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  • Birthday 07/26/1991

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  1. Ranakin

    Make me disappear Shadow.

    I used to be here quite a bit in the old days and I was hoping I could get my writing skills better. So enjoy and please tell me what you think of it. Make me disappear Shadow The bright orange burnt sun gently reached through the small cracks in the curtains as the staggering eye of the owner slowly opens his eye lid after letting a soft groan out. It wasn’t from a night of heavy drinking or drugging himself, no, he had being surviving on five hours of sleep which he wasn’t used to. Naturally, he would sleep twice as long but, recently, his work has forced him to sleep shorter hours. His work, he sighed deeply as he somehow rose from his bed before noticing the alarm clock read: 8:01. The merciful smell of a backpackers hostel crept through the room where he was sharing a room with another man, whom was sleeping on a separate bed on the other side of the room. Not something he would commonly use, however, due to his recent activities that forced him to live in the city longer than he planned, the hostel was a perfect place. He could sleep at a cheap price and if it was already booked out before he made another booking, there were other hostels he could use. While he staggered into one of the bathrooms to dress himself in clothes easy to run and disappear in, he went over in his mind what he was doing. A client had arranged for him to meet in a popular cafe about three blocks from where he slept that night and from what he gathered, his client wanted to disappear from his ex-wife who would be now classed as a stalker. He rarely got involved with politics and never asked anything about the personal life of his clients. Nevertheless, as he finished buttoning his jacket and buckling his belt around his cargo trousers, he looked over at his equipment he was taking. A start of the art laptop with advance software suitable for his current job and a small device he often used for picking up mobile devices to tap in on conversations. It also worked well with tapping into the police force radio frequency channels. From time to time he got into trouble with the police when it comes to dealing with mafia people who simply wanted to disappear from society and live the rest of their days out in peace. It was time to leave. 8:42 was the time that read on his old fashion watch on his left wrist. He never fancied the digital watches that were common in his city. When he arrived at the cafe, he looked at his watch again and noticed it was a minute later. He silently cursed under his breath but not enough to be heard by anyone as he watches the steady stream of people walking early on a Friday morning. He had avoided using a car since much of the traffic was heavy around that time and if he needed to make an escape, he wanted to be gone in a blink of an eye with his athletic skills. 8:48 was the time on his clock just before his coffee arrived at the small table he used inside the cafe rather than outside. He didn’t have to wait long either for his client as a nervous man entered the cafe and noticed him sitting to one side. The client must’ve decided to have breakfast out because it took longer than usual to order coffee, tea or juice. When he did leave the counter, he came over to where the other person was sitting and sat opposite of him. The client was the first to break the silence. The client had a small stomach hanging out, perhaps just over the overweight line, with a thinning of his hair hinting towards the client going bold, his right hand, ring finger, had the marks of used to be a wedding ring of some kind but it had started to fade which hinted it was just over a months old, though, he could’ve being using the ring to make him appear married to put other people off, and he was dressed similar to a businessman. Maybe he represented a corporation or simply worked at one. That last bit of information was critical since it helped him identifying and tracking his client. “So...are you the person I’m meant to meet?” the client asked him as he sipped a bit of his coffee before looking up. The man looked again at the ring finger and as he looked closely a second time, he noticed markings where the ring would be. Then it have to have being a ring just to add character to him and not a wedding ring. “That’s correct,” the man responded as he put his coffee down on the table. “You want to disappear?” He then turned his attention fully to his client and ignored everything else while keeping an eye on the background around them. “Righto,” the client responded. The man had thought adults into their late 30’s, early 40’s had given up on their youthful slang words. At least he could understand him perfectly. “I’m devoiced, you see... but my ex-wife is treating it like everything is my fault and is pushing me over,” “I’m not a psychologist, nor I’m a counsellor,” the man responded as he eyed off a pair of police officers just entering the cafe. “You realise what needs to be done to make you vanish?” the man asked him. His client nodded nervously assuming he knew what was going to happen. “I can make it happen for you but you haven’t made it easy for me,” “Wha...what do you mean?” his client responded nervously wondering if he made a huge mistake. The man pulled out his laptop bag and pulled out a pile of papers. They landed on the table with a small thud before they were sorted out into piles possibly passed 150 pages. The client had five different credit cards from five different banks, he also had two mobile smart phones that were on two different contracts with different phone companies hinting towards one was for work, and the other more personal. On all of them, was the clients name, address and contact details. That didn’t include the critical details the man had acquired. He then produced a map of all his recent visits to various stores, along with times and dates in the past month. “That’s how easy it is to track you,” the man responded still watching the two police officers. His client was amazed at what just happened in front of him. “I...I...what do I do now?” he asked