His body lay battered and broken on the dank cobblestone sewer floor; and all he could think about was how badly he wanted to vomit. The odor of sulfur , toxic waste and zombie vomit created a plethora of gag reflexes.
Dazed and confused he layed there smoke rising from his body wondering why....
Why did the homeless come into this god forsaken place? More importantly why had he come? Drifting in and out of concousness he began to remember..
It was'nt the sight of the old man entering that had caused him to follow, it was the small girl with sandy blonde curls. 10-12 Years old, just like his sarah, his sister.
The family had gone to Skyway city via the monorail on Saturday to spend some quality time with one another for a change. His Father worked all the time and his mother, she was well, always busy at odd times. She never really talked about what she did.
Sarah and Charles were both fairly excited to have the family together and skipped down the ramp together hand in hand singing merrily. The family talked and laughed together for hours enjoying one anothers company.
Then the men came. Dressed in white wearing skeletal masks. They had knocked daddy down. Mothers eyes flashed crimson and she rose into the air . Sarah and I had ran it had become so hot , and the screams from behind us only further intensified our need to run away. We ran into a parking lot and hid behind the large green dumpster. We were huddled together sobbing when a large hand reached from above and grabbed Sarah, I screamed and ran away . Sarah kept screaming Charles, Charlie!! Dont leave me..help me..
NO!!!!! the ashen body trembeled on the floor rising into the air encased in flames...not this time im not afraid anymore sarah, im coming. The things turned immediately upon me. It did not matter, the fire storm rained down in a sulfurous frenzy of judgement upon them. Balls of fire, flew from my hands, sparks, blasts one by one they fell.
And then so did I....I knelt.. spent on the floor the smell of chared flesh thick around me ...and then Sarah Approached me, thank you mister....your welcome sarah. Sarah? My name is Molly....she smiled and kissed my cheek...stay out of the sewers Molly. Ok mister! She skipped out . Im coming Sarah, I will find you...im not afraid anymore.
The Phoenix
(My first attempt at creative writing, be gentle)
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bah typo heaven
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Great Opening story line to your char. Looking Foward to seeing you write more about your adventures Through the game.
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Thanks, it's a rough attempt but a start none the less I suppose.
His body lay battered and broken on the dank cobblestone sewer floor; and all he could think about was how badly he wanted to vomit. The odor of sulfur , toxic waste and zombie vomit created a plethora of gag reflexes.
Dazed and confused he layed there smoke rising from his body wondering why....
Why did the homeless come into this god forsaken place? More importantly why had he come? Drifting in and out of concousness he began to remember..
It was'nt the sight of the old man entering that had caused him to follow, it was the small girl with sandy blonde curls. 10-12 Years old, just like his sarah, his sister.
The family had gone to Skyway city via the monorail on Saturday to spend some quality time with one another for a change. His Father worked all the time and his mother, she was well, always busy at odd times. She never really talked about what she did.
Sarah and Charles were both fairly excited to have the family together and skipped down the ramp together hand in hand singing merrily. The family talked and laughed together for hours enjoying one anothers company.
Then the men came. Dressed in white wearing skeletal masks. They had knocked daddy down. Mothers eyes flashed crimson and she rose into the air . Sarah and I had ran it had become so hot , and the screams from behind us only further intensified our need to run away. We ran into a parking lot and hid behind the large green dumpster. We were huddled together sobbing when a large hand reached from above and grabbed Sarah, I screamed and ran away . Sarah kept screaming Charles, Charlie!! Dont leave me..help me..
NO!!!!! the ashen body trembeled on the floor rising into the air encased in flames...not this time im not afraid anymore sarah, im coming. The things turned immediately upon me. It did not matter, the fire storm rained down in a sulfurous frenzy of judgement upon them. Balls of fire, flew from my hands, sparks, blasts one by one they fell.
And then so did I....I knelt.. spent on the floor the smell of chared flesh thick around me ...and then Sarah Approached me, thank you mister....your welcome sarah. Sarah? My name is Molly....she smiled and kissed my cheek...stay out of the sewers Molly. Ok mister! She skipped out . Im coming Sarah, I will find you...im not afraid anymore.
The Phoenix
(My first attempt at creative writing, be gentle)