf to the people's ears.

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12-May-2010 14:11:41 - Last edited on 12-May-2010 21:48:53 by Serene End

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