nervously as the man took back all his papers into his bag and then hid the bag next to him. However, he opened the front part of the bag and pulled out a mobile phone that wasn’t classed as a smart phone along with a visa card with a bank the client hadn’t already used in the past or present. The mobile phone appeared to have a sim card which was with a completely different phone company compared to whom the client was contracted to previously. “This phone is yours from now on and it can only use pre-paid credit,” the man informed him after he sipped more of his coffee. “This is a visa card to be used and I taken the liberty of taking out all your money into this one account. Don’t worry; no-one can track what I did. Get a new job, move to the other side of the country where you never being before and start fresh again,” the man told him with a smile. The client smiled and nodded eagerly. “Thank you so much,” the client thanked him before producing a cheque with the fee he needed to pay for the man to make him disappear. “Who are you?” “Just Shadow,” the man smiled back. “Don’t you have a real name?” the client asked him as his breakfast finally came around. “No,” Shadow responded cunningly. “Everyone calls me Shadow,” The man, or Shadow, took his bag and took his leave from the cafe just in time to flow through a steady crowd of people walking to work or to other places. Looking behind him one last time, Shadow noted the two police officers were buying coffee for the go as he passed by their squad car in the small parking lot. Parked cars littered the car park with only a few stationary next to each other. The police officers walked to their squad car chatting when one of them watch Shadow slip through the crowds again and then vanish from sight. Maybe it was something of his imagination or maybe it was something else? Regardless, he put it out of his mind as he went back to duty. (EDITED 1: Opening paragraph includes scene with the backpackers hostel EDITED 2: Bits and pieces explained clearer)
  2. Ranakin

    Modern Warfare [afghanistahn]

    “Contact left flank!” barked out the marine at the front of the patrol. However, the words were too late for the poor soul of a nameless private that stood next to me. One moment he was smiling like the hot sun in the sky, the next moment, blood had splattered all over his uniform, his body collapsing to the floor like a stone and I dropped to the floor in both fear and horror. It was my first week as a marine on the frontlines and already I had faced my first contact and my first team mate dying. “We need better cover or we’re gonna get picked off like fishes in a barrel,” shouted out one of the privates as the corporal started with the returning of fire along with the others. “Village, behind us,” I called out after I had turned around to investigate better cover. “We’ll conduct a frog leap to our rear until we reach the village. Private, start the manoeuvrer,” barked out our patrol sergeant while keeping his cool under fire. We had started to retreat slowly, carefully but also with a returning of fire towards the village which turns out, it was abandon by the last inhabitants. Whether it was fear from the Taliban or from the fear of our bombs and missiles dropping on them, our luck kept us going even though we lost another marine in the process. We were able to continue our frog leaping until finally, we came to the village and we hid down an alleyway. I was freaking out like a mad bull running down the road. My heart was pumping blood madly and I couldn’t pull myself together. “Get up!” someone shouted to me but my body couldn’t respond. “I said, get the hell on your feet,” the voice shouted again. “He’s suffering from shock,” called out another voice as the patrollers took turn bringing me around. “Forget about him. If some bugger is gonna get us all killed, he might as well get himself killed,” another voice barked out before I came too. “Wait...I can move...” I started as I pulled myself to my feet and the patrol sergeant nodded to me. “There’s a truck down the road, I’ll toss all my smoke bombs at the Taliban so we can have some time,” the sarge explained to us before we all nodded. When the smoke grenades went over and exploded, the patrol rushed over through the village while under light fire from the Taliban. The patrollers moved their legs as if the Grim Reaper was chasing their hides for his new game room. When they came over to the truck however, there were no keys in the ignition and it had to be hotwire. One of the privates rushed over to ignition and started to hotwire it while myself and the remaining able bodies kept the Taliban busy. What was 5 minutes felt like five drilling hours. “Com’n we’re leaving this dustbowl,” the private called out as everyone continued to keep the Taliban busy. “Camp (Insert a Name), here we come,” the sarge calls out as we made our quick but under heavy fire, get away. It would be another few drilling seconds before a pair of fighters roared over head and bombed the village. We wouldn’t find out until the next day. Talk about the first day at the frontlines. That's how I would've done. Also, you never find so many high ranking officers in the one patrol regardless of their section.
  3. Ranakin

    My Story (got No Namne Yet!)

    I know I haven't be around for awhile and I'm not even sure if I'm allowed to grave dig on the forum (seriously). However, I thought about replying and I wonder if it would be better if you approach this differently. Instead of making it sound...err...childish as in, short describing words that could be replaced with much stronger ones. Also, don't tell us if the villian is coming because the readers may want to work it out. Nevertheless, how about you tell us about the village first and then tell us about how important this bridge is but also what could happen if something terrible happen to it. Don't be afarid to add more to the story because it helps out for the reader.
  4. Ranakin

    Why I Am Named Vamp ^^.

    Why do I have a feeling I wish to rip this story apart but I feel everyone is going to turn on me? You really, seriously though, need to expand because I don't think this is even class as a short story.
