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I honestly don't know what to say beyond that my writing style isn't for everyone. This was my first foray into first person writing, but in regards to it being "profound" every sentence I don't see it that way. it's just flowery prose. If I made it any less descriptive than how I have it...
To be honest, right now I don't blame you. As I said, the Dying Light elements are something that trickles in slowly haha. A big reason for that is because Leon has no idea about those elements just yet.
The sounds of a typical drum machine beat and Usher's smooth, dulcet tenor vocals were far too loud for an overcast Thursday morning. Alyssa Ashcroft slammed her hand on the black plastic alarm clock radio to silence it and groaned as she felt her body want to melt and merge with her mattress...
Chapter 44: Edge of Retribution
At the time, Norman was not aware that the voice on the other end of the phone belonged to that of the Jackal. It was September 8th, only two days after the visit from what Norman had presumed to be one of the Inner Demons. It hadn't been his first time...
Sorry for not replying sooner but I had something like that in mind. You'll see what I mean once Ben gets the Omnitrix. I think I've got enough stuff for it to be faithful to the classic while being appropriate for the Invincible verse.
When looking at this Omnitrix compared to the OG series which was viewed more as a prototype, this Omnitrix is a lot more capable than its predecessor. So, while it hasn't been shown there's going to be a camouflage mode for it, dialless/non-verbal activation, among other things. This Omnitrix...
You know, that is actually something I've been debating on hard. There is one idea that I keep coming back to, but it'd be one of those situations far down the road. Reanimo. If you get my drift there.
For the Tennysons, the rest of the evening consisted of them sitting by the campfire and roasting marshmallows. Max told them stories from his youth, such as how he had first met their grandmother, Verdona. Notably, Gwen's face had softened during this part of the night. Ben had noticed it from...
A Couple Hours Earlier: 7PM.
Norman smirked softly, the kind that never quite reached his eyes anymore.
"I didn't say we were canceling the night," he replied, already reaching for his coat. "Just… pausing it."
Harry tugged his jacket on anyway, stubborn as ever.
"You say that every time."...
It's easy to forget that a location renowned for death and destruction could have been so full of life at one point. When I thought of Raccoon City, the first thing that ever came to mind was the post-apocalyptic chaos. Empty cars lining the streets, overturned and on fire. Lifeless bodies...
Chapter 4: The Conqueror
Slipping through the ever-expanding, dark void of space was the ship controlled by Vilgax the Conqueror. The ship was extremely quiet by this time, as he sat alone on the command dais, one massive arm resting against the edge of the console. Holographic images hovered...