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NexosYourGayBestFriend96:
I woke up, groggy, and roll out of "bed". I look around, looks like no one tried breaking in. Well, I suppose thats good, but then again monsters dont really have much of a tendancy to attack other monsters, they get too busy hating humans and the chosen to care about each other. I break the baracade and walk outside, coast looks clear. Well... sorta, with all the spare parts scattered throught this scrap heap of a city. I start walking and my stomach makes a weak noise, I'm gonna have to steal something if I want to survive. but that can wait, right now I wanted to relax and take a morning walk.
St. Jimmy:
(Stuff in blue are flashbacks playing in Desmond's head)
Desmond sat on the cold stone falcon head, just staring into the fog, when his head tilted up, and he saw it. This is the third time it's appeared, and Desmond felt as if this was the time it was going to come down. Flying so majestic and effortlessly through the air was a brown-feathered falcon, the same creature which the stone Desmond sat on was imaged after. He had been told by Bartholomew that falcons went extinct long ago, but the bird before him would argue with that statement.
"Bartholomew, back, long ago, were people faced with problems like we are today?"
"Certainly, Desmond. Where there were people, there was fallibility, and where there was fallibility, there were issues. People were faced with great challenges, many led up to our current situation. But the people back then had hope that things would become better."
Desmond stood to get a better view, but when he saw it began to fly away; he became distressed. He teleported closer to it, but it seemed as though they had the same distance between them. He tried again to get closer, but it was still far away, even farther this time. He began to run towards it in desperation, feeling as if that bird had appeared to Desmond for a reason, and Desmond was dying to know why.
"Hope, huh? That's something that the people of the Underland seem to lack. We have nothing to give us hope, nothing to believe in. So what gave the people back then hope?"
"For some, it was just the thought of things getting better, but for many others, they put their faith into an all-powerful being known as "God." They thought that God was the creator of everything. He was the alpha and the omega, he had no beginning, and he has no end."
"Come back! Come back!" He shouted at the bird, but it continued to soar off.
"Does this God really exist?"
"Some say he does, while others say he doesn't. Many even claimed to have seen God, and spoken to him, while others called them liars. Though, in the end, no one really knows. The idea and worship of God was stamped out by the government centuries ago, no one knows of God anymore."
" Please, come back! Why are you here?! Why do you show yourself?! Answer me! ANSWER ME!"
"Do you believe he exists, Bartholomew?"
"I don't know what to think. He may exist, and he may not, but you will never really know until the time you die. But some thought that simply believing in him makes him real."
His screams of desperation were unable to turn the falcon around, and soon enough, it was gone. Desmond fell to his knees and buried his face into his hands, sobbing. This man, alone, confused, and pain-stricken, needed an answer; needed a purpose in the world, and his only hope of an answer just flew off into the horizon. He returned to the stone with a dismal and gloomy feeling surrounding him. In his mind, he just needed something to believe in, something to give him hope.
"The people here could really use something, or someone, to believe in. Something to give them hope.
"That they could, Desmond. That they could."
Ayara012:
*the sound of laughter, ringing loud and clear-then cut short by the squelching sound as a blade cuts through a person, and a scream-*
I woke with a start. Damn. that dream again. It always comes back once I've been in a place to long. Guess my body decides that if I'm not exhausting myself finding a place to live in, then it should exhaust me by making it impossible to sleep. I glanced around. Well, at least I'd made it to morning this time. Time to move. I moved quickly, climbing down out of the tree I had been sleeping in. I looked around, and quickly packed what few things I had- The makeshift tools I used to make my practice targets, a few books, a few gold coins, my new ring, and of course my weapons. I kept them all in a rucksack, with exception to the weapons.
tsk. Foggy out today. I'm gonna be damp by the time it dissipates...whatever. I need to get moving...I guess I'll head towards central. There's normally some weird nicknacks there that get dumped.
I oriented myself, and set off towards Central section-the place of shadows, cast into darkness by the corruption of the floating city above it...
Tickles:
@ Darkstar
A fire hound sees a lonely boy walking towards the nearest town. His tail begins to wag, hoping this one wouldn't run. He charges at the boy and gets right in front of him, rolls on it's back, and begins to pant uncontrollably. The three heads stare at him with curious eyes.
(enjoy this gift now, your very own pet.)
@Jimmy
?:Archie, I need you.
Yes sir, what do you wish.
The rebel leader pulls out a white falcon robot, not yet activated.
Sir, what is..
?:Head to the transporter, take this robot with you. You will see a man when you arrive, give this to him in hopes he will find companionship in this.
Sir, if I take the transporter now, I won't be able to go to Axyl..
?:Do not worry, she will be taken care of.
Archie takes the robot. It didn't burn like it should have. The shell must not be made of lead. He walks to the transporter and steps in. He didn't know why the leader wanted him to deliver this bird. There was no note, nothing to show any importance. But the leaders actions were always meant for something. Teh transporter fired up, and Archie was launched through the sky as a beam of light. He landed in front of a cave. He saw a man inside, and approached.
A gift from the rebel leader. He says it's a companion.
He set the robot down and left before the man could react, using his strength to jump far away.
(Your very own robot)
@Aqua
A woman walks into the shop. She was a paladin with red hair.
Hello, I would like to place a special order.
The woman places a note on the counter under her hand, and gives a smile to the blacksmith. If things went well, they can have a meeting in peace.
@Ayara
A grenchlar attacks the walking girl, charging while roaring at the top of it's lungs.
@Lugia
A robot part is lying on the ground in front of the medical monster. The lead components were already gone, and the part itself was a valuable fuel cell.
Aquashin:
--- Quote from: Cortex J. on January 12, 2012, 04:59:07 AM ---@Aqua
A woman walks into the shop. She was a paladin with red hair.
Hello, I would like to place a special order.
The woman places a note on the counter under her hand, and gives a smile to the blacksmith. If things went well, they can have a meeting in peace.
--- End quote ---
Axyl looks at the woman and puts down the hammer after a few hits on a armor she was working on, then goes to the counter to the woman with a smile
"of course, what will it be?"
Axyl smiles and takes the note looking at it
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