[area] Homestead village, Starter planet
Jan 6, 2015 0:52:41 GMT -8
Post by SJmun on Jan 6, 2015 0:52:41 GMT -8
A tall boy with horns on his head wearing a trenchcoat flew off towards the horizon. The pink prairies rolled along far and wide as far as the eye could see. He had an appointment with somebody. He would soon begin his training to become a farmer.
The beginning of a new life with the start of a new year.
A chilly breeze guided the boy onward.
The sky was clear, crisp, and blue. The all-too familiar red scar that stretched across it had become a familiarity at this point. Strangely though, it had begun pulsating today. With every movement it made, the boy's horns vibrated. He could feel the fabric of spacetime shuddering from the rift.
Suddenly, a blade struck straight through the rift. A resounding tone, followed by an agonizing noise of pain rippled forth. The boy, feeling the pain that was inflicted upon the fabric, lost consciousness and fell from the sky.
"Hey! *thipthihp* are you okay there, bub? *thip*"
The boy opened his eyes. A green iguana wearing a straw hat had a piece of grass hanging out of its mouth. It looked down at him in a concerned manner as the light of the sun flooded the sky.
"...where the fuck αm I?"
"this here be Homestead village!*thip*"
"Homesteαd... who the fuck nαmes α villαge thαt..." The boy sat up and took a look around.
He appeared to have landed in some hick consort town in the middle of nowhere... and somehow survived the fall. Wouldn't be the first time he's pulled a stunt like that, embarrassingly enough.
The beginning of a new life with the start of a new year.
A chilly breeze guided the boy onward.
The sky was clear, crisp, and blue. The all-too familiar red scar that stretched across it had become a familiarity at this point. Strangely though, it had begun pulsating today. With every movement it made, the boy's horns vibrated. He could feel the fabric of spacetime shuddering from the rift.
Suddenly, a blade struck straight through the rift. A resounding tone, followed by an agonizing noise of pain rippled forth. The boy, feeling the pain that was inflicted upon the fabric, lost consciousness and fell from the sky.
"Hey! *thipthihp* are you okay there, bub? *thip*"
The boy opened his eyes. A green iguana wearing a straw hat had a piece of grass hanging out of its mouth. It looked down at him in a concerned manner as the light of the sun flooded the sky.
"...where the fuck αm I?"
"this here be Homestead village!*thip*"
"Homesteαd... who the fuck nαmes α villαge thαt..." The boy sat up and took a look around.
He appeared to have landed in some hick consort town in the middle of nowhere... and somehow survived the fall. Wouldn't be the first time he's pulled a stunt like that, embarrassingly enough.