  5. Ranakin

    Jealously Of The Cousin

    Taishi Ci Kingston arrived in the main chambers in the Royal Palace dressed in his military uniform with the rank of sergeant that he gained over his short period of time in the Lynion Rangers during his short military career. Taishi Ci stood 6 foot 1, had long dark brown hair tied up in a ponytail, was a blue eye vampire and had slight tannish skin. Taishi Ci stood in the presence of his great-great grandfather Vamp Kingston, several military and civilian officials, Commander Mavax of the Imperial Guardians , several Imperial Guardian Officers and of course, Rathma Phoenix who was the preferred bodyguard to the Royal Family. Most of the officials in the room were vampires but the bodyguards were matured werewolves in their prime years. Mavax on the other hand was a hybrid (half creature) of a werewolf and a bull Minotaur. There was little to say, as they were waiting on the last person to arrive which made Vamp feel frustrated with his other great-great grandson Michael Kingston being late for the announcement for the heir to the throne of the Vamperial Kingdom. Taishi Ci tried to relax and calm down as he wasn’t in trouble. Vamp on the other hand shakes his head gently at the sight of Michael arriving and becoming an embarrassment in front of the others. His military uniform wasn’t ironed, looked rag-tagged and he had some kind of foul ordure following his every move. “Sorry I’m late,” smiled Michael as he corrected his uniform as he had the rank of private first class and served a longer term in the military compared to Taishi Ci. Michael stood 6 foot 4, was more dark red hair, yellowish eye colour and had sun burnt skin which was no surprising due to his activities. “Being late doesn’t look good for us,” stated Vamp's deep and firm voice. “This isn’t just a meeting that we can wait on the late people. This is serious and I’m beginning to wonder who is going to become the next heir to the throne,” Vamp continued as the officials around him were quietly having a small drink. Vamp had noticed Michael was being sloppy and Taishi Ci was standing at ease. “I had hoped that you could become the next king...” Vamp suddenly stopped and looked at the grin Michael was showing with over confidence. “That’s why I’m withdrawing your ability to become king and until you can prove your worth, you’ll be a prince with very limited powers,” stated Vamp firmly as Rathma Phoenix looked at the two boys. “Taishi Ci hasn’t being in charged with anything in his entire life,” protested Michael. “Besides, he isn’t old enough and has no experience...” “Taishi Ci has more experience than you have,” snapped Vamp firmly. “I can’t even find a bodyguard of any rank to escort you when you go on diplomatic missions. Last time we sent you, you ruined the whole agreement with Australia by running off with the prime minister’s daughter for four days. Got any idea how long it took us to renew that trust we once gained?” There was silence as Michael had no excuse to give to Vamp. He was keen to admit that he had slept with the prime ministers daughter several times over the four days they were together but after the SAS arrived, everything went downfall. Eventually the friendship was renewed with the two nations but it took longer than it first started. He was sent back to Lynion in shame but he felt he had gained a victory by sleeping with another girl, even though the girl no longer had an interest in him. “It took two years to gain that friendship and trust back,” smiled Michael as several officials had already started to shake their heads in despair. “So what happens since neither of us can claim the throne?” “Neither?” demanded Vamp in a questioned tone as he looked at the two boys. “I’m declaring that Michael becomes prince for the next 50 years or until he can prove himself worth of becoming a king. I’m also declaring Taishi Ci is the next heir to the throne of the great Vamperial Kingdom,” declared Vamp as his word was final. Michael was fuelled with anger as he glanced over at Taishi Ci. He was careful not to make threats since Rathma was nearby and the favourite bodyguard to the Royal Family. Taishi Ci smiled and nodded his head in agreement as he avoided eye contact with Michael for the time being. He was greeted with applause while Michael turned his back on everybody and left the main chambers in anger, jealously and enraged by the decision set by Vamp. Taishi Ci on the other hand felt achieved as he was congratulated by many officials and bodyguards in the chamber. This was a historical moment as the youngest in the family was going to be crowned king by Vamp and not the oldest in the family. Vamp on the other hand felt he made the right choice as he watched Michael leave for a moment but didn’t bother going after him since it was Taishi Ci’s moment. Taishi Ci found himself in the middle of a conversation with the others as he found himself standing next to Rathma Phoenix. Taishi Ci noticed how Rathma was half cyborg, half werewolf. He never heard how it happened but it had something to do with a raid that went wrong in 2003 against the Pirate Alliance. He felt it wasn’t his business as he managed to free himself from the officials that were talking together. It wasn’t just officials that were at the announcement. In the corner of his eye, Taishi Ci noticed a lovely girl standing in the doorway watching him. As a gentleman, he took a drink for himself and the girl as he walked over to her with a grin across his face. “You look lovely,” smiled Taishi Ci as he glanced at her beautiful dress before looking her in the eyes. “Hmm...I wasn’t sure you wanted to keep in touch since this has happened,” she said with a weak smile as she tried to hide the fact she wasn’t of nobility. “It won’t matter Esther,” smiled Taishi Ci as he gave her a drink. “High King Vamp was a commoner and a lieutenant or captain in the army and look where he is,” pointed out Taishi Ci as Esther giggled for a moment. “You have a point,” replied Esther