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CS: The 2nd Mission: Ep. 2-3----Unexpected Visitors----
Sue squealed with delight as she tackled Quote to the ground. Curly Brace, Balrog and Misery looked upon them both with smirks on their faces. Soon after Sue let go of Quote, Kazuma and Momorin Sakamoto came out of forest as well. Once Quote was able to get up, he greeted them both.
"So, what are you guys doing here ?" Quote asked.
The three of them stared at Quote with shock. Quote seemed embarrassed as an awkward silence arose. Sue's moth quickly broke it by stating, "I didn't know you could talk, Quote ! When did this start?" Quote let out a sigh. "Well, it's a pretty long story. You might wanna come and sit down for this one "
==A few hours later==
"Amazing !" Kazuma shouted.
Everyone's laughter echoed throughout the beach coast. The sun was just about to set under the horizon, and everyone was sitting on the sand, sharing their stories about what happened after they had left the island. Quote had just finished his part of the story,
Last Man Standing: Ep. 2-3----Living Humanoid----
Mark gave him a double take. He couldn't even ask him what exactly what he meant, cause there was no other way for him to explain it. He was trapped here. As he looked upon Robinson (who was smiling at him), he grew even more furious. The only he wanted was to go and escape. But now that he knew that he controlled his new body, he was trapped. The only other question that came to mind was:
"Alright, fine. Since you have me cornered here, what do want me to do?"
Robinson grew serious now. "To answer this, we must first prepare you for what we have in store for you. I'll be sending guards to guide you to the training room to-" Mark interrupted: "Whoa, whoa, hold on a sec. "Training" me? What exactly are you sending out for?"
Robinson continued, "I already said; you'll be told once we give you something to defend with " Mark looked at him suspiciously, but eventually shrugged as the guards came to take him to the weaponry room. Along the way, Mark r
Last Man Standing: Ep. 1-4----Searching for Survivors----
Mark sighed with relief as he looked at the deserted city. Many of the buildings were still standing, but they looked like the ruins of an ancient city. Except instead of stone pyramids and brick temples, these were modern skyscrapers towering towards the sky. Most of the windows were either shattered or cracked, leaving shards of glass throughout the streets.
Mark slid down a large hill and quickly found himself on the main street. Most of the city still looked intact, but it was lifeless and quiet. The only sound was his deep breathing. He made his way through the streets, trying to find any sign of survival
Building after building, he went through, yet with each one, he began to lose hope. All signs of life seemed to be sucked out of every corner. There weren't even any traces of footprints or body remains. All there was left was glass, sand and dust.
Hours later, as the sun started to sink towards the horizon, Mark fell on his knees and started
Last Man Standing: Ep. 1-3----Search For Survivors----
Mark sighed and took a break. He took off his pack and sat near a small pond. He took in a small sip of water and laid on his pack. He looked up into the sky. It was completely clear, not a cloud in the sky. But that's how it always was now. Nothing but the sun beating down on you constantly. Yet, looking up into the sky still brought back so many memories; memories of his family.
Three years ago, he thought that living on his own would be one of the greatest things ever. His parents seemed to watch him no matter where he went or what he did. His older sister, Sarah, didn't help much by nagging him about other things, such as his looks. She always told him he was a big pig, and that no girl would ever want to be with him if he kept that up. He would always respond, "Well, if you can live with me, there's no other girl, no matter how clean or tidy, who can't."
Now, as he lay in the sand, he regretted everything. Every negative statement, every prank and mean
Last Man Standing: Ep. 1-2----Search for Survivors----
"What have I ever done to deserve all this?" he asked.
"He" was actually named Mark Johnson, and as far as he could tell, he was the last human on Earth. However, he refused to believe that. As he packed up his tent and belongings, he traveled on to find anyone who could have survived. It was like his job now. Every so often, he would come to a place to stop and rest, but now was his time to keep going. Eventually, he came upon a remote sandy area. But as he continued on, he realized he wasn't in a desert
He was in a park
He looked at a sign that read "Forestville City Park", which was crooked and sinking in the sand. "Not much of a park anymore. Must've been hit hard after the radiation " he thought. As the word "radiation" came to mind, everything came back to him
However, the radiation wasn't the first thing to come back to him. The first thing that came to him was the disease. At the time, there wasn't a name for it, as it was com
Last Man Standing: Ep. 1-1----Search for Survivors----
Everything was black
He turned to his left and his right, yet he saw nothing. He was lost in this darkness, with no signs of where to go, or if anything else was there. He started to walk along. He knew for sure that he was standing on something, but as he looked down, all he saw was just black
Then came a small light that shone in front of him. As it got brighter, he saw some familiar figures. They were his parents and his older sister. He stood, frozen. Could it be? Were they really alive? He called out to them, but they gave no response. He stared at them, puzzled, and started to walk towards them. Something strange was going on
As he was about a few steps in front of them, they all fell to the ground simultaneously. He stopped in his tracks as he watched them melt away into nothing. The light had faded away, and he was once again left in darkness and confusion. He felt tears in his eyes, and he could feel his head pounding
Blue Eyes in FlamesWhen the prince sees the flower bloom from the palm of her hand, he orders her arrest.
She is only seven years old.
He takes the flower from her and keeps it, even though he knows he shouldn't. He puts it a vase, or, rather, his servant does that for him. The flower doesn't ever die, even years later.
It's dawn of a December morning, and he's cold. But still, he stands next to his father dutifully and looks at the little girl with blue eyes that are now black from seven nights sleeping on a cold, dungeon floor behind bars. They cut off her dark brown hair during that time. She's tied to the pyre, and there are seven guards around her, holding sharper swords than normal, not that she could get away. There's one man dressed in black holding an unlit torch, with a mask over his face to prevent his death. His father raises his arm, and the torch is lit.
She locks her gaze to his, and he blinks at her. It's like she expects him to prevent it. He couldn't, though, he can't. She scares him, w
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