Rogue Colm

We're All Going To Die! (Cycle 1)

*stupid post made before reading all of the icheck posts...*

Assassins Folly - Introduction

@Felix7heWolf alright. I was just making sure it wasn't going to dishonor my great ancestors or something

Assassins Folly - Introduction

@Felix7heWolf edit'd. Is that better?

Final Fantasy Tactics: Bahamut Rising

You had me at FFTA

Also, that's a great plot to boot!

Assassins Folly - Introduction

@Felix7heWolf sorry for the post being a tad short. Wasn't much to do on the ride

Fate is a Cruel Thing

Louis

The sword came free a moment after Louis' growl. The kid sees him staring back and let's out a beast-like roar, changing his direction to run directly at Louis. His form changed along with his direction. His hands grew inch and a half long claws, his face contorted into a snarl, revealing sharp, animal-like teeth. His pace picked up, and closes the distance even faster. You have enough time to either grab your shield or test your sword against him, but it seems as though you have only a chance to choose offense or defense.

Assassins Folly - Introduction

Cecelia's fifteen minute drive felt more like five since her muscle memory took over as one hand fidgeted with the key she was given the night she joined. Once at the mansion, she unlocked the door and entered, still amazed by how huge this house is, considering that the director seemed more like the kind of guy that would live in a small house on the Prairie or something like that. Still having one earphone in her ear, Cecelia found the director sitting in the foyer as her playlist of 8-bit-reminiscent electronic music was ending. Seeing the director playing his piano, Cecelia smiled. "'Ello sir. How are we today? I hear you have something for me?"

Assassins Folly - Introduction

@Felix7heWolf what would mansion-entering protocol be?

One Sentence

The rest of the snipers under (Codename:) Simba's command radio in that they are in position and ready to poach the ivory

Fate is a Cruel Thing

Louis

You awake with a headache under a brown-leafed tree. It seems to shade you from the harsh light as you gaze across flat, sandy ground as far as the eyes can see. Mostly. As you look around, you can see two clusters of Shadows along the horizon: a rounded one to the east, based on the rising sun, and a few "blocks" to the south. You notice a small sword buried in the tree that shades you and a wooden shield about the size of your torso. A tree a few yards off has a shadow that seems to be growing- no, approaching- you. Fast. It looks like a kid. About ten or so. You can't tell the gender from this distance, but can see that it's clothes are very torn and tattered. You then hear it: water.

Next to your tree, on the other side, is a tiny spring of water bubbling from the ground. Looking back at the shadow child, you see that it's direction seems more logically aimed at the spring than you, but its eyes are locked on you, as if to challenge you to stop it. The face looks male, but it looks like he's wearing a large cloth tunic or poncho.