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CP-Animal Crossing: Wild WorldAnimal Crossing: Wild World was, and is, one of my favorite games for DS.
But there was always one thing that bothered me: what did places outside my town look like?
I'm not talking about visiting other people's towns, either.
In every town (I've played enough characters to know this) there is always an ocean on the south side, and cliffs bordering the rest of the town.
I'd always wonder what would happen to my character if I was able to actually travel out of those borders.
I even had a dream about it once. All I remember about that dream was that I single-handedly led a revolution against the mayor. I don't know why.
Anyway, one day I was very bored. I was just sitting in my room, when I noticed my DS sitting on my dresser. I keep all of my games in a plastic bag and randomly pulled out one. Animal Crossing: Wild World.
I started playing it, and I realized I had no clue what was going on. I hadn't played in a long time, so I decided to simply erase the town and
Town XVIIWARNING: THIS DOCUMENT IS CONFIDENTIAL. IF YOU DO NOT HAVE THE CLEARANCE TO VIEW THIS, YOU WILL BE FINED $5000 MINIMUM AND UP TO 7 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT.
Related To-Tape OZA7623----
Subject Name-Jen (no last name given)
This document is official.
It should be noted: beginning of actual transcript (the interview, not installments) is held in a separate location. It is found in Lot -- in Building 0-----.
When subject first arrived, she was malnutrioned and had contracted malaria. The subject's accent showed her country of origin was O------- . After treating her, the investigators questioned her. She appeared to have nothing wrong with her, simply a rebellious teenager. The only strange part was that she tried to change her voice in the beginning and end of the early installments. She didn't explain them until a later installment.Then, she began speaking in third-person by around the fifth installment. By the final installment, the subject showed extreme paranoia,
The Town XVIJen ran. She rested. She ran some more.
For three weeks, she had only herself to talk to.
Then, you came.
You told her you people were from another country.
You told her the "town" was actually part of a country.
You told her your country was at war with her country.
She had just never known.
Apparently, none of the common people of the outer regions about it. For safety.
You treat her like a war criminal.
You tape her conversations with you.
You're taping her right now.
You think she is hiding something.
But she knows what you're going to do to her.
END OF TAPE OZA7623----
The Town XVShe stood up and followed the woman down a long, horridly lit hallway. Along the way were small doors leading into some rooms. Most of them were boarded up or painted over. At the end of the hall, a tall metal door with locks running down the length of the left side awaited them. The secretary slowly unlocked them all, and the door swung open.
Jen walked into an immensly large room. Against the back wall, a stage was set up. Sitting at a long table were ten ancient men and one woman. These were the Elders, the council that delt with everything the Lord Mayor couldn't be bothered with. The one in the center, the leader, looked down at a piece of paper. "You are Jen, are you not?"
"Yes," she replied, bowing.
"You are requesting a Mr. Azriel to be your husband?"
"Yes, Most High Elder." A little flattery couldn't hurt.
"Hm. After extensive thought and consideration, we have decided that he is not your match."
"What?" She had to pretend she was actually surprised.
"Yes. I know you might thi
The Town XIVJen stood outside in the cold. The sky was overcast, and the wind was strong. She was in a line that reached down the block. There was a tall girl in front of her, a pretty, smiling blonde. It was rare to find blondes in the town, Jen couldn't help thinking. The girl was chatting excitedly with some of her friends in front of her. Yeah, right. , Jen thought, Let me guess, this girl honestly thinks she is going to get assigned the man she chooses? Please! . Jen hadn't been in a good mood all week.
She kept thinking about how once she got married, she would never get to be with Azriel as much again. They had decided to meet at least once a week at the library, and had been moving books there the past few weeks, since Jen wouldn't have access to it after they moved her and her "husband" to a home. But they would still have to be extremely careful, because an adult, especially a woman, could not be seen outside. They had to be either at their jobs or cleaning the house.
The Town XIII"What?"
