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(Have a great one Dusk.) A barely audible whine crescendo-ed through the orange sky, loud enough to make any man wince. What? Wait a minute- Jayce's thought train got completely totaled when an explosion behind him nearly threw him to the rugged, barren ground. His breath got caught in his...

Hyena Cannon. Check. WICKED. Check. FAR. Check. RNR. Check. Tactical Missiles. Check. HECC. Check. Deep exhale. "We're at the drop point, team. Best of luck." "Affirmative, Pelican 3. Apollo ready for drop." Jayce was at the very back of the field, and one of the last to drop...

Jason loaded his gun with an audible click. He looked back at the others- Fisher and Anon seemed to be ready enough. He nodded at them and took point. He discreetly walked over to the back of the bank, which was not far away. Jason now saw a flight of steps descending down, where a black metal...

What. Just. Happened. Summing it up, it seemed that Commander Adniel had just given them the one and only opportunity to prove their worth. Not only theirs, but the whole fucking department's for god's sake. If they were to fail this, not only would they lose most of their respect as people...

Well that was a bit sudden. Walter had been silent the whole trip from the UN gate all the way to this secret laboratory or whatever in god's name it was. Was this the SEN1 Project? He asked himself, gazing at the open-cockpit humanoid machines. He clasped the waterproof zip-lock bag in his...

Walter would keep the FAR Foam to himself. That anti-corrosive healing mixture would not ever go into UN hands. And Jesus, what's wrong with that guy? Logan's his name? Whatever these machines are for, they would sure as hell need his schematics so to not get junked. For example, a missile clips...

0734 hours. Gym Room. Drip Drip. Drip. Jayce's sweat trailed down his choppy hair down onto the gym floor without sound every time he pulled back in his intense regime. Sweat laced his hair, giving it a seemingly bright glean in the early morning dim light as he continued with his sit-ups. No...

Walter's schematics and plans literally burnt up in his mind. The military's like this? He thought. According to the looks of the other people's faces, they thought more or less the same as him. Except for that girl, what was her name? Ai, and she gave him the shivers. Walter was good at...

Walter was late. he had woken up late that morning, and had nearly forgotten about the meeting. Apparently, being late for a noon meetup wasn't so hard after all. He had woken up with spit drooling down his chin while in an awkward position on the sofa, mind completely blank. Slowly, memories...

Block bread please.

Stone walks into the shop, looking slightly bewildered. He looks around, and then spots Mang. His jaw drops. "Mang! Wh-what are you doing in this world? I thought you were still in the ROBLOXian dimension..." He says in confusion.

Arko fell to the ground with a loud thud. Ow. His friends stood over him, laughing- not at him, with him. Arko got hauled up on his feet, looking flustered, as his friends kept on bellowing with laughter. Arko personally had to admit that these practical jokes weren’t funny anymore; they were in...

"Hmm...What should I call you? Any suggestions?" He asked his gem. Anyways, he wondered how he'd use his gem to fight monsters... (Sorry for the rushed post, school)

(@Draconus297 What's up with the thread?)

Arko was chatting with some of his friends. He felt proud when he found out that his father had got one of the biggest catches for the festival. He didn’t brag, and knew that his friends would never feel competitive whenever one of the parents- fathers in particular, had a great day. For...

Jason looked enviously between Florence and this 'Six'. Well, they were mooning over each other anyways, laughing and figuring out their similarities. Great. Go ahead without me- not like you care. He slunk away, with a heavy heart, having gained and lost a friend in a span of minutes. At least...

Jayce was in his room. He was sprawled across his bed, wondering why he was even here. He knew that he had been taking away from his parents because the authorities believed that they couldn’t take care of him, but why put in this far away, peculiar school? Something wasn’t right. Another bummer...

My cheeks burned with embarrassment. Again. Stop. Doing. That. I order Darkness. I don't like your attitude anyways.

So apparently my overly-sarcastic snarky and morbid crystal will help me fight against demons? Wow, I thought.

( @Zylvia Lol, what are the chances of that? One in a billion?) Jason smiled back. "Come on, let's go to the demonstration area. It's gonna be cool to see our dream MDTs in action." He sighed, longing for his MDT. "But hey, Fire and Water." I laugh, and get up, and would head to the...