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Whiteout; Choco, Wolffe, Snake, Kitty
Tweet Topic Started: Jan 25 2014, 05:30 PM (103 Views)
RabidChoco	Jan 25 2014, 05:30 PM Post #1
Sandopolis Act 2 Posts: 2,402 Group: S Rank Hero Member #6,608 Joined: March 11, 2008 Gender: Male Country: Belgium 3DS Friend Code: 1521-5016-9168 Steam ID: RabidChoco Game Currently Playing: Persona Q: Shadow of the Labyrinth	The chamber is featureless white, filled with faceless figures curled up and nearly blending into the walls and floor. Except for one. Except for you. By touch, you're able to get yourself to your feet. All you know is that you shouldn't be here, something bad will happen if you stay. No. Not quite all. There's another reason you have to get out of here. As you focus on why that is, you feel like a mask peeled itself from your face. You open your eyes, though there's nothing to see except white, white, white... Steeling yourself, focusing on the one fragment you can recall, you take a step away from the faceless mannequins, into the unknown. If you look back behind you, the chamber you awoke in, with its other inhabitants, is gone, replaced by a featureless corridor, still white, white, white. Turn again, the hallway stretches the other way, too. He'd been paid for the job, and he wouldn't let anything stop him from finishing it. It just wasn't done... He looked down at the featureless white garment that covered him, except for his face, it felt like, making him look almost like some kind of mannequin, and scowled. He had a job to do, and he was certain that job wasn't here.
	Indeed, there is nothing more repulsive than these monsters that defy nature and are known by the name of witcher, as they are the offspring of foul sorcery and witchcraft. They are unscrupulous scoundrels without conscience and virtue, veritable creatures from hell capable only of taking lives. They have no place amongst decent and honest folk.


[Mika] Gumi	Mar 3 2014, 05:38 PM Post #2
Sandopolis Act 2 Posts: 2,338 Group: S Rank Hero Member #13,165 Joined: July 28, 2012 Gender: Female Game Currently Playing: Assassin's Creed IV: Black Flag	She'd messed up royally this time. She had directly disobeyed her dearest friend, lied to him, deceived him, and--in short--betrayed him. She had to make amends. She had to fix this! She had to make things right, or she'd lose EVERYTHING... She wasn't even fully aware of sitting up. Her first bit of true awareness was when the mask-like object peeled away from her face. Surprised, she touches her face. Then her ears. Then all over her head. She winces when she pricks her fingers on her sharp bang-ends. Ow... not smart. Definitely shouldn't do that again. She looks down at herself, seeing the white garment blending into the floor; the sight inspires a strong, instinctual fear in her. Melting! Vanishing! She shudders, scrambling to her feet and dispelling the mental image of her body disintegrating and becoming nothingness. So... she was still intact--hopefully. And she was standing... But now what?
	"I never felt truly alive unless I was staring death in the face." -Solid Snake _{~All Art Belongs to the VG Cats Comic by Scott Ramsoomair~}


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