Classical piano music flew by Ellowyn's ears. She turned around, and saw another girl walking her way, singing some sort of tune to herself. Ellowyn tugged at her big daddy's hand and pointed at her.
"Look, Mister Bubbles! Look at her!"
Bouncer refused and nudged Ellowyn forward slightly towards a corpse on the ground.
"Not now, Mister B! Look!"
'Song of songs.. Love is calling, daughter wake up from your sleep..~' The other girl began singing.
CRASH
Ellowyn jumped into the air, her eyes went wide as her underwater wonderland became what she dreaded most once again.
Old signs hung by a thread. Blood stained the walls and floor. Screams echoed over and over before lifeless bodies fell from the roof. Red liquid oozed out from a gap in the wall, where a body was wedged. Ellowyn Screamed.
"Mister Bubbles! Mister Bubbles, Help me!"
'Daddy!'
Bouncer kneeled beside the shivering Ellowyn and picked her up, putting her safely on his back. He let out a comforting growl.
Another, weird-looking big daddy came running into the room.
He had a really.. Small-looking head. And shoulders, but he wasn't a rosie, bouncer, lancer, or a rumbler. Like Bouncer, this big daddy had a rather large drill on his right hand. He also picked up his little sister and placed her on his back. The unknown big daddy turned around instantly and grabbed a rivet gun. He shot in the direction they came from, followed by deep groans and multiple broken T.Vs thrown his way. The other big daddy placed his little sister on the ground behind him.
"W-Wha's that, Mr. B?"
(Bouncer's perspective)
I wasn't sure what splicer it was, but it sure as hell isn't going to take my little girl from me. I run to the side of my fellow 'Daddy and let out a roar. The splicer roars back. My drill revs and I charge at the son of a bitch. My drill hits something solid and I drill into it as far as I can. A few seconds later, possibly the biggest splicer I've ever seen retreats to a nearby health station.
Oh, no you don't!
Charging at him, my drill slaps the bastard over the head.
Hahah. Sleep with the fishes, eh? I think to myself as the brute falls to the floor, dead.
"Y-You saved me, Sir Bubbles!" Nothing was more rewarding than knowing my little girl was safe and sound. I let out a comforting growl, and head off to check on the other.
Awkward-looking-big-daddy picked her up, and she was resting on his shoulder, tired from a long day of gathering. She yawned and said in a sleepy voice,
'I'm ready for sleepy time, daddy. No more Angels..'
My little girl tugged on my cage. "Awwwh~ They're so cute, Mister Bubbles~" She then climbed the front of my cage, looking directly at what would be my face if I wasn't crafted into a diving suit. Sticking her hand through my cage, she fiddled with the lights in my helmet.
"Your all glowly, Mister B~!" It.. Tickles, slightly. But it doesn't seem I could laugh. Oh well. My little girl is okay, and that's all that matters.
"Look, Mister Bubbles! Look at her!"
Bouncer refused and nudged Ellowyn forward slightly towards a corpse on the ground.
"Not now, Mister B! Look!"
'Song of songs.. Love is calling, daughter wake up from your sleep..~' The other girl began singing.
CRASH
Ellowyn jumped into the air, her eyes went wide as her underwater wonderland became what she dreaded most once again.
Old signs hung by a thread. Blood stained the walls and floor. Screams echoed over and over before lifeless bodies fell from the roof. Red liquid oozed out from a gap in the wall, where a body was wedged. Ellowyn Screamed.
"Mister Bubbles! Mister Bubbles, Help me!"
'Daddy!'
Bouncer kneeled beside the shivering Ellowyn and picked her up, putting her safely on his back. He let out a comforting growl.
Another, weird-looking big daddy came running into the room.
He had a really.. Small-looking head. And shoulders, but he wasn't a rosie, bouncer, lancer, or a rumbler. Like Bouncer, this big daddy had a rather large drill on his right hand. He also picked up his little sister and placed her on his back. The unknown big daddy turned around instantly and grabbed a rivet gun. He shot in the direction they came from, followed by deep groans and multiple broken T.Vs thrown his way. The other big daddy placed his little sister on the ground behind him.
"W-Wha's that, Mr. B?"
(Bouncer's perspective)
I wasn't sure what splicer it was, but it sure as hell isn't going to take my little girl from me. I run to the side of my fellow 'Daddy and let out a roar. The splicer roars back. My drill revs and I charge at the son of a bitch. My drill hits something solid and I drill into it as far as I can. A few seconds later, possibly the biggest splicer I've ever seen retreats to a nearby health station.
Oh, no you don't!
Charging at him, my drill slaps the bastard over the head.