as she sipped her drink steadily. “Besides, why would I go out with any other woman when I simply just want to be with you?” he asked with a grin on his face as Esther blushed a little from the remark. She often remembered her place in the world but forgot about it every time she was with Taishi Ci. Taishi Ci was 18 years old and she was only 15 when she fell in love with him. “Do I have to call you ‘Your majesty’ or ‘Your highness?” Esther asked teasingly. “I prefer if you didn’t,” smiled Taishi Ci as the pair laughed at the thought about it for a moment. Couple Days Later... Taishi Ci woke to the sound of shouting in the hallways as he glanced at the time on the stereo opposite of his bed and next to the window. It never occurred to him what might happened but it was six in the morning and he hope it was a simple misunderstanding among the guards. He put a robe on as he noticed the snow had just started to fall as a mark of winter in the Lynion Islands. “...Who the hell was that?” shouted one voice as Taishi Ci yawned for a moment as he came to his closed door. “Just cool it Millie,” replied Michael’s voice. “She’s a nobody,” “Really?” snapped back ‘Millie’s voice. “It was obviously you had something going on with her,” “Like I said, she’s a nobody and I’m not seeing her anymore,” replied back Michael’s voice as Taishi Ci opened the door and found himself in the middle of an argument. “And frankly, all your arguments just have to be out the front of my door,” yawned Taishi Ci as he glanced at Millie for a moment who was in a thick robe and was keen to leave. “Who the blazes is this?” demanded Millie as she didn’t realise Taishi Ci was the heir to the throne. “Simple my dear friend,” smiled Taishi Ci as Michael looked away in anger. “I’m going to allow you two to part your ways before I call the guards and order them to take both of you away by force is that understood?” he stated firmly as Millie was shocked. “Just get the f**k out of my sight if you’re going to be a little b***h,” snapped Michael as he walked away in his robe while he left Millie crying. Taishi Ci felt he should do something and snapped his fingers as he called a guard. “Make sure Miss Millie get home safe and sound,” ordered Taishi Ci as the guard nodded in reply. Millie looked at Taishi Ci and sensed the compassion that was stored inside of him. She didn’t want to say anything more as she merely walked with the guard out of the Royal Palace and headed back home. Taishi Ci on the other was frustrated and decided to wait until morning before asking advice from Vamp or Rathma about the matter. He merely went back and slept it off for awhile as the thoughts gently pass through his mind like the cool winter’s breeze. Taishi Ci slept under the warm fur covers of his bed as he started to fall asleep while watching the snow fall against the window in his room. Taishi Ci awoke again and noticed it was 8:31am on the stereo. He turned to face the roof above him as he rubbed his eyes gently before yawning. Unlike last time, there was nobody arguing outside his door but he could hear faint shouts before an Imperial Guardian knocked on the door a couple of times. Taishi Ci sat up straight in his bed as he tried to make himself up quickly. “Enter at your own risk,” shouted Taishi Ci as an Imperial Guardian peered through the door making sure there wasn’t a trap rigged. “No trap this time,” muttered the guard as he opened door more. “High King Vamp requests your audience in the main chambers as soon as possible,” informed the guard as Taishi Ci nodded in reply before the door closed the door behind him. As Taishi Ci got dressed in his warm military uniform, he remembered the time when he was 14. During his early teen years, he set a trap in front of the door due to classes he had taken in trapping prey in the wild. Unexpectedly, the trap was meant to be broken but when the guard opened the door, an egg was smashed against the guard’s face. Sure it was amusing at the time to Taishi Ci, but for the guard...he had an early breakfast with egg against his face. It bought a smile to his face as Taishi Ci adjusted his slouch hat and headed towards the main chambers. The walk towards the main chambers required him passing by several paintings of landscapes from across the Vamperial Kingdom. Among them were paintings of past kings and queens of the Vamperial Kingdom, some Taishi Ci didn’t know about up until he saw the paintings. If there was one item the palace didn’t lack, it was statues. However, it felt uneven as more than half of these statues were real Imperial Guardians watching his every move. They were required to stand long hours in the same position armed with an assault rifle or similar weapon. It often sent a shiver down Taishi Ci’s spine but they were absolutely fantastic at their job. “Do you have any idea what you did last night?” demanded a voice that sounded similar to Vamp. ‘Seems like I don’t need that piece of advice,’ thought Taishi Ci to himself as he opened the door quietly and caught the attention of his cousin Michael, Vamp and a handful of the bodyguards while he slipped into the room. The room was furnished with various furniture brought from within the Vamperial Kingdom and very little imported. It was often the tradition of the Vamperial Kingdom to keep at least 60% of the country in Vamperial hands. This included the palace but most of it was brought from various Vamperial businesses. It also included the fireplace tucked away in the room next to the window as the snow was becoming heavier. “I just had a little fun,” replied a drunken Michael. ‘It took him two hours to get drunk?’ thought Taishi Ci to himself as he remembered finding Michael arguing with Millie clean. ‘What the hell did he drink?’ “Fun?” questioned Vamp who was pacing himself in front of Michael. “I don’t mind you having fun but this has gotten too far. Not only do you have no respect for other people’s sleeping habits, but we have being finding a large number of empty wine and beer bottles in your room. This is getting disgusting!” snapped Vamp as he was clearly enraged as he glanced at Taishi Ci for a quick second. “I’m not even sure what type of punishment I need to enforce to get the message through your thick skull,” stated Vamp. “In the mean time, get out of my sight,” shouted Vamp furiously as Michael was sent away from the main chambers. In that short moment, Michael walked past Taishi Ci and spat on him without causing a stir amongst the bodyguards. There was nobody keen on escorting Michael out as many didn’t accept him of Royalty. Taishi Ci on the other missed the spat by Michael by moving left. Vamp on the other hand was fuelled by rage which turned to calm as he smiled at Taishi Ci. “If Michael was like you, I wouldn’t need to worry about this,” stated a calm Vamp as he sat on the throne. “But this is getting out of hand. I heard what had happened earlier this morning and you did the right thing by it,” “Thanks pop,” replied Taishi Ci as Vamp started to walk with him. “I’m not sure if you’re aware of it, but I’ve being catching him a number of times throwing a girl out of the palace but never seen him bring any of them into the palace,” explained Taishi Ci as he and Vamp walked towards the back of the palace and headed towards the veranda. “I’m going to be gone for the next few days and I’m leaving Mavax to look after you,” explained Vamp as the pair watched the snow gently fall to the ground. “I hope nothing will happen but the Imperial Guardians will be able to respond if you need them...” Vamp suddenly looked down at Taishi Ci who was starting to feel nervous about being left alone with Michael in the same building. “...Queen Kryxtal is down in Glasgow and should be back by tomorrow,” stated Vamp as he tried to hide something he had towards Kryxtal. Queen Kryxtal was Taishi Ci’s mother and ex-wife to the now KIA King Ranakin Kingston who was assassinated three years ago. “I can look after myself pops,” stated Taishi Ci as he put on some thick fur gloves for his bony fingers. “But thanks for the concern,” he added as Rathma and Mavax joined them on the veranda. Taishi Ci felt secured around Rathma but he wasn’t sure if it was because of the bullying he had taken from his cousin Michael or it was the time he taught him how to defend himself against Michael. “Just remember not to do something stupid,” stated Vamp as he kept himself wrapped in his military uniform that was made from fur. “Also, if you have a guest coming over, make sure she uses the guest room and not yours. I’m also making sure alcohol is confiscated before it enters the palace unless on my orders,” added Vamp firmly as he was directing the first part at Taishi Ci’s girlfriend, Esther Goth. “Thanks pop,” thanked Taishi Ci as he felt fear run through his veins at the thought of Michael ruining any chances he may have with Esther. Taishi Ci Kingston arrived in the main chambers in the Royal Palace dressed in his military uniform with the rank of sergeant that he gained over his short period of time in the Lynion Rangers during his short military career. Taishi Ci stood in the presence of his great-great grandfather Vamp Kingston, several military and civilian officials, Commander Mavax of the Imperial Guardians , several Imperial Guardian Officers and of course, Rathma Phoenix who was the preferred bodyguard to the Royal Family. Most of the officials in the room were vampires but the bodyguards were matured werewolves in their prime years. Mavax on the other hand was a hybrid (half creature) of a werewolf and a bull Minotaur. There was little to say, as they were waiting on the last person to arrive which made Vamp feel frustrated with his other great-great grandson Michael Kingston being late for the announcement for the heir to the throne of the Vamperial Kingdom. Taishi Ci tried to relax and calm down as he wasn’t in trouble. Vamp on the other hand shakes his head gently at the sight of Michael arriving and becoming an embarrassment in front of the others. His military uniform wasn’t ironed, looked rag-tagged and he had some kind of foul ordure following his every move. “Sorry I’m late,” smiled Michael as he corrected his uniform as he had the rank of private first class and served a longer term in the military compared to Taishi Ci. “Being late doesn’t look good for us,” stated Vamp firmly. “This isn’t just a meeting that we can wait on the late people. This is serious and I’m beginning to wonder who is going to become the next heir to the throne,” Vamp continued as the officials around him were quietly having a small drink. Vamp had noticed Michael was being sloppy and Taishi Ci was standing at ease. “I had hoped that you could become the next king...” Vamp suddenly stopped and looked at the grin Michael was showing with over confidence. “That’s why I’m withdrawing your ability to become king and until you can prove your worth, you’ll be a prince with very limited powers,” stated Vamp firmly as Rathma Phoenix looked at the two boys. “Taishi Ci hasn’t being in charged with anything in his entire life,” protested Michael. “Besides, he isn’t old enough and has no experience...” “Taishi Ci has more experience than you have,” snapped Vamp firmly. “I can’t even find a bodyguard of any rank to escort you when you go on diplomatic missions. Last time we sent you, you ruined the whole agreement with Australia by running off with the prime minister’s daughter for four days. Got any idea how long it took us to renew that trust we once gained?” There was silence as Michael had no excuse to give to Vamp. He was keen to admit that he had slept with the prime ministers daughter several times over the four days they were together but after the SAS arrived, everything went downfall. Eventually the friendship was renewed with the two nations but it took longer than it first started. He was sent back to Lynion in shame but he felt he had gained a victory by sleeping with another girl, even though the girl no longer had an interest in him. “It took two years to gain that