"Let me repeat myself. You where in my room the other night. Why?" She liked him and all, but if he stared at her when she slept, well, that was a deal-breaker. She didn't associate with creeps.
"If you saw me, why didn't you say anything?"
"Aha! So you admit it! Well, last night, my father mentioned he saw a light on in my room. I never turn on my lights. So, again, what where you doing there. I know it was you."
"Listen, it's not what you think..."
"Really?" Jen's voice had a sarcastic twinge to it.
"Yeah. You see, they're upping patrols at night for some reason."
"Wait...are you saying...?"
"The other night, I almost got caught. Then, when I made it to your house, I heard the police coming through people's backyards. So, I let myself in."
"Why didn't you just stay in the attic?"
"I thought they had heard something, and I was afraid they would try and come up there if they saw me. So, I went down the stairs to your room. You know, you are really tiny. I could hardly
The Town XIISo far, the plan had been working. They had been doing it for five months. Five months, and they still hadn't been caught. The night before, Azriel had come over for their book meeting. Jen had all the books packed away in her purse. She sat at the cheaply made table, and tried to eat her breakfast. Her father had just left a minute before. Jen remembered there being something about him being reassigned to some new job, but she didn't really pay attention. She never paid attention to anyone any more, except Azriel. There was no point, she would be caught, and most definitely banished. That was the only punishment. They had stop full-blown executions a long time ago. Or, she hoped so.
That day, they picked out one of the shorter books they had chosen. It was a cute little fluff story about a guy and a girl in high school (Jen had to try her best and explain that term to Azriel). Then, the guy got all crazy and mean, and the story took a darker turn.
As she listened to Azriel
The Town XShe had waited for an hour. Jen looked down at her watch for the 20th time. 12:25. Late, he was just late. He was not bringing the cops. Jen had this little thing where two voices in her head argued over what to do. She knew one was her conscious and the other was "her" voice. So far, all she had found out was that she had a mean conscious.
I thought this was a bad idea...
Oh, not you again.
What? I'm sorry, but I just think that was extremely stupid! You didn't even know him for more than three days! How could you just invite him over like that? Stupid, stupid...
I don't think he'll turn me in.
Hmm, let's say he does. First, you told him you hated the government. STUPID IDIOT PERSON! You can get banished just for saying that. He could have been lying the whole time! Did that ever occur to you? Of course not! Then, you invited him here. You gave him instructions on how to get up here! Even if the Police don't come barging in, like I think they're going to, you're going to
The Town IX"A...a library?"
"Yes. Do you know what a library is? Or, should I say, was?"
"Well, yes. It's a place where the ancients would store books and let others borrow them."
"Wow. Not very many people know that. Well, come on. You know how I told you about how I used to have to cut through someone's backyard to get here?"
"Um, well, they don't really care for me that much, so let's get inside before the wife comes out." Azriel began walking to the door.
Jen begsn coughing the second she entered the building. "Oh, sorry," Azriel said as he began wiping dust off some windows in the back wall with his hand, "It's a little dusty."
"Alright, a lot. Mind you, I might be the first person to be here ever since the Town was established."
"Hmm." Jen began to look around. She was standing in what used to be the, lobby, she thought was the correct term. There was a desk against one wall. When she walked forward, she could see that tall metal bookshelves covered reached fr
Turn LeftTurn Left
I felt like writing a little explanation was relevant. The title, 'Turn Left' was inspired by a Doctor Who episode where Donna's entire life was altered by one decision: Should she turn right or left? I wrote this as an alternate timeline to our, where a Sorcerer's simple decision led him to a very different fate. So there, that's it X3
"Ooh, I don't wanna miss this one." I heard Ty say. I could practically see him leaning forward on his desk. He so seemed like the type of guy who'd do that when he got excited. "I know Kyle started that Jimmy thing, so don't try to pull that crap on us - what's your real name?"
