|I know it's a bunch but I just chose a random number! So this is my personal way of... bettering everything haha.|
Kidnapped By the Army?Kidnapped By the Army?Kidnapped By the Army? by ~missshadowwings
It was a nice summer day, not too warm or too cold. It was sunny and the birds were chirping. A scooter carrying one guy made its way down the dirt road, a soft humming coming from it. The male parked in front of a house and got up, not bothering to turn it off. He wore his mail carrier outfit and his blond hair was spiked up on the top along with a ponytail in the back. He walked up into the yard, seeing his friend swinging and slashing his sword around. He smiled, waving his hand. “Hey Yao! How’s your training going?”
The dark haired Asian slashed his sword before pausing and looking toward the voice. He chuckled and smiled wide. “Oh, hey Tony!” He went over to his mailbox, where Tony was standing. “You just wait! I’ll surpass my old man in no time!”
“Heh heh. You’ve got drive, I’ll give you that.” He leaned against the mailbox before reaching into his bag and pulling out an item. “He
Working For the Church?!Working For the Church?!Working For the Church?! by ~missshadowwings
It was a relatively calm day. No warfare or major things going on; Just the normal day to day kind of things. Walking through the forest was a group of five girls, all dressed in church songstress outfits. They walked down a trail before meeting with a group of six from a nearby village. After receiving and trading the promised goods, the two groups said their ‘thank you’s and ‘welcome’s before heading off in separate directions. The girls got back to the bridge they crossed early and started making their way across. They happily chatted, laughing and giggling amongst themselves. As they got almost to the middle, an unusually large bird flies quickly under it, causing it to sway and the five girls to shriek in fear.
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The bird flew off near a forest. In its mouth was a string that had three bombs attached.
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Not too far, but still quite far away from the forest was a teenage boy named Lars. He was going down the side of a mountai