My first character and still my main, hawkblaze has a story to tell, and because the the space ingame isnt big enough i decided to post the full story on the forums for all to enjoy. this is written partly in firstperson, and as a recount so please bear with it as unreadable as it might be
a few notes, hawks name is John, His band are currently on a world tour
Hawk
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It was midday as the sunlight gleamed through the tourbus window, the light hit me in the face like a brick wall as i stepped out into the lounge area of the bus. It was one of those 'morning after the night before' days and i faced the grim prospect of another gig tonight, after coming round from the intial stun from the sunlight and general aches and crakes of just waking up i was greeted by Dave our bassist who seemed to be the only other person who had surfaced, "Best go wake the others, we've got soundcheck at 2" he mumbled, the night before we had partied particularly hard as it was the drummers wedding anniversary. "sure, ill go wake tom up, i think ill give sam a bit longer dont think he'll be feeling all to happy this morning" Tom was our lead singer, "no need John", i swerved around an saw the gigantic man that was tom stood behind me, now tom was a huge guy at least 6' 7'' in height and with muscles like a european bodybuilder. "yeah i think we should give sam some extra time, but in the meantime how about a quick game of halo", both me and dave groaned, tom also happened to have become addicted to the buses xbox, we both made various and particularly weak excuses, mine was "no need you know ill beat you" when in truth i am a terrible gamer, my hands are too large for the controllers.
Because it was midday and the bus hadnt been cleaned after the night before i had to wade through takeout on my way to the food area, i think i got some chinese on my foot but not to worry, finally at around 1 oclock sam surfaced and we decided to head to the vans to get our instruments to get them tuned etc. We slowly filed out of the bus and across the carpark to the vans, i grabbed my guitar and ran for the practice room we had set uo, which was a small space in the back of one of the vans, you couldnt stay out in that heat for long it was at least 104 degrees and rising. That night we were set to play a new years gig under the statue in atlas park, along with other bands, we had only pulled into the carpark at 1 this morning, i dont think the organisers were happy.
During the soundcheck we teared through our set list and everyone looked thoroughly impressed, it had previously been decided that this being the last night of our tour we would spend the extra money on a special guitar that shot flames from the headstock, but we could only afford one so that had to be saved for tonight. for the rest of the day we decided to hang around with the rest of the bands, where we heard that tonight statesman and the freedom phalanx were supposed to be coming to give a special new years message. all my life had been obsessed with superheroes, little did i know that soon i was to become one.
It finally came to 20 minutes, before we were to go one, and sure as hell the freedom phalanx appeared to give their message, statesman talked about us all fulfilling our destiny and living life to the full, after this statesman introduced us to the stage, "ladies and gentlemen, heroes and heroines, may i present the illuminated", we walked onto the stage with the crowd cheering, there is no feeling in the world quite like that we teared through our set, and then it came to that one fateful moment, i flicked the switch to start the ignition i saw a spark in the headstock, all of a sudden i heard a voice from the crowd yelling "dont do it john"....... too late, i stood on the gas pedal and all of a sudden my guitar began to vibrate violently, and then in an instant i was in darkness, i lay on my back trying to de fragment my memories, what had happened to the others? what had happened in general?
It wasnt until my doctor arrived that he informed me that my guitar had exploded, and i was lucky to be alive, i had lost my eyesight in the accident, a few months passed and when i went back for a routine check-up i heard something bubbling violently, then a smash, i felt an intense heat where my eyes used to be and then the chill, i could see again, although not what many people would call sight, i saw in infra-red now i had boiled a glass of water to such a temperature that it had exploded and the glass had hit me in the eyes, i guessed it was the glass acting like lenses allowing me to see, i ran out of the hospital and as far away as i could from anyone, i was partly in awe of what i had done and partly distgusted, i decided to return to where that fateful incident had happened, Atlas Park plaza.
To Be Continued...........
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i will more than likely be posting the rest of this after i return from spain, please leave any constructive criticisms and the likes
thanks for reading
we should be able to get this up and running with a few others soon enough))
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