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BAD END #2

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Thu, 08/08/2013 - 11:20
Thunderbog's picture
Thunderbog

Living in Haven filled with paradise? Come on, enjoy the day while ye can, smell the flowers, ye've earned it like a pit boss would be. Sitting around at the Town Square where ye can look after yer arsenal pitching up with accessories and some more shopping spree while some ill-poored and lazy begging Knights would stay in Haven just to siphon yer belongings within any chance. Look at all yer friends, they're inviting ye to join them together! How fun, full of joy. Ye couldn't resist or hesitate. After all, it was so safe in this town, unlike venturing so deep within in the Clockworks where we are waiting ourselves an escape route from our paradise. That stupid Core. It was guarded by the Spiral Headquarters. They were always been planning to open it but it has taken for years, yet we do not even have a report or updates that they were progressing further regarding the Core. It makes us knights ponder, what took so long to get us out of here? Why is the headquarters not even announcing their progress from the technicians and workers nearby, not even the guardian wants to tell us but only said that they want or will to open it?

Meanwhile,

"It's... them...!"

Has it been so long?

"They survived?"

"Hey! Talk to us!"

Are we really 'that' sure?

"Something is missing here...

An eye that catches everyone's attention upon fear. An eye seeminglessly to be seen beneath the depths of the unknown. An eye that now possesses one of us.

"N-No... impossible!"

"Get a hold of yourself! We need to fight back!"

But do ye? That pure moral of will ye have, unsurprisingly and always will be hesitated. All is that ye could see how they used to be and how they used to serve within the ranks of who we serve. They now were succumbed, and helplessly, ye enter their world, wanting to know the reason, as well as sacrificing yerself the truth for one cause: death. Because of yer curiosity, ye could not help but to find that answer, with no spiritual assistance, even we had that answer within the dream that ye did not believe in. Ye wished to know directly, but ye will never uncover the truth, and will always remain in silent, and kept to one self, forever, and never spilled.

"No!!"

Unremarkably, all the screams made can be heard only at the deepest depth possible, but a pity that even a sane one heard that one faint distress call, it has followed beyond the vicious cycle. It would reach to the top, up in the air, consuming all living matters and objects. Soon, the world itself will know it's danger, and was not ready to face and harness the error of the many kinds, thus the manifestation will occur, and change the future.

Our adventure, came into an end, of doom.

BAD END #1

Thu, 08/08/2013 - 11:39
#1
Generic-Bush's picture
Generic-Bush

Our adventure, came into an end, of doom.

I don't see any bushes in this story, cya.

Thu, 08/08/2013 - 14:47
#2
Arctifice's picture
Arctifice
I'm imagining this being told

I'm imagining this being told while someone's strumming an acoustic guitar and smoking a cigarette.

I like it.

Also, who needs bushes

Fri, 08/09/2013 - 04:35
#3
Hearthstone's picture
Hearthstone

Magnicth the man of many names(including The Magical Bush), and apparently, Generic-Bush :/

Mon, 08/12/2013 - 11:25
#4
Thunderbog's picture
Thunderbog
- unfinished post -

The humilation brought us an undeserving rest of battle that we could not fight against with successfully. I were to think that it is my last. But I dream of the closest things I would wished and dared to dream and accomplish for. I want to stand up again. I could do it. Because I am a knight serving under the Spiral Order. I feel as if I tried continuously, I would get back up again within a magnificent spark of life, and correct my mistakes to make my perfect practice worth it all that I've been trying hard for. I may be unconscious with my aimless hope, but I dare to wish that I must get up and settle this once and for all. I will neither fall easily, nor I will not shame my ranks to the Order, and I musn't make it happen!

I've tried. I did not expect this result. It was all the sudden. I've started to feel myself again, slowly awaken my movements. But things weren't meant to surprise ye with excitement, it was a killjoy, rather, I am worried of my current condition. I was wrapped up in a chair, with handcuffs. I gazed within my limited point of view, I am now in an unknown place, filled with silent and nothingness.

I ponder, and babble, and with my furiousity, I am trying to make a freed of myself. But as I am attempting to, a familiar silhoulette appeared in my sights. He spoken.

"Hail, knight of the Spiral Order."

This can't be right. If it is the Order, why me in a damsel of distress mood?

"We apologize for this action we made, but we are doing our job as ordered."

"What--"

"You will be exceuted without any exceptions, knight. Likewise, we are doing our job as ordered."

W-What is the meaning of this?! I did not wish for a death pact! Why is this happening to me? For the love of the Isora, what have I done wrong?! I only wished but a miracle to save ourselves from being stranded, is that even a guilt?!

"I will now exceute you. Your service for the Order was appreciated. But it has to end here."

I feel faint. I feel disoriented. I feel nothing, no more. All I could hear right now is the stab on my heart. All I could see was the bright spotlight shining upon me. And now... I can hear a muffled sinister laughter in distance.

But why...? Who would do this to me...? What was the sinister laughter I've heard...? It wasn't sounded like our race......

......

In the end, a number of knights had suffered the same fate as I do. The dark dealing of this prepostorous action kept going, never stopped. It was horrifying. To think that our Order had fallen into somebody else's hands so easily, I gave up living on this world.

My mission to serve under the ranks of who I serve, ended traumatically.

BAD END #2

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Since the oh-so-bushies wanted attention, I am going to rub a lot of lifespan issues everywhere on ye, later.

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