"Yeah, dood, what is it anyway?" Jerome asked. "I've always been kinda curious."
I saw myself at a crossroads. I could go two ways from here. I could tell them and we could become better friends, or I could remain shrouded in mystery. Although the latter seemed totally badass, the prior seemed
SWtCW: A Question of Loyalty pt.5Surface of Naboo, Theed, Royal Palace
Queen Jamillia jumped as the door to her study slammed open, looking up from her desk in alarm as three figures burst into the room.
“What is going on?” she demanded, coming to her feet. “Who are you what do you—“ she stopped as she recognized Padme. “—want.” she stiffened as she realized that Senator Binks was also in attendance. “How dare you?” she asked coolly.
“Queen Jamillia,” Padme began, her voice emotionless. “You are guilty of conspiring against Naboo and the Republic, you will be removed from the throne and your vestments stripped from you.”
Jamillia's eyes flared slightly as she looked back from the gungan to Padme.
“You have no authority to make such outrageous claims and accusations Senator! You serve by my appointment!”
“I have the same right of every citizen of Naboo.” Padme replied. “As to authority, we will have that sh
Spider-Man Hail to the King Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Seventeen: Maximum Goblin.
"Osborn you bastard..." Mary Jane says as she and Peter's other family members looked on the television screen in their prison cell as they see the green gas turns those who breathe in it into laughing goblin-like mutants. They also see the muatated Goblin thugs mutate further in symbiote/goblin hybrids.
"Hey, you got a new cellmate." One of the goblin thugs said as the open the cell and push in Frances Barrison who looked drugged and had different bandages on her body.
"Shriek?!" MJ says in some fear as she remembers Shriek from Carnage's rampage.
"Not any more." The thug snickered as he locks the cell down.
It was then they see Frances huddles in corner with tears running down her cheeks from the horrors Jackal had put her through.
While this was happening, on the streets, Carlie and Lizard were now on the surface to see what the gas was doing.
"So he weaponized the Goblin gas. Clever bastard." Carlie growled as they now can see the utter destr
Oh No Sally 23 : by DruSally felt great. It had been a wonderfully successful week, with the FBI Director now behind bars and her "approval rating", according to Bill, going up and up. But even though Sally had defeated her most dangerous enemy, his appearance...and in such a position of power...made her wonder how many other evil villains were out there undertaking nefarious activities.
But Sally wasn't just after the glory jobs. She knew it was really important to look after the little things too. This is why Sally had shown up on Good Morning America without notice and announced her intention to conduct a national crackdown on bad driving.
"The death toll on our nations roads is already too high this year. From midday today until midday tomorrow, anybody endangering others with their driving shall have their vehicles confiscated."
Honouring her word, Sally hovered high over New York and watched the clock in Times Square click over to noon. As soon as it did her work began...
Though it was only noon,
Battalia: HuntsmanGrannde Enterprises was an old building, one that had been out of production since the war. It was home to Battalia that had protected Westkeep and the nearby area, closer to town than the Derelict Industries base was to Mechanicsville. Even so, it was heavily guarded, and yet...Something had broken through, and more shockingly, destroyed the Battalia units within.
Outside the base, a young man named Chase Sabre stood there. He was a traveller, chasing the very monstrosity that had caused this damage. Along the way he had seen more than his fair share of destroyed robots and wreckage, but what was scariest of all was the fact that someone he loved was arguably the cause of it all.
Still, his hunt was only half the reason he was there, the other half was the wrecked Battalia he had encountered on the dusty trail, Maria.
Chase recognized her as an awakened Battalia, ones that had adapted beyond the already powerful stock versions called “Blank slates”. They had observed human
LoE The Blackest Night = Bad Moon Rising
Aquastria; The Coral Castle of King Leo shortly before dawn six days after the Battle of Appleoosa.
