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Red scout

Three...Two...One!

The announcer counts down in her raspy voice and everyone gets ready for war. Gathering up all of their weapons and already shouting orders, you can see the excitement in your comrade's eyes as the rusty gates begin moving, allowing access to the battlefield. The Soldier next to you lets out a loud war cry before running out with the others. You follow quickly behind the insane man, the Pyro and Medic running beside you. The briefcase! You hear it shouted continuously as your group heads towards the opposing team's building. Ah yes. The briefcase. The very thing that people would throw their lives away to obtain. You've never seen it before but the Soldier says something about it holding important information that they must get. Instead of wasting time questioning it, you pay more attention on what's going on. Screams, shouts, explosions, and gunfire sing together in the warzone, creating perfect music for such a place.

Adrenaline is already pumping through your veins and you haven't even fired a round at anyone yet. That is, until, you spot a splash of red. You see a Demoman from the other team, setting up bombs near your Heavy weapon's guy. In position. The Sniper calls out through the headset. So many things are going on at once, but you stay alert and keep your concentration up. Firing your first and second shot at the Demoman, you take him down before he has the chance to take down one of your comrades. The building is finally in sight and you proceed onward, hearing news that your engineer is down. You mumble a soft prayer and move on. There's no time to grief over the loss of a friend. That would have to come later after you have the briefcase safe inside your base.

Ahead! The Soldier shouts, pointing at a building. It looks like an old warehouse with just about everything broken. The doors are missing, the windows are shattered, and a couple holes are seen in the roof as well as the walls. What a dump. But it's what the other team calls their home and base. You rush inside with the others, your footsteps filling the empty halls along with various gunshots. Man down! At the alert, you glance outside for a second to see your Heavy is down. A horrified look on his face, he falls forward with a knife sticking out of his back. A Spy. Shaking your head, your attention moves forward once more, just in time to make you stop as an explosion erupts ahead. You fall back from the force but quickly make yourself get up, finding pieces of the Soldier's body scattered.

Don't worry! I know the way. The Medic says, brushing passed you and moving on as if he didn't even care. The Pyro disappeared some time ago, leaving you alone with the crazed doctor. The two of you remain in silence as he leads you down one hallway after another. Eventually, you see the Intel Room. Behind those doors would be the briefcase. You pictured what it would look like in your head. Enclosed in a safe, you figured it would be difficult to obtain. A briefcase was probably just figurative talk. The Medic continues running and you continue falling, only faltering when you hear a gunshot. The Medic trips forward, glasses fallen off and his eyes wide in shock. There is a hole in the side of his head with blood rushing out. A sniper. You mumble. The briefcase. You have to get to it. Stepping over the Medic you proceed forward and reach the door. You're surprised that it's unlocked but even more surprised to see that the briefcase...is really a briefcase. Sitting on a table, defenseless, is a red briefcase. You hesitate but walk forward, picking it up with ease.

That was it?
That was it.

Turning around, you feel the adrenaline rushing through your body even more and begin running. Now all you had to do was make it back to your base. After a few hallways, the goal seems closer but a loud crack noise catches your attention as something whizzes passed your ear, only a centimeter or so from hitting you. A gasp leaves your lips and your heart skips. An enemy? You look back and see a scout dressed in red. C'mon, let's go big stuff! He calls out before raising up his bat and running towards you. You take no time in darting out of there. The last thing you need is the fastest member from the opposing team coming after you. What now? You don't get much time to think as the scout's footsteps get louder and louder as he gets closer and closer. You see the base and try to speed up but your legs are moving as fast as they can.

Bonk! You hear the childish word leave the scout as he cracks you upside the head with his bat. He watches your body fall limp against the ground, blood pouring out of the newly made crack and the briefcase fallen out of your grasp. He laughs and hits you hard in the skull again, making sure you were dead. Game Over. He says, a bit mockingly, as he picks up the briefcase and begins walking away. Damn! I lost my ball again.

