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| Cloud |
Posted: Feb 28 2004, 10:51 PM
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![]() Stephen King Jr. in the making Group: Members Posts: 202 Member No.: 18 Joined: 2-January 04 |
DARK ALLEY
Spike wheeled around just as a barage of bullets came towards him. He whips out his handgun and starts firing. he takes out his Com-device and hits speed dial. faye picks up. Spike:Faye! Get your round ass down here! I can't hold them on my own.. Faye:[wave=2,2]staticlike[/wave]Fine. Jeeze. Spike throws his Com-device down. He runs and hides behind a barrel. The smell of gunsmoke was thick. The street looked like clouds were on the streets. You could hear the faint sound of a jet engine. Spike looked up in the sky and saw Faye's jet. He shakes his head. Spike: Faye...always the showstopper. He jumps out from behind the barrels and takes aim quickly. He shoots two of the containment OPS in the head. They fall to the ground. Blood stains Spike's shoes. Faye finally starts to help. She held down the machinegun on her jet so hard, Spike thought her hands were paralyzed. Seven more of the OPS came out of the building. Faye:Spike! Spike you there? Spike picks up his Com-device. Spike: Yea. I'm still here. Faye: Do you want me to take out the A12 building? Spike:NO! Don't! If that explodes, we all die. We need to get a sample and get it back to Jet so he can find an antidote. Faye:Ok? We do I care? Spike manages to finish off the rest of them. He waves Faye down and hops on her jet. They slowly get closer to the building. Spike jumps down and and grabs the only vile left on the table. The ship starts to rise and the building starts glowing pink. Spike:What the hell? Faye, get us outta here!!! The jet rises faster. The building starts to smoke. COMMAND SHIP: THE BEBOP Jet is looking at the vile. He startes to scream and his eyes flash pink. Spike:Jet? TO BE CONTINUED |
| Seifer |
Posted: Feb 28 2004, 11:38 PM
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I really enjoyed that cant wait for chapter 2
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| Cloud |
Posted: Feb 28 2004, 11:52 PM
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![]() Stephen King Jr. in the making Group: Members Posts: 202 Member No.: 18 Joined: 2-January 04 |
Anyone have any suggestions for symptoms Jet could have?
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| Jienmien |
Posted: Feb 29 2004, 12:39 AM
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![]() Star fox?? Brontaursas?? Pleasure?? Group: Members Posts: 354 Member No.: 23 Joined: 7-January 04 |
He could have extra nipples
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| Seifer |
Posted: Feb 29 2004, 12:43 AM
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Ok stop this before it turns into a spam related topic
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| Cloud |
Posted: Mar 1 2004, 03:54 AM
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![]() Stephen King Jr. in the making Group: Members Posts: 202 Member No.: 18 Joined: 2-January 04 |
PART TWO
THE BEBOP After laying Jet down, Spike fell asleep with Faye next to him.... The snow was so pretty, falling on the streets of Mars like that. Wait....there was something wrong here. You could smel self-hatred and death like it was perfume. The snow slowly started to turn blacker and blacker. It engulfs the whole city. I see a man. He is stacking boxes? Yes. He is. He stops after stacking a few more. He sits down next to the twenty that were left. He takes out a smoke and a lighter. he looks extremly depressed. he slowly lights the smoke. He takes in it's sweet aroma. he puffs like this is his first...too bad it will be his last. He takes the cigarette and puts it out on his hand. It burnt like hell but it didn't hurt. And even if it did, he wouldn't care. His head lolled and he looked up into the sky. He started to scream small, almost muffled, screams. He took out his gun which he had been saving for a while. He loaded one, and only one, bullet. The gun was brand new and it ate the bullet greedly. His eyes flashed pink. He slowly switched the saftey to off. He put the gun up to his head. Black. Darkness. maybe nothing to an adult, but it was everything to a child. You could see the pure, white snow again. But it all went black. Just as the first time. You could smell the blood and horror again. It was all the same. It went back to the streets. The snow falling took the shape of bodies. The bodies then started to bleed, all through the heads. And in their hands.....guns. Spike then woke up, trembling, shaking, and sweating. He had never had a real nightmare before. He went into the kitchen to gt some milk. That always calmed him down as a child. It might help him tonight. Please Venus, help him tonight. Ein walked in and looked at him with bewilderment. Spike heard the distant sound of a lighter. He looked puzzled. Who was it? He went into Jet's room. He say Jet, standing, smoking. With a gun to his head, his eyes pink. He looked depressed. |
| Seifer |
Posted: Mar 1 2004, 05:08 PM
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Not bad a few spelling mistakes and what not but you can edit those with the edit button.
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| Cloud |
Posted: Mar 1 2004, 11:35 PM
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![]() Stephen King Jr. in the making Group: Members Posts: 202 Member No.: 18 Joined: 2-January 04 |
I'll fix that
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| Jienmien |
Posted: Mar 2 2004, 12:40 AM
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![]() Star fox?? Brontaursas?? Pleasure?? Group: Members Posts: 354 Member No.: 23 Joined: 7-January 04 |
does that spelling thing really matter
anyways pretty good story bootyshake bootyshake |
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