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Sonic X - Chaos Control: Chapter 1. Chapter 1 - From Mobius To Earth.Sonic X - Chaos Control: Chapter 1. by ~Kaori-Warbird
It was a beautiful summer day on Mobius; the sky was a deep blue and small puffs of cloud floated lazily along, pushed by a slight breeze which did little more than ruffle the grass and cause the leaves on the trees to shake slightly. A small rabbit wandered into a nearby meadow, picking flowers as she went. She was young; only about six years of age, and with appealing brown eyes. The little girl was unaccompanied save for a small blue chao which was her friend, companion and champion in one. The rabbit's name was Cream, and her chao was named Cheese. She wore an orange dress and shoes that matched, though
Arbeit Macht Frei The grey sky closes over my headArbeit Macht Frei by ~Kaori-Warbird
I walk under the sign, my head bowed
Hope has died, there is no escape
Not from Auschwitz, where no birds sing.
Huddled in a mass of living misery
To look up is to invite a blow from a whip
How could it have come to this? Have we been forgotten?
Left to die in Auschwitz, where no birds sing.
I am nothing, I am less than human
I cannot think, my thoughts will drive me mad
Breathing in the stench of bodies burning
Trapped in Auschwitz, where no birds sing.
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Well written and executed as per usual but I'm just wandering why you didnt use as much of the olde English accent & street slang of the 1800's this time, anyway I loved it!
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The most beautiful rose is cultivated in the blood of those that fall before me.
A soul needs a purpose to live... and so I concluded that my purpose was to kill everyone besides myself. I felt alive...
I'm liking the character development as well :3
The fate of the killer will be revealed, but maybe he won't be named. I haven't decided yet.
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The most beautiful rose is cultivated in the blood of those that fall before me.
A soul needs a purpose to live... and so I concluded that my purpose was to kill everyone besides myself. I felt alive...
And you reveal an identity for the killer? We didn't do that in the rp
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"...the reason for Christmas, I now realize, is an excuse to tolerate snow!" ~Trans-Siberian Orchestra, 'What is Christmas?'