Post by Akbar Le Grey on Apr 21, 2005 10:03:22 GMT -5
“Is she like alright?” questioned a drawling and rather high-pitched voice. Pandora recognized it as CCV’s and groaned inwardly. “CCV. Please leave. Pandora’s ill. She cannot see you right now.” Replied a weary voice which seemed to be at the end of its nerves. Pandora recognized it as Antenora’s. “The eternal peace-keeper” she thought.
She tried to move. Upon opening her eyes, she discovered that she was in a well-lit, surgical-looking room. “Like OMG!!!!” shrieked CCV, “she’s like alive!!!!”
“Get out of it!” yelled PJ, “Go bug some-one else!”
From the tail of her eye, Pandora could see CCV running off, tears flying behind her. But it was not the tears that caught her attention. It was, indeed, something as shiny. Yet infinitely more dangerous. It was the thin blade she had just seen CCV take out of her belt.
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Amber was feeling happier than she had in ages. It was a cloudy day, and lying under the shady trees of the 667 grounds, she could almost hear the lazy clouds drawing their way across the sky. However, this was not the reason for her happiness.
The real reason for her happiness was sitting ,leaning against the tree and staring into space. She could tell that he was in deep thought. “Amber,” he said suddenly, “who do you think is behind all this? Really. I want your opinion.”
“ I don’t know,” she laughed, “and I don’t particularly care. I suppose it could be any-one.”
“Well, we should care. Innocent people are getting hurt. I don’t like it.” he replied, a trifle more sharply than expected.
“Oh, look! That’s AIMEE! She’s come for a visit! Yzay!” screamed Amber, running towards the great main path.
“She’ll never understand. None of them understand.” Muttered Ennui, before getting up and chasing after her.
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Pacing along the corridors of his subterranean chamber, Sebastian Who began to think. In his days on UE.net, there had never been such dreadful things. But, reminded the picture of their once-beautiful headquarters on his wall, those days were gone. Forever . “It’s just not fair!” he yelled suddenly, breaking the dead silence of the room, “Why? WHY?!”
He began to throw things around. Chaos descended like a blanket, covering all common sense he had left. “WHY?!” he continued.
But this is when he did something drastic. He threw a torch against the wooden door. Immediately it began to blaze. The wildfire spread.
“It’s just not…fair…”, he said, breaking down at last.
His last words were” Why must everything end in fire?”
She tried to move. Upon opening her eyes, she discovered that she was in a well-lit, surgical-looking room. “Like OMG!!!!” shrieked CCV, “she’s like alive!!!!”
“Get out of it!” yelled PJ, “Go bug some-one else!”
From the tail of her eye, Pandora could see CCV running off, tears flying behind her. But it was not the tears that caught her attention. It was, indeed, something as shiny. Yet infinitely more dangerous. It was the thin blade she had just seen CCV take out of her belt.
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Amber was feeling happier than she had in ages. It was a cloudy day, and lying under the shady trees of the 667 grounds, she could almost hear the lazy clouds drawing their way across the sky. However, this was not the reason for her happiness.
The real reason for her happiness was sitting ,leaning against the tree and staring into space. She could tell that he was in deep thought. “Amber,” he said suddenly, “who do you think is behind all this? Really. I want your opinion.”
“ I don’t know,” she laughed, “and I don’t particularly care. I suppose it could be any-one.”
“Well, we should care. Innocent people are getting hurt. I don’t like it.” he replied, a trifle more sharply than expected.
“Oh, look! That’s AIMEE! She’s come for a visit! Yzay!” screamed Amber, running towards the great main path.
“She’ll never understand. None of them understand.” Muttered Ennui, before getting up and chasing after her.
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Pacing along the corridors of his subterranean chamber, Sebastian Who began to think. In his days on UE.net, there had never been such dreadful things. But, reminded the picture of their once-beautiful headquarters on his wall, those days were gone. Forever . “It’s just not fair!” he yelled suddenly, breaking the dead silence of the room, “Why? WHY?!”
He began to throw things around. Chaos descended like a blanket, covering all common sense he had left. “WHY?!” he continued.
But this is when he did something drastic. He threw a torch against the wooden door. Immediately it began to blaze. The wildfire spread.
“It’s just not…fair…”, he said, breaking down at last.
His last words were” Why must everything end in fire?”