friendship and trust back,” smiled Michael as several officials had already started to shake their heads in despair. “So what happens since neither of us can claim the throne?” “Neither?” demanded Vamp in a questioned tone as he looked at the two boys. “I’m declaring that Michael becomes prince for the next 50 years or until he can prove himself worth of becoming a king. I’m also declaring Taishi Ci is the next heir to the throne of the great Vamperial Kingdom,” declared Vamp as his word was final. Michael was fuelled with anger as he glanced over at Taishi Ci. He was careful not to make threats since Rathma was nearby and the favourite bodyguard to the Royal Family. Taishi Ci smiled and nodded his head in agreement as he avoided eye contact with Michael for the time being. He was greeted with applause while Michael turned his back on everybody and left the main chambers in anger, jealously and enraged by the decision set by Vamp. Taishi Ci on the other hand felt achieved as he was congratulated by many officials and bodyguards in the chamber. This was a historical moment as the youngest in the family was going to be crowned king by Vamp and not the oldest in the family. Vamp on the other hand felt he made the right choice as he watched Michael leave for a moment but didn’t bother going after him since it was Taishi Ci’s moment. Taishi Ci found himself in the middle of a conversation with the others as he found himself standing next to Rathma Phoenix. Taishi Ci noticed how Rathma was half cyborg, half werewolf. He never heard how it happened but it had something to do with a raid that went wrong in 2003 against the Pirate Alliance. He felt it wasn’t his business as he managed to free himself from the officials that were talking together. It wasn’t just officials that were at the announcement. In the corner of his eye, Taishi Ci noticed a lovely girl standing in the doorway watching him. As a gentleman, he took a drink for himself and the girl as he walked over to her with a grin across his face. “You look lovely,” smiled Taishi Ci as he glanced at her beautiful dress before looking her in the eyes. “Hmm...I wasn’t sure you wanted to keep in touch since this has happened,” she said with a weak smile as she tried to hide the fact she wasn’t of nobility. “It won’t matter Esther,” smiled Taishi Ci as he gave her a drink. “High King Vamp was a commoner and a lieutenant or captain in the army and look where he is,” pointed out Taishi Ci as Esther giggled for a moment. “You have a point,” replied Esther as she sipped her drink steadily. “Besides, why would I go out with any other woman when I simply just want to be with you?” he asked with a grin on his face as Esther blushed a little from the remark. She often remembered her place in the world but forgot about it every time she was with Taishi Ci. Taishi Ci was 18 years old and she was only 15 when she fell in love with him. “Do I have to call you ‘Your majesty’ or ‘Your highness?” Esther asked teasingly. “I prefer if you didn’t,” smiled Taishi Ci as the pair laughed at the thought about it for a moment. Couple Days Later... Taishi Ci woke to the sound of shouting in the hallways as he glanced at the time on the stereo opposite of his bed and next to the window. It never occurred to him what might happened but it was six in the morning and he hope it was a simple misunderstanding among the guards. He put a robe on as he noticed the snow had just started to fall as a mark of winter in the Lynion Islands. “...Who the hell was that?” shouted one voice as Taishi Ci yawned for a moment as he came to his closed door. “Just cool it Millie,” replied Michael’s voice. “She’s a nobody,” “Really?” snapped back ‘Millie’s voice. “It was obviously you had something going on with her,” “Like I said, she’s a nobody and I’m not seeing her anymore,” replied back Michael’s voice as Taishi Ci opened the door and found himself in the middle of an argument. “And frankly, all your arguments just have to be out the front of my door,” yawned Taishi Ci as he glanced at Millie for a moment who was in a thick robe and was keen to leave. “Who the blazes is this?” demanded Millie as she didn’t realise Taishi Ci was the heir to the throne. “Simple my dear friend,” smiled Taishi Ci as Michael looked away in anger. “I’m going to allow you two to part your ways before I call the guards and order them to take both of you away by force is that understood?” he stated firmly as Millie was shocked. “Just get the f**k out of my sight if you’re going to be a little b***h,” snapped Michael as he walked away in his robe while he left Millie crying. Taishi Ci felt he should do something and snapped his fingers as he called a guard. “Make sure Miss Millie get home safe and sound,” ordered Taishi Ci as the guard nodded in reply. Millie looked at Taishi Ci and sensed the compassion that was stored inside of him. She didn’t want to say anything more as she merely walked with the guard out of the Royal Palace and headed back home. Taishi Ci on the other was frustrated and decided to wait until morning before asking advice from Vamp or Rathma about the matter. He merely went back and slept it off for awhile as the thoughts gently pass through his mind like the cool winter’s breeze. Taishi Ci slept under the warm fur covers of his bed as he started to fall asleep while watching the snow fall against the window in his room. Taishi Ci awoke again and noticed it was 8:31am on the stereo. He turned to face the roof above him as he rubbed his eyes gently before yawning. Unlike last time, there was nobody arguing outside his door but he could hear faint shouts before an Imperial Guardian knocked on the door a couple of times. Taishi Ci sat up straight in his bed as he tried to make himself up quickly. “Enter at your own risk,” shouted Taishi Ci as an Imperial Guardian peered through the door making sure there wasn’t a trap rigged. “No trap this time,” muttered the guard as he opened door more. “High King Vamp requests your audience in the main chambers