Remember, I'm the fastest thing out here! - The Red Scout

Expressionist
Although swirls are difficult to master.
I doubt I could capture your true beauty.
Your swirling hair pulls my eyes in like a whirlpool.
You are a truly a masterpiece.
But alas, what is a masterpiece without color?

http://expressionistanon.deviantart.com/#/d55uwwk
~Expressionist

Heartless Romantic

It was cold. Even though it was the middle of summer, and the beach was full of half-naked people, the weather had taken an almost instantaneous, dramatic change. Shivering, you look around to see you're the only one that seems to have noticed this. As you search for the cause of this phenomenon, your gaze happens to fall on a remarkable girl. Unbelievably, she seems to be gliding amongst the crowds, taking care not to touch anyone with her green wings. They're not beating, but seem to be floating with her. Her green dress is flat against her body, as if there is a wind that only envelops her, and her hair was blowing gently around her face. On her face was a depressing expression. For one so beautiful, she was strangely sad. One of her hands was clutched to the place her heart used to be, and the other was hanging limply by her side, gripping a box by the ribbon on top of it. You frown. What could possibly have happened to make her this way? As you go to take a step in her direction, she suddenly looks straight at you in shock. Her lips move softly, and even though she is so far away, you seem to hear her perfectly. &��You... You can see me...&�� You have no idea of knowing it has been a very long time since this has happened to her, and so don't know how to react. 'Of course I can see you', you think, 'you're right there.' She moves closer to you without moving her feet, then suddenly stops with a smile. Biting her lip, she giggles for the first time in almost a century and closes her eyes. As she does so she drops the box in her hand, and your eyes follow it to the ground. When you look back up, she has disappeared seemingly into thin air. Concerned, you pick up the box and realise in actual fact it is a gift. For a few minutes all you do is look for her, but after realising you aren't likely to find her you instead look at the gift in your hand and decide to open it. After doing so you notice a name tag.

Thank you, kind stranger. You don't realise what your noticing me has done. I can be happy again, for a time, and for that I must be forever in your debt.
-Heartless Romantic

Avatar anon






Winter’s Frozen Thorn

Walking alone is something you were warned not to do, but as you go home from an unwinding walk you get the odd feeling your being watched and worse followed. Trying to avoid panic you quicken your pace only to feel the entity behind you quicken like wise. This goes on for several feet till your practically running, the being right behind you. Anger and fear creep into your heart as you turn round. Dark mist is all thats behind you, mist and shadows. You sigh a slight bit of relief to your self and inform yourself that every-things fine, that you were only being paranoid. That is till you see a figure clad in black come from the dark. It takes a moment for you to notice him but as he gets closer the red on his jacket stands out more, black hair swaying just over his red eyes that remind you of fires coles. It takes even long for you to see the long sword in his hand. Fear creeps into the pits of your heart as you look at the handsome man with dark horns creeping out of the shadows. One foot, then the other, you slowly start to back up before you trip. The man only smirks and goes to you hand out stretched. &��I recommend you run... now&��
~ WintersFrozenThorn

Dr. Eggman


This is a public service announcement to the citizens of Gaia:

I, The Great Doctor Eggman, have chosen this field of athletic prowess to show to you the great power of the robots of Aekea! If you are wise, you will join us in our inevitable victory! For once we win, my robots will be powerful enough to take over Aekea, then soon all of Gaia! Heed this warning, people of Gaia, for it will be your last...


Ohohohohoho~!

This has been a public service announcement of the Eggman Empire. Ignore the self-destruction, and have a nice day~

Mistletoe

After falling asleep on you, youre not to sure what to do. So you just give in and let it be until morning. You yourself fall asleep at some point in the night, only to wake up with your lap now free. A note is left over:

Im sorry, I was just so tired...I wont do it again...

