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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
The Potentially Mad Scientist It had been my dream to join the army ever since I first saw them fighting. I was at the Massacre of Shard City - I watched as my entire village was murdered when I was only seven years old. Me and my parents got out okay, but not many others did.
And the only reason I was still alive was because of them; the Sky Army. A bunch of recruits saved us. They were fast and strong and smart; they were heroes. And as soon as they knew we were okay, they all ran back into battle to try to save some more lives. One of them even saved my goat - Lucius (I call her Lucy).
That was the day I knew. I wanted to be just like them. I wanted to grow up and fight for Minecraftia just like them. I wanted to learn how to use a sword and do that jumping stuff they could do with the backflips and I wanted to learn how to protect my family.
From that day on, I spent almost the whole day every day researching; learning all I could about them so one day I cou
The Good Old Days At this point, Skylord Lysander found himself banging his head repeatedly down on the table in front him in boredom. Quietly, of course. He mustn't disturb the Admirals as they debated about the air lights on... And on... And on...
He let out a sigh and let his head rest against the large round conference table. He heard a groan from beside him. "Why do the annual meetings have to be so damned long?!" Lysander turned his head to the right as Skylord Amber looked to her left. Before the two even made eye contact, the knew they were thinking the same thing.
"I'll tell you what..." Lysander sucked in a quick breath as he straightened up, keeping his voice low so as not to attract the attention of the Admirals. "When I make Admiral, I'm gonna change up the meetings so they last one day and they'll have pizza. Shiploads of it."
"Ooh ooh, and those neat drink machines that they have in the movies!" Skylord Vimes added excitedly f
SWtCW: Broken Home pt. 1Star Wars
The Clone Wars: Broken Hearth Broken Home
Having completed their mission to Nar Shaddaa, Jedi Master Kahan and Commander Aira-ty Nokta rejoin their command to find Kahan's old friend Master Guo-Jia waiting for him, having taken temporary command of the 13th Assault Corps after losing most of her own forces. The reunion is tarnished however when Aira-ty finds that her sister, Shaira-na, is aboard the Guardian having been rescued by the Wolf Pack from slavery. Confronted with a reminder of her long forgotten family, Aira-ty learns that her homeworld is no longer the paradise it once was and much has changed.
Torn between duty and a feeling of needing to prove herself, she resolves to return to her homeworld in an attempt to set things right only to find that she will not be alone on her personal quest. The allies she has made in the past months of combat stand fast besides her in defiance of orders and embark on her private mission alongside her into contested territory far bey
SWtCW: Broken Home pt. 2Republic space, aboard the Republic star destroyer Guardian
Aira-ty palmed open the door of her quarters and stopped in the doorway to star at the woman sitting on her bunk. The flaming red hair curling around her features looked nothing like Aira-ty's own long sea green hair though and she looked at Aira-ty with a pair of vertically slit green eyes. Aira-ty had only seen her adoptive sister once just after leaving the Jedi Order, years and years ago. Then she'd seen her parents playing happily with their new daughter and it had broken Aira-ty's heart. Instead of coming home to her family, she'd fled. Maybe that had been a stupid decision, but she'd made it and here they were.
Shaira-na stood up from the bed and looked at Aira-ty with a frown as she examined the red beskar'gam Aira-ty wore.
“I can't believe it.” she murmured as she shook her head. “After all they'd told me...everything they'd said about you...and this is all you are.” she waved her hand. “
Glad You're Here - Chapter One (Rytho) Rythian laid in a hammock that was tied between two trees, reading a book with his reading glasses sitting upon his nose. The sun was low in the sky, but he still had quite a few hours left. He loved nights like this; nights when the sky was clear and the air itself around him appeared to be an orange color. It was a beautiful night; and it was about to get better.
He heard footsteps, and a shape pulled itself up into the hammock. The figure looked at him in alarm and squeaked, "Rythian!"
Rythian jumped and dropped his book in surprise, but didn't fall off. "Seto-?"
Seto glared at him playfully. "My turn." He growled.
Rythian raised one eyebrow. "Who said we were taking turns?"
"And when was that?"
Rythian winced. "I thought we agreed that anything I say when I'm drunk is forfeit."
"Yeah but you weren't drunk, you were just
SWtCW: Broken Home pt. 3Republic space, Republic star destroyer Guardian
“I'm telling you, she didn't seem at all happy to hear about her sister.” Jesp said worriedly.
His brothers all looked at one another before Gallant spoke up.
“Well they hadn't seen one another in so long, maybe she was just shocked?”
Sly shrugged. “That might be it...we don't really know anything about the Commander's past so who can say. There might be some bad blood between them.”
“Why would family have bad blood?” Cube asked, looking around at the others. “Family is family.”
“I can think of a few reasons.” grumbled Hooligan sullenly as he sat on the bench quietly.
Silence fell as they all looked at their squad's gunner worriedly. It hadn't been too long ago that Smile had been killed. The pair had been close. Very close, despite all their arguing and barbs.
“You remember when this war started.” Hooligan continued. “There were nine of us.”
A Tiny Misunderstanding Pirate England x Reader 10
As you walked down the streets next to Antonio you felt everyone's eyes on you. People were whispering as you passed by them and it was making you very uncomfortable. As you glance at the people you feel Antonio take you a hold of your hand.
"Don't worry. People are just blown away by how beautiful you look." Antonio smile causing you to blush slightly. You really weren't use to such complaints. Most of your life you have been treated as one of the guys. Then again this is your first time in a dress like this.
"Where is Francis and everyone else?" You asked in a small voice hoping to change the conversation. It was weird how clothe can effect ones mood.
"They went to go check on why Jack is here. If he is here it means trouble. We should be leaving as soon as we can." The Spaniard said with a serious face. Sighing you wished you could find Arthur. Ever since your run in with Jack you've been feeling uneasy. Something about that guy was oddly familiar but when you tried to th
STC: Bangkok Down: Chapter 4
Open Space, USS Cassini
December 27, 2268
Captain Trent Weller sat behind his desk and studied the crewman standing at attention before him. She was the only Orion in the ship’s complement; and despite what the men on the Cassini might prefer, she was not wearing the popular miniskirt, nylons and calf-high boots version of the female Starfleet uniform. Instead she wore black slacks and low boots in addition to her red tunic with black collar. Her long black hair was twisted into a simple knot at the base of her skull. She wore no makeup apart from a bit of eyeshadow, and didn’t need any.
Standing to the right of the young Orion was Commander Darrin Yates, the Cassini’s first officer; on her left was Lt. Commander Carl Billingsley, the ship’s chief medical officer. Both men wore very grave expressions.
“At ease, crewman,” said Captain Weller. “What’s this all about?”
A World Apart - Ch. 2 - I am Groot*Mitch*
It had only been another boring day at the start. Get up, go to class, go home. The usual routine. But then my friends came over. Preston and Nooch.
The guys are cool enough although they tend to get me into quite a bit of trouble every once in a while. Preston is an odd kid with a phobia of the cold and a love for heat. He always wears a snow hat that looks like lava and has a black creeper face on the front, and he really really sucks at hand to hand combat. Then again, so do I.
Nooch is an apprentice blacksmith with a huge crush on this girl in the town guard named Ashley. She's pretty cool I guess, but she thinks the three of us are the weirdest things on the planet. Anyways, between those guys, Nooch is pretty much the normal one. Except for the fact he sometimes stays up all night at the blacksmith's working on building a full metal suit. He also has quite a few blonde moments, even though he's not even blonde.
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
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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