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Post by III on Sept 12, 2009 19:48:10 GMT -5
Ignore me. Sometimes I have the urge to write scenarios. xD
INVASION
The Castle was... nostalgic.
The queen-witch had changed things, admittedly. Here and there were cogs that had no practical use, walls that could have positioned with a little more strategy, traps that wouldn't have fooled even a child.
The guards had Radiant Garden written all over them though. They were only slightly less useless than the Claymores and were dispatched with an almost boring efficiency.
He would have escaped without a scratch, had he not been distracted by a king-sized Portrait of Sora where Ansem's had once been.
Ugh.
Slamming his spear through the offending swordsman, the lancer continued on his bloody trek of red and rampage when he heard the unfamiliar sound of a bolt-action shotgun.
From above. Had the ceiling always been hollo-
Smiling grimly, Shera pulled the trigger.
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Post by High's .Valentine. on Sept 25, 2009 5:16:50 GMT -5
The Family Tree
The. Truth. fu.cking. Hurts.
Up towards the castle he went, breath lagged and labored. Lack of exercise and these steep hills were going to do him in someday, despite the amount of work he had put into keeping this place as hilly and intact as possible. Such was the irony of good will.
But at the moment, he had more pressing matters. There is an invasion. No, the invasion was not the thing Cid was sweating over.
He entered the hall just as the bang echoed around the walls.
"NO!" Giving an uncharacteristic cry, Cid ran towards the nobody, only to stop grimly and watch him fall. Cue moment of silent remorse and sentiment.
Raising his head, Cid gave Shera a baleful look.
"Woman...you shot my brother..."
[Sorry, can't resist. XD]
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