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Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Background: Alia was born into a family of Articiers (people in this world who gather and manage ancient artifacts). However because of this her parents died when she was 14, lost in an accident on a ruin site. As a memento of her parents, Alia uses a set of wooden tonfas, the very weapons used by her late father. Despite this Alia applied for her Articier license when she was 16, thanks to the training of her grandfather (whom she also lives with in place of her parents). After obtaining her license successfully, Alia met Zeron through her grandfather and became partners with him. It was during this time as well that Zeron gave her a silver pendant for her 16th birthday, a memento Alia never lets leave her side (she does the same with her tonfas) As an Articier, Alia's family name is only well known because of her grandfather who manages the largest museum of ancient reli
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Background: Alia was born into a family of Artificiers (people in this world who gather and manage ancient artifacts). However because of this her parents died when she was 14, lost in an accident on a ruin site. As a memento of her parents, Alia uses a set of wooden tonfas, the very weapons used by her late father. Despite this Alia applied for her Artificier license when she was 16, thanks to the training of her grandfather (whom she also lives with in place of her parents). After obtaining her license successfully, Alia met Zeron through her grandfather and became partners with him. It was during this time as well that Zeron gave her a silver pendant for her 16th birthday, a memento Alia never lets leave her side (she does the same with her tonfas) As an Artificier, Alia's family name is only well known because of her grandfather who manages the largest museum of ancient relics in the world. As an Artificier
The Oncoming Storm - Ch. 1 - Some Serious Nonsense The land of Minecraftia was silent, just like it normally was before a storm. The sky was bright, slowly beginning to turn orange as the sun dropped below the trees of the nearby forest.
From the distance, a low hum of voices could be heard. Muffled by a wooden door, they slowly grew louder until finally, Jason pushed open the door with a laugh. "Shut up, I wasn't that bad!" He said to Ty as he followed behind him. Instead of holding the door like Jason had for him, he walked past it, letting it fall shut.
"Yeah, you kinda were." He said, ignoring Sky as the door hit him in the face behind the two. "Dude you didn't even get past the second level."
"Yeah because it was hard!"
"That's what she said..." Sky mumbled as he rubbed his nose agitatedly.
Jason hit Sky in the back of the head, sending the commander a few feet forward. "Every damn time, Adam!" Jason laughed.
Sky smirked and rubbed th
TOS Teaser Ty walked into the kitchen with a small hum, leaving Jason to his own devices in the living room. The General pulled off his helmet and tossed it onto the couch, flopping down beside it. He was only sitting there for a few seconds before something on the coffee table caught his eye.
He grabbed the gold and reddish-pink floral printed box off the table and opened the lid curiously. Inside it was nothing but a silver pocket watch with a matching chain attached to the end. Jason rather slowly reached into the box and picked it up, squinting at it.
Upon closer examination, he noticed odd circle-like shapes carved into the surface of the metal on both sides. It was funny... The watch gave him an odd sense of familiarity, or otherwise that he had forgotten something - something important... Although he was quite sure that he hadn't.
Curiosity getting the better of him, he raised his thumb to the top of the
My Alien Girlfriend (Chapter 7)
I walked back inside the house after running to the store for a few hours. Yumi was sitting in the middle of the den, unmoving and completely still, just as I had told her to act. She smiled as I walked in and I tossed her a bag full of clothing. Without knowing her dimensions and size, it was hard to know what kind and what size the clothes needed to be, but I felt that these should do fine.
“Try these on.” I said. “You can’t wander around nude anymore.”
“I do not know how these are…worn.” Yumi muttered. I groaned and rubbed the back of my head.
“Well…that’s a shirt and it is put on…well…I guess I better show you huh?” I asked. I groaned and took off my own shirt. “Okay, so you hold the shirt like this…and you slide it on…like this…” I began slowly going through the steps needed to put on a shirt, sliding my arms carefully through each arm hole and making sure she was foll
Shatter Me - Ch. 7 - The Blood of The End I thought Jack had lost his mind. He hardly ever said anything when he used to join me and the team on missions - even back when we didn't really have a team. He was always just there for support - for a quick teleport out if things got bad.