"Are your instructions clear?" The old royal seapony asked, his voice sounding like a rumbling undersea volcano. The officers of the court floated next to the resting king who faced eight seaponies clad with the gold and silver bands and harnesses of the diplomatic service of the Kingdom of Aquastria.
"Yes majesty. Perfectly clear." Whirlpool replied. She closed her eyes and began reciting from memory her mission. "The royal envoy is to proceed to Manehatten and with aid of our magic wielders and the unicorns, then proceed to Canterlot where I am to give the Royal Sisters your majesty’s plea for aid against the monsters."
"Highness? Would not a pegasus messenger be more rapid? The Island of Feather Glow has a number of them from the Equestrian Guard for such messages."
The king nodded and gazed into Whirlpool's eyes. "An envoy is needed to show just how desperate
Gamma World: Tempus Fugitive: Chapter 8
With the omega city behind them and the open road stretching ahead, Cera was able to sit back and enjoy the journey. It was early summer and the scenery was actually quite pleasant. The land consisted of low, gently rolling hills covered with patchy forest of pine and assorted deciduous trees. The old highway cut through it in a straight line from east to west. Some of the low hills had exposed sections of rock, showing where the land had been blasted and bulldozed in the distant past to clear the way for the road.
About twenty kilometres down the road from the first bridge they encountered, they crossed another that was even shorter. The water beneath was more marsh than a river, and the span was so low and solid that Cera couldn’t tell the difference between highway and bridge. The asphalt was filled with cracks and there were some patches of exposed ground and grass growing here and there, but otherwise the ancient road had survived the last fift
Gamma World: Tempus Fugitive: Chapter 9
As she stood on the old weathered highway and looked around, Cera felt a deeper appreciation for her human friend’s people, the Ancients. After fifteen decades the road was still intact. The asphalt was cracked and patchy and for long stretches it was reduced to being hard-packed dirt and gravel, but the road remained. It had been built to last. They had passed many smaller side roads since leaving the ruins of the omega city. The network that had been left behind after the Great Disaster was staggering.
And this Trans-Canada Highway, the Tee-Can as her folks called it, to her it seemed indomitable. It just went on and on without end. Garadun had proudly informed her that it had been the longest national highway in the world. It wasn’t merely a road. It was what had once connected the people of a great nation, an integral part of their society and identity. And it had been built with the needs of travellers in mind. All along its length were p
The Keeper chapter 2I guess I'll first tell you about here,
By here I mean what people refer to as the Shadow Realm. Because everything here is made up of shadows, even I am a shadow. There is absolutely no color here.
We re basically just a bunch of Zombies walking around endlessly.
It s tough surviving here too... Some don't even try...
The woods that I love to take evening strolls in, is infested with their lost souls. They wander around aimlessly, crying out for someone to save them.
While the others like me who are still alive live in shabby shacks we call homes and cover ourselves with the rags we were given from the Keeper and his council. Most people are starving, but I ve learned how to keep myself a float and barely get by. We re all hopelessly doomed to die like this, but despite that. Everyone who can remember is hoping that one day things will change. One day everyone hopes that we will be able to see the light again. To feel the sun on ours skins. To see flowers, to see leaves changin
The Town XITwo weeks had passed, and no sign of Azriel. Jen had stayed up every night extremely late, waiting for him. She had waited for him every day at the street corner, then at the library. He never showed. Now, as she sat in the attic, holding a book that she hadn't even started to read, she was sure of one thing: he had to be turning her in. That had to be it. She looked back at how stupid it had been to give away her deepest secret to someone she hadn't even known for a week.
She decided to stop waiting for him. If he had already turned her in, then police officers would be at her house any day, so there was no point in missing any sleep. As she stood up, she heard a knocking behind her. Azriel stood in the window, carrying the books in one hand and holding himself up with the other. Jen ran over and quickly unlocked the window. First, she grabbed the books out of his hand, and this time he managed not to fall flat on his face.
"I am so sorry." he whispered. "I know it took me forever to
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