The bottle clattered to the floor making a hollow metal sound as it bounced and then rolled away. The one person sitting at the bar wiped their mouth and stank of alcohol. The other people at the tables looked towards the soldier sitting there but noticing the burned and scratched armor they mentioned nothing. Her bow was sitting next to her as burned and scratched up as she was. Her eye patch gave off a dull black shine from the lighting and the one eye that could be seen seemed to be busy soaking up the drink in front of her and her cat ears were down against her head.
Her long brown
RF Online Shattered Shield by Fragghost, literature
Literature
RF Online Shattered Shield
The core. The Holy stone keeper. Her guild leader had just stolen the Accretian chip and fed it to the Holy stone keeper. Now they needed to defend that position while the holy stone keeper changed its allies to them it was only a matter of time.
Her blue and silver armor shined under the over head lights of the core. Her shield dully reflected the area before her. The air was saturated with mineral dust. Whirr Whirr Whirr The motor drives of the Accretians got closer.
Dust, blood, oil. Her knife impaled an Accretian's drive system effectively dra
Darkness. The absence of light. It was so very cold. A tight space with others around him. What had happened he wondered. The last thing he remembered was his mother. Warmth. Light. There were others like him. He felt their cold touch next to him. Where am I? Who am I? These things seemed to echo like words in a canyon, far reaching but never any reply.
Suddenly warmth. The space around him got warm as well as his brethren around him. He still could not see. Mother? No. Mother was warm and light. This Warm darkness was something else but what? Hot too hot he started to sweat. The smell of the others around him mixed
Cold Her soft brown eyes opened to the white blizzard of Ether. She looked forward to the ground The ground? She felt herself only bouncing slightly her greenish blue hair swaying. Her hot breath formed and quickly cooled.
She looked down and saw her clothes still wet from her lovers blood forming red crystals. The tears that ran down her face crystallized within seconds and fell glimmering to the snow.
She remembered her lovers deadening eyes and he covered her from the blast.
Before her translator fizzled out she heard her captors reporting a successful capture of a Holy
Her feet were kicked up onto the bar counter a thin stream of smoke came from the red tip of the cigarette. The bar was in the ruined district of Arlington city, burn marks were evident everywhere. The stench of destruction lingered on the air.
About a week ago the Bygeniou forces launched a massive invasion of Arlington city their Brandy burgs (B-gears) Raining death from above while the Anima mortars (A-gears) of Arlington city sent hails of cannon fire from their siege platforms being fed ammo and shield power directly from the citys main generator. The sky was lit up with hails of green, red and yel
The bottle clattered to the floor making a hollow metal sound as it bounced and then rolled away. The one person sitting at the bar wiped their mouth and stank of alcohol. The other people at the tables looked towards the soldier sitting there but noticing the burned and scratched armor they mentioned nothing. Her bow was sitting next to her as burned and scratched up as she was. Her eye patch gave off a dull black shine from the lighting and the one eye that could be seen seemed to be busy soaking up the drink in front of her and her cat ears were down against her head.
Her long brown
RF Online Shattered Shield by Fragghost, literature
Literature
RF Online Shattered Shield
The core. The Holy stone keeper. Her guild leader had just stolen the Accretian chip and fed it to the Holy stone keeper. Now they needed to defend that position while the holy stone keeper changed its allies to them it was only a matter of time.
Her blue and silver armor shined under the over head lights of the core. Her shield dully reflected the area before her. The air was saturated with mineral dust. Whirr Whirr Whirr The motor drives of the Accretians got closer.
Dust, blood, oil. Her knife impaled an Accretian's drive system effectively dra
Darkness. The absence of light. It was so very cold. A tight space with others around him. What had happened he wondered. The last thing he remembered was his mother. Warmth. Light. There were others like him. He felt their cold touch next to him. Where am I? Who am I? These things seemed to echo like words in a canyon, far reaching but never any reply.
Suddenly warmth. The space around him got warm as well as his brethren around him. He still could not see. Mother? No. Mother was warm and light. This Warm darkness was something else but what? Hot too hot he started to sweat. The smell of the others around him mixed
Her feet were kicked up onto the bar counter a thin stream of smoke came from the red tip of the cigarette. The bar was in the ruined district of Arlington city, burn marks were evident everywhere. The stench of destruction lingered on the air.
About a week ago the Bygeniou forces launched a massive invasion of Arlington city their Brandy burgs (B-gears) Raining death from above while the Anima mortars (A-gears) of Arlington city sent hails of cannon fire from their siege platforms being fed ammo and shield power directly from the citys main generator. The sky was lit up with hails of green, red and yel
Cold Her soft brown eyes opened to the white blizzard of Ether. She looked forward to the ground The ground? She felt herself only bouncing slightly her greenish blue hair swaying. Her hot breath formed and quickly cooled.
She looked down and saw her clothes still wet from her lovers blood forming red crystals. The tears that ran down her face crystallized within seconds and fell glimmering to the snow.
She remembered her lovers deadening eyes and he covered her from the blast.
Before her translator fizzled out she heard her captors reporting a successful capture of a Holy
Apparently its been about 30 weeks since my last journal.. I wonder why they changed it. Apparently I'm failing at my typing.. its probably because I worked today and its into morning hours... oh well. Hey no I'm not drunk!
*insert filling things here* I miss you FEZ too bad Im not playing HK FEZ.
I wish trollface kept my little deviant symbol. Was full of awesome.
Lazineeeeessssssssssssssssssssssssss of making new stories.
Lots of work from work.