Ren... No, Adrian right? Or was it Enderlox? Oh my god why is this so confusing?!
Enderlox froze mid step. Jack smiled. So that's why he'd done it. He had seen the kid and known that he'd be fine because the Lord of The End would never be cruel in his presence.
His son, or Zek as I would find out later, stared at his father in confusion. "Dad, what are you doing?"
"Working on business, little one." Enderlox replied. He smiled tiredly. "It's late. Go back to bed."
Zek looked at us with piercing red eyes. "Who are these people?" He asked. "They're from the overworld, aren't they?"
"Yes, and I'll tell you all about it later." Enderlox said. "Now go on bac
Thalia's Tale - Ch. 29 - Taco Tuesday "Lysander told me all about the Kraken thing. Says you were just like me." Damon said.
"It was really fun." Thalia replied.
"So... What d'you think of being a Skylord?" Damon asked.
Thalia sighed. "I dunno, pops. I really don't. I liked it but I just don't know if I really wanna be a Skylord."
"You're sixteen now, you know." Damon pointed out. "You're old enough to apply to the academy."
"Honestly... Before I came here I would have done it simply because you asked. But now... I kinda wanna stay in the army."
"Really?" Damon asked incredulously. "Military?"
Thalia shrugged. "I really like it here. And training with the Commander, I just sort of realized I don't want to leave."
Damon shrugged with a short sigh and kissed her forehead. "Do whatever makes you happy, sweetheart." He stood up, rolling his eyes. "Maybe Toby'll carry out the family name." He teased.
Granica Swiatow cz. IINie znana lokalizacja, ani czas.
Leżałam na czymś miękkim, byłam przykryta. Wszystko mnie bardzo bolało, w szczególności głowa. Otworzyłam oczy, zobaczyłam rozlatujący się sufit. W pomieszczeniu panował półmrok. Próbowałam się podnieść, ale ból mnie ograniczał do tego stopnia że nie potrafiłam się prawie ruszyć. Zrezygnowałam ze wstawania. Rozejrzałam się po pokoju. Na przeciw łóżka stała przedwojenna komoda ze stłuczoną szybą. Po lewej od wyra stała mała szafeczka z napojem i szklanką. Po prawej siedział, a właściwie to spał, długowłosy samiec łasicy. Wpół leżał na łóżku resztą siedział na krześle. Próbowałam go dosięgnąć. Udało mi się złapać go za w
Gamma World: Tempus Fugitive: Chapter 17
The Robotropolis Café made an excellent breakfast, and Cera, Garadun and Symphony made sure that Jessica knew how much they enjoyed it. They were the only customers in the place that early in the morning, apart from a mutant bear who was nursing a big cup of coffee. The robot was very appreciative of their praise. Too many customers couldn’t be bothered. They just ate and left – usually without leaving a tip.
“So what brings you to Robotropolis?” Jessica asked.
“We’re sort of on a quest.” Cera took the photograph of the tubular aircraft from her coat pocket and handed it over. “Have you ever seen this before?”
Jessica looked at the photo and jerked in surprised. “What? Of course I have, honey. Everyone has. That’s the founder of Robotropolis.”
“Say what?” said the weasel girl, gobsmacked.
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The BeginningHe told them, of course. He told those idiots everything, the whole damn story, including the blunder he'd made, and its consequences. Looking back on it later, he realized he had probably been in shock the whole time. It made sense, anyone would have been.
Soph was about twenty years old, and he'd been that way for a couple of years already, ever since the Hoarde had started attacking humanity from the past. Every day that passed, they ate at another day in the past. It sickened him. Those creatures had absolutely no regard for proper time and causality protocols.
It didn't seem to affect anyone else that way, though.
The Hoarde was the result of a human creation, of course, like everything bad in the world, though no one else knew about them. Then again, no one else had undiluted access to the power of creation. Even he didn't know much about the Hoarde, only that they appeared through some tear in The Fabric of The World and started killing people off. They appeared at some point in
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