Mistletoe

Arron the Lythcol Mechanic
As you compete in the Olympics, you hear the sound of a small yelp followed by a ''thud''. Looking over, you see a tall young man with goggles nestled in his hair sprawled out on his stomach not far away from where you are standing. You walk over as he sits up rubbing his head. ''Stars... That hurt... '' He says. You ask what happened & he looks up at you with his ethereal teal eyes. A blush appears across his cheeks & he mumbles, ''T-Took a b-ball to th-the head... '' Something wizzes by & you are suddenly pulled to the ground by the young man. ''I-I am sorry... I-I didn't want y-you to get hurt t-too... '' He stands helping you up when the sound of a whistle catches your attention. You are about to say your thanks only to see that the young man is gone, but in his place is a neatly wrapped gift covered in a crystalline dust. Its tag reads, ''I may not be able to fix my own heart, but I will fix yours.''

~Arron the Lythcol Mechanic

The painted lady


The Gentleman Rabbit

: As you&��re sitting in the stands cheering for your team, you feel something bump your leg. You look down in time to see a small white rabbit eating the popcorn you sat on the ground. You quickly grab the popcorn and the rabbit scurries off to the stairs and looks back at you. You get up and place the popcorn in your seat and begin to move toward the rabbit. The closer you get, it dashes off and you quickly make your way to the stairs and chase after it. You follow the rabbit all the way to the park before you finally lose it. You look around for it when you see a man sitting against a tree with a small box on his lap. You make your way closer to him when you notice that he seems to be asleep. You look around to notice that no one else is here but the two of you. You make your way closer to him when you stop and notice two big white ears coming out from the top of his hat. You tumble back and land on your butt with a yelp. His eyelids slowly open and he looks around with a dazed look on his face when he spots you next to him. Oh, hello there. Seems I&��ve fallen asleep waiting for the next round to start. He yawns as he stretches his arms up, making a small moaning sound. I don&��t suppose you could tell me the time? You look at your watch and tell him and his eyes grow wide. WHAT!? So then&�&the next round has already started? His ears lower around his face and he lets out a groan.I was supposed to be out there handing out waters to everyone He gets up and helps you to your feet. I&��m terribly sorry, but, I must get over there before they get worried. Here have this. I&��m sure you must be thirsty from what you&��re doing for the Olympics. He hands you the small box before running off in the direction of the Olympics. As you watch him run off, you feel something bump into your foot. You look in time to see the small white rabbit run past you, following him.
- The Gentleman Rabbit

The Blue Spirit


Through the paint splatters emerges a strange figure, masked and wearing nearly full black. He`s not wielding a paintball gun, either; instead, he holds broadswords in both his hands. He weaves his way through as though one of the Paint Splat players at first, stopping along the way to-- grab something? The swords are now arranged behind his back and he has your January Birthstone Anklets in his hands. He dashes for it only to be struck down by multiple of the players who probably think he`s trying to run away from the attack. No one pays attention to who he really is but you. You move in closer-- and you begin to unmask the stranger. . .


-The Blue Spirit
(Uhh, unmasking on Saturday sometime. xD I still need to make up an ending. And sorry, I can`t find a suitable mask.)

Asterael
You were seated on the Sky Drop rocket as it carries you up to the starting altitude when a Kitten Star suddenly hits you off. You fall back to the Earth and the last thing you remember was sudden intense pain before everything goes black. After what feels like an eternity of darkness, you hear a girls voice calling for you to return to the living. You feel a sharp pain and your eyes suddenly fly open to see a pair of sky blue eyes staring at you. With a startled squeak, the girl scrambles up to her feet and runs off. You try to call for her to come back, but your voice refuses to work for several minutes and by the time it does the girl is long gone. Frowning, you move to stand up and see a box next to you with a note tucked under the ribbon:

Please be more careful, I won't be able to bring you back a second time...

-Asterael
Lonely Lion Anon
A lion doesn't travel much, but for you I'd cross the world
For all my years I've never seen such a lovely girl
Your background is intriguing, some of England and Japan
I'm neither I regret to say, but I'd love to be your man ~ <3