Hahah. Sleep with the fishes, eh? I think to myself as the brute falls to the floor, dead.
"Y-You saved me, Sir Bubbles!" Nothing was more rewarding than knowing my little girl was safe and sound. I let out a comforting growl, and head off to check on the other.
Awkward-looking-big-daddy picked her up, and she was resting on his shoulder, tired from a long day of gathering. She yawned and said in a sleepy voice,
'I'm ready for sleepy time, daddy. No more Angels..'
My little girl tugged on my cage. "Awwwh~ They're so cute, Mister Bubbles~" She then climbed the front of my cage, looking directly at what would be my face if I wasn't crafted into a diving suit. Sticking her hand through my cage, she fiddled with the lights in my helmet.
"Your all glowly, Mister B~!" It.. Tickles, slightly. But it doesn't seem I could laugh. Oh well. My little girl is okay, and that's all that matters.
It's short but it should give some ideas:
After all of the fighting, struggles, sadness and misery; they're all but torn apart...They tried to make everything right and make everyone happy...But it ended so badly...They never thought it would end like this...The dream's all but a faint, non-existant memory...~
I hope it gives you a thought on how it'll be. I'm going to try my best to make it worth your time to read it. Oh and may I ask if the title sounded good? Once again; any questions, comments or concerns?
After all of the fighting, struggles, sadness and misery; they're all but torn apart...They tried to make everything right and make everyone happy...But it ended so badly...They never thought it would end like this...The dream's all but a faint, non-existant memory...~
I hope it gives you a thought on how it'll be. I'm going to try my best to make it worth your time to read it. Oh and may I ask if the title sounded good? Once again; any questions, comments or concerns?
The city seemed quiet. Too quiet. She knew this. She did her job well. Another nay-sayer of the twisted rumors, silenced forever. Her name is Kiri the Doll. Some say that she can be the most elegant, and at the same time, quite insane.
One day, the authorities caught on to this, and tried to capture her to seal her away, not much success. She knew she could outwit the authorities until they got smart.
Then, the men in white lab coats came in, carrying a straight jacket, just her size. She was sealed away for a total of 15 years. But right when they thought she was cured of her mental illness, she murdered the guards she befriended, took the keys, and escaped.
Some new rumors had started, saying she now resides in a dark mansion, living with herself and her creations.
One day, the authorities caught on to this, and tried to capture her to seal her away, not much success. She knew she could outwit the authorities until they got smart.
Then, the men in white lab coats came in, carrying a straight jacket, just her size. She was sealed away for a total of 15 years. But right when they thought she was cured of her mental illness, she murdered the guards she befriended, took the keys, and escaped.
Some new rumors had started, saying she now resides in a dark mansion, living with herself and her creations.
G-Sil and Silhouette kept fighting. Meanwhile in the city, Prime, Rico, and Claws were all talking. Prime was trying to sell some stuff to them. But they weren't buying. Soon enough, Shock and V2 ran up to the group. "We got a problem!" shouted Shock. Rico replied "a problem. What is it?" before Shock could answer, a loud noise and a cloud of smoke were heard and seen at a nearby building. Yep. G-Sil had kicked Silhouette. Right into that building. "um... That's the problem..." said Shock. "well, I'm not gonna be a bystander!" shouted V2. She let her temper get the better of her. She charged towards G-Sil and attacked. But G-Sil was unscathed. For she transferred the damage to Silhouette. Silhouette tried to fight back, but G-Sil was just to powerful...........
Stay tuned for Part 4!!!!!!!!!
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Stay tuned for Part 4!!!!!!!!!
(FC's belong to original owners!)
The fall air was quickly turning into frost bitten, I had not long before my clan mates would start passing from diseases from the white season. The wind chill made it seem like -60 degrees, but I had to help. I just had to. My body ached to be sandwhiched between two deer furs and near an open fire. I heard a gun shot ring through the snow. Dragon hunters. I had to get back before they found me, or either way, somebody'd die.
Too late. A couple of dragon hunters armed with almost every gun, cross bow and sword weapon imaginable. I tried flying off with my ice blue wings, but I failed, a hunter shot at my left wing with a midnight black cross bow. I started to fall, but I started running as soon as I hit the snow, carrying a fish between my fangs. How the clan leader would be so unpleased frightened me, but not as much as the hunters.
Too late. A couple of dragon hunters armed with almost every gun, cross bow and sword weapon imaginable. I tried flying off with my ice blue wings, but I failed, a hunter shot at my left wing with a midnight black cross bow. I started to fall, but I started running as soon as I hit the snow, carrying a fish between my fangs. How the clan leader would be so unpleased frightened me, but not as much as the hunters.