as soon as possible,” informed the guard as Taishi Ci nodded in reply before the door closed the door behind him. As Taishi Ci got dressed in his warm military uniform, he remembered the time when he was 14. During his early teen years, he set a trap in front of the door due to classes he had taken in trapping prey in the wild. Unexpectedly, the trap was meant to be broken but when the guard opened the door, an egg was smashed against the guard’s face. Sure it was amusing at the time to Taishi Ci, but for the guard...he had an early breakfast with egg against his face. It bought a smile to his face as Taishi Ci adjusted his slouch hat and headed towards the main chambers. The walk towards the main chambers required him passing by several paintings of landscapes from across the Vamperial Kingdom. Among them were paintings of past kings and queens of the Vamperial Kingdom, some Taishi Ci didn’t know about up until he saw the paintings. If there was one item the palace didn’t lack, it was statues. However, it felt uneven as more than half of these statues were real Imperial Guardians watching his every move. They were required to stand long hours in the same position armed with an assault rifle or similar weapon. It often sent a shiver down Taishi Ci’s spine but they were absolutely fantastic at their job. “Do you have any idea what you did last night?” demanded a voice that sounded similar to Vamp. ‘Seems like I don’t need that piece of advice,’ thought Taishi Ci to himself as he opened the door quietly and caught the attention of his cousin Michael, Vamp and a handful of the bodyguards while he slipped into the room. The room was furnished with various furniture brought from within the Vamperial Kingdom and very little imported. It was often the tradition of the Vamperial Kingdom to keep at least 60% of the country in Vamperial hands. This included the palace but most of it was brought from various Vamperial businesses. It also included the fireplace tucked away in the room next to the window as the snow was becoming heavier. “I just had a little fun,” replied a drunken Michael. ‘It took him two hours to get drunk?’ thought Taishi Ci to himself as he remembered finding Michael arguing with Millie clean. ‘What the hell did he drink?’ “Fun?” questioned Vamp who was pacing himself in front of Michael. “I don’t mind you having fun but this has gotten too far. Not only do you have no respect for other people’s sleeping habits, but we have being finding a large number of empty wine and beer bottles in your room. This is getting disgusting!” snapped Vamp as he was clearly enraged as he glanced at Taishi Ci for a quick second. “I’m not even sure what type of punishment I need to enforce to get the message through your thick skull,” stated Vamp. “In the mean time, get out of my sight,” shouted Vamp furiously as Michael was sent away from the main chambers. In that short moment, Michael walked past Taishi Ci and spat on him without causing a stir amongst the bodyguards. There was nobody keen on escorting Michael out as many didn’t accept him of Royalty. Taishi Ci on the other missed the spat by Michael by moving left. Vamp on the other hand was fuelled by rage which turned to calm as he smiled at Taishi Ci. “If Michael was like you, I wouldn’t need to worry about this,” stated a calm Vamp as he sat on the throne. “But this is getting out of hand. I heard what had happened earlier this morning and you did the right thing by it,” “Thanks pop,” replied Taishi Ci as Vamp started to walk with him. “I’m not sure if you’re aware of it, but I’ve being catching him a number of times throwing a girl out of the palace but never seen him bring any of them into the palace,” explained Taishi Ci as he and Vamp walked towards the back of the palace and headed towards the veranda. “I’m going to be gone for the next few days and I’m leaving Mavax to look after you,” explained Vamp as the pair watched the snow gently fall to the ground. “I hope nothing will happen but the Imperial Guardians will be able to respond if you need them...” Vamp suddenly looked down at Taishi Ci who was starting to feel nervous about being left alone with Michael in the same building. “...Queen Kryxtal is down in Glasgow and should be back by tomorrow,” stated Vamp as he tried to hide something he had towards Kryxtal. Queen Kryxtal was Taishi Ci’s mother and ex-wife to the now KIA King Ranakin Kingston who was assassinated three years ago. “I can look after myself pops,” stated Taishi Ci as he put on some thick fur gloves for his bony fingers. “But thanks for the concern,” he added as Rathma and Mavax joined them on the veranda. Taishi Ci felt secured around Rathma but he wasn’t sure if it was because of the bullying he had taken from his cousin Michael or it was the time he taught him how to defend himself against Michael. “Just remember not to do something stupid,” stated Vamp as he kept himself wrapped in his military uniform that was made from fur. “Also, if you have a guest coming over, make sure she uses the guest room and not yours. I’m also making sure alcohol is confiscated before it enters the palace unless on my orders,” added Vamp firmly as he was directing the first part at Taishi Ci’s girlfriend, Esther Goth. “Thanks pop,” thanked Taishi Ci as he felt fear run through his veins at the thought of Michael ruining any chances he may have with Esther. The following day, Taishi Ci awoke a bit later than usual to get things ready when Esther arrived for a few days. It was going to be exciting for him as he dressed himself in cargo pants, shirt and a zipped jacket. However, as soon as he opened the door to the hallway, he found himself standing in front of his older cousin Michael. Taishi Ci gulped slightly as he tried to remain calm and showed no signs of fear. “Pop’s favourite grandson,” started Michael as he pushed Taishi Ci back into the bedroom. “It’s disgusting seeing the favourite get everything,” continued Michael as he punched Taishi Ci’s stomach with a powerful blow. “Com’n, let’s