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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 3, 2016 23:11:01 GMT -5
(because I love crossovers)
It's late. The night sky is painted a jet black, the stars smattering the sky the only thing breaking up the seemingly endless darkness. The lights from the town below, however, were lighting up the city streets with different colours and shades of yellow, white, teal, purple, red, and what ever else that made up the nightlife. But it being only around 10PM, it wasn't too crazy. Yet.
A strange man wearing what had seemed to be a yellow helmet with the words 'GOOD LUCK' messily painted in white on the black visor, a red leather jacket covered with dust and sand, and almost knee-high black boots clicking with buckles stumbled out of the alley, clearly disoriented and confused. Just a mere second ago he was riding with his comrades along the hot desert of the 'Zones'. But then, the next thing he knew, was finding himself on the floor of a random alleyway, head hurting like hell and a raccoon seemingly judging him from the trashbins that lined the smelly alley.
What is going on? He wondered, before taking a quick look around. This place oddly looked like the world from before the Fires and before the Helium Wars... which was impossible. That happened seven years ago, back in 2012. Everything was destroyed, turned to the sand dunes I call home. I remember it clearly.
So what the hell is going on?
(I know v bad but eh i'm tired and very bored)
thistle's charries: Kobra Kid Party Poison Jet Star Fun Ghoul
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 3, 2016 23:46:31 GMT -5
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 4, 2016 20:35:47 GMT -5
(um... okay...)
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Asexual
Dragons Vein
I joined the original forums 09 or so, so I've got plenty of experience! Don't worry I'm a nerd.
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Post by Dragons Vein on Nov 4, 2016 21:39:03 GMT -5
I am using my smol son Young Link (Mask for name's sake) from Hyrule Warriors because he is my child <3))
Mask had been fighting Skull Kid alongside two older versions of himself, which was strange in itself, when he ran into one of the keeps with the intent of taking it. Intsead of ending up in the castle keep as he had expected, he stood between two buildings that were easily taller than the castle he had come to call home. He glanced around wildly before turning around to go back the way he came, but there was just...more stone and building. He had no idea how he had gotten there, but it wasn't where he had come from and, so, he had no idea how to get back. Instead, he turned around again, his hand itching to grab his sword, though he made it stay in place. Navi flittered around his head, ringing quietly in alarm before hiding in his hat again, trembling. "I don't like it here, Link!"
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Post by John 3:16 on Nov 4, 2016 22:18:15 GMT -5
The man was still in thought. Was this caused by some Drac or something? His mind was coming to crazy conclusions. Is this even real? Did he accidentally take some BLI pills? That was possible, yet unlikely. This man knew that all too well. He wouldn't dare touch those with a ten foot pole.
But then, even through the helmet he was wearing, he heard something. It sounded like speaking, except, slightly annoying sounding and very high-pitched. Reminded him of something... something from before everything went to Hell. He recognized it from his youth, and quickly whipped his head around as his fingers scrabbled for the red raygun on his hip.
"Who's there?" He barked, his voice slightly muffled by the helmet he wore, his raygun drawn and ready to fire. He knew that calling out like this was dangerous. But his entire existence was considered dangerous, so what could he really do?
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