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3 yrs ago
Current Do what I do and write two novels and then have like 4 people read them B)
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3 yrs ago
We've got a certified "Bozo Down" today
3 yrs ago
Also why's everyone getting so pressed about writing perspectives like dude just go write a book lol
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3 yrs ago
Might want to pick it back up before I put it in my wallet
3 yrs ago
40k fans are like the "Can he beat Goku" guys of Science Fiction
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Literally 1984 by Jorjor Well

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@RainbowFactoryMore Trees, and the wrecked town inside, which is Identified as Flyton.
@AewinThat's been of my concern too.
@Jasonhero I Grant[Geddit?] you usage of Lyra's character until she returns, otherwise you won't be able to do anything.
@AewinEither Later tonight or tomorrow you'll have your response. :3
It had been a day since the woman of his hatred had left. Grant was in constant Stress. He couldn't go after her when she left, as it could lead to him being spotted by the patrols that came past. And it was also good she never took a trip around the back of the Windmill, where he had to build a mass grave for the Patrols who 'DID' come inside the Windmill. It wasn't something to be proud of, he knew, but it had to be done sometimes. Survival of the Fittest, or just Survival of those not Fit for life...Something along those lines at least.

There were multiple thoughts on his mind that made him feel like shit. First, of course, there was the incident that had happened the very day before, finally coming face to face with his Wife's killer, and not doing anything about it. Then there was the second thing...Yuri. Where was he right now? What was he doing? Was he looking for him, or preparing to assault his location? Something that kept him awake was what he looked at him like. When he was revealed, the shock, horror and terror in his eyes made it clear that the two were never going to be close again. Especially after everything they had been through, it was tough...Grant and Yuri had survived everything together...The Training, Mission into Yupian, Western Siege, Flame Titan Incident and Eastern Titan Breach. Now he found himself in his home-place, struggling to think of what he could possibly do with his life. What was a man who was Part-Titan supposed to do? Yuri was Grant's first and only good friend he had for the lifetime he served, both in and out of the Military. Now that he was a rogue, 'Traitor'...now that he had been responsible for Lilith's and countless other Soldier's ceasing of life...he felt like nothing. It was the way life was for Grant now. Regret and Anger. He knew that if the 3DMG Gunmen were to find him, he'd be long gone. Hugh Portman's Teams were definitely using his friends, Annella, Yuri and Marx, to find him...and they would be gladly aiding them...it was all over. All he could do was drink and plot...for revenge, and for sparing the life of probably his greatest foe...
@RainbowFactoryAwesome....dun worry!
Marcus sat eating the meat, chewing away as his orb circled around his head. The Brofinn meat was heated and tender, as the insides for the beast were of a defensive heat mechanism for toothed predators, acting as a sort of Martyrdom weapon. It would usually scold the insides of the predator, causing pain and damage to the gums, eventually fucking up their ability to eat. It was a painful and agonising experience, but the Orb and Marcus played it smart and waited for ten minutes, allowing the painful aspect to it to cool down and allow further pleasure for eating. It then struck his mind. It was a strange question, but it had to be asked.

"So...doooo...you have a name or something? Like...I can't call you 'Orb' all the time can I?" There was a pause as the Orb travelled into a deep Muse. He was puzzled on what to be called. "Well?"

"Marcus is already taken...give me a minute..." For the first time since It dawned, he had grown a grin onto his face. Now becoming fond of the Orb, he found himself finding that he had a friend for once. "Either Marx, orrrrrrrrr...Menaphis..."

"Menaphis it is...I don't want to be confused between one another..."

"We pretty much are the same person/orb...thing...uhh..." This sentence made Marcus stop digesting his ever-so tasteful meal. He raised an eyebrow and tilted his hat-rim upwards to face him.

"What...what do you mean by that?" Once again, another Deep-Sigh like noise came from the light-energy.

"Think about it, Marcus. We are two different, completely different things. You being a solid, me being light...you being a human, me being an Orb...but what is most Iconic, Marcus, is that we are completely different. You need to know that. Our 'Personalities' are far from similar. Think of it as a Puzzle piece. Put the shy and saddened jigsaw piece with the confident and energetic one...you get the average and perfect lifeform. You could consider me as your 'Other Self'." There was a deafening silence that spread among the land, minus the annoying struggles of fighting downhill where the other Moon-Raiders were busy. He thought deeply, Marcus did. The noises were low, and his voice was too.

"Does...this come with other Orbs?" He quizzed, curiously.

"Not likely, my dear friend. Us Guardian Orbs are all different in Personality, like Human-lifeforms, as well as Intellect, Grade of power, and sometimes, even the connection to their Subject. My connection is strong, and I grant that you keep this in mind. We are like dependent variables. One cannot survive without the other...Well I could...technically I can't die in such a way you fleshy-things do." Marcus kept this in his head as he took more and more bites from the Brofinn meat, before it was completely-empty of existence. This was all so challenging to his mental capacity. So what he was being told is that each Guardian Orb serves some slight different purpose than the rest. His orb, or Menaphis as he should now be referred to as, was something that would act as the calming Buddy he needed all his life. Ever-since what was now known to him as his 'Pre-Life's Extinguishment', Marcus needed the extra person who understood him in the most identical way...Menaphis was his key to existence.

Marcus stood up, dusting his armor down and putting the rifle onto his back, it folding away neatly to compact space, and weight slightly. He walked over to Menaphis, hanging his head low and took of his armored stenson. Without anymore words, he found himself standing right beside the Light. He knew it wouldn't feel anything, but he wrapped his arms around the rough area of the light, even though they would never touch. It looked ridiculous, but to Marcus, it was a gratitude. He felt his eyes water slightly and his face began to become cold.

"Uhhhhm...Marcus?"

"I'm...sorry...Just...where have you been all my life?"

"Uhhhh...you aren't going to propose, are you?" Marcus took a deep breath and leapt off.

"N-no! Sorry...just...you being here to talk to...after...the...Thing...Yeah...sorry...It just...had to happen...thanks though..."

"Hey...I'm not the one who was found on th-" Marcus looked to the group fighting below.

"Maybe...we...we could use their help?"
Also...just got my short 100 Word-Max story into a national competition book. It was one of those casual ones to put a plot twist on a Fairy Tale, or our own story.

Yuri leapt to his feet. He didn't want to keep waiting, especially on the time-scale they were on. He knew Grant and Lilith would be arriving shortly, so to abandon them and his attempts to keep a conversation would just...be embarrassing...He dusted himself down, clearing his jacket and trousers of any crumbs and dusty particles that had appeared from earlier.

"I...I'm going to head to my Dorm now..." He spied, seeing Grant and Lilith finishing up their orders. "You...want to come or...just...you gonna stay here? Up to you, I mean...uhm...not...not my decision...just...Sorry!" He apologised randomly, like an absolute idiot...
@RainbowFactorySorry about it being short, I was rushed ;3;
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