see the favourite get out of this one,” he added as he pinned Taishi Ci against the wall and started to give him a hard beating with his fists. “Gu...Guards!” shouted out Taishi Ci helplessly before receiving a blow across his face. “Don’t worry, they’re having a change of the guards,” replied Michael as he pulled out an empty beer bottle and smashed it across Taishi Ci’s head. “Sleep for now,” he whispered as he caught Taishi Ci who was finally unconscious. “Because we’re going to have some fun,” Michael whispered as one of the girls he was sleeping with joined him. The girl was called Ashley and she was a favourite whenever Michael had a party. She was also one of the top leading models in Lynion which made her a favourable choice to the young prince at the time. She smiled at Michael who kissed her gently on the lips before noticing Esther had appeared in the hallways far from them. Esther was suddenly gripped with fear as she saw Taishi Ci being taken away from her. She wanted to scream for help but nothing came out of her mouth before turning to one of the guards and pointed. The Imperial Guardian glanced down the hallway before noticing what had happened. “Prince Taishi Ci is being kidnapped,” shouted the Imperial Guardian before several smoke grenades exploded to cover the retreat of Michael and Ashley. Meanwhile... High King Vamp was involved in a meeting with the Vamperial Council over an international issue that was arising all the time. The Vamperial Council was similar to Parliament House but the major difference was that, there were no political parties. The members were mainly handpicked by High King Vamp or Vamperial Grand Headmaster Woff Street. Woff was in charge of the Vamperial Order, Headmasters, Knights, Masters, Guardians, Apprentice’s and Students alike. During the meeting, they were about to come to a conclusion when the blast shields started to lower over the windows showing the winter plains of Lynscert Island. At first they thought it was protocol before a number of Vamperial Master’s, sentry droids and Rathma Phoenix stormed the room with brute force. Vamp was startled at what had happened as they were heavily armed. At first he thought it was a coup but no bullets were fired which made it more of a mystery. “Inform Zulu we just secure Vamp,” Rathma said into the intercom. “Good work, we already has the other members of the Royal Family in secure locations,” replied Mavax’s deep voice over the intercom ear piece. “Secure Vamp and report back,” “Copy that Zulu,” replied Rathma as he signalled the men to secure the room. “I demand to know what the hell is going on!” demanded Vamp as sentry droids were already at his side. “There’s being a kidnapping at the Palace,” answered Rathma calmly as a man clad in black assassin clothing entered the room. “What?” shouted Vamp at the answer Rathma gave him. “Who? How?” “It’s being suspected Michael has kidnapped Taishi Ci for what reasons we don’t know,” answered Rathma as he signalled the Vamperial Master’s to check the Temple for any signs of break ins. “What about Rebecca and Kryxtal?” demanded Vamp wondering who else in the Royal Family might also be taken hostage. “We’ve authorised Kryxtal’s visit to Australia to freeze and she’ll be confined to her hotel over there. I’ve dispatched three Shadow Assassin’s to keep her safe,” answered Rathma. “Queen Rebecca...nobody has seen her since the kidnapping,” “So we could be looking at two kidnapping then?” Vamp asked Rathma as the sentry droids checked the rooms around the Council Chambers. “That is correct,” replied Rathma as Vamp tried to come to terms about the current situation. The Lynion Islands were suddenly in lock down as the air and waters that Lynion controlled were suddenly closed. Passenger jets had their courses altered after seeing several fighter jets come after them. All ports and airports were closed, terminal’s searched and baggage’s checked. The threat of an attack was very real as search parties started to search far and wide for the missing Lynion Light Cruiser. Everything looked dull as there were no positive findings. High King Vamp sat in his chambers trying to think on what to do as several Lynion Mercenary Clans started to look across the globe for King Taishi Ci. Eventually, Vamp decided to send out a bounty on the heads of the Pirates that captured Taishi Ci, the capture of ex-King Michael and the return of Taishi Ci. The reward? USD$500 million. The reward alone bought a number of mercenary and military forces onto the scene. Some even claimed to have ‘found’ them but, it often left the Lynion’s in a wild goose chase. High King Vamp suddenly realised that he might never see Taishi Ci ever again. That was thrown out of his head when one of their allies made a claim on the location on the light cruiser. A freighter from the United Empire of Khan spotted a Lynion Cruiser with a heavy escort of Pirate Alliance marked warships heading adjacent along the South Western Coast of Asia and headed towards Africa. The United Empire of Khan is a respected nation found what was once called North and South Korea, China and Japan. It had trading partners that included countries found on the Eastern Coast of the African Continent and countries on the now devastated North American Continent. With the report filed into the Vamperial Order, the search was narrowed to the Indian Ocean and South Western Asia. However, it was still a large area to cover and a number of nations refused to allow Vamperial Forces in their waters or air. They feared it was a simple excuse to invade the poor and defenceless nations. High King Vamp was already under enough stress without nations refusing to allow Vamperial Forces to check for any sign of Pirate Alliance vessels. With the suspicion of war in Southern Asia, a mysterious telegram arrived for High King Vamp about the location of Taishi Ci. Lynion Islands, Lynx Island The Royal Palace 1423 Hours “Sire we got a telegram,” shouted a runner as he pass by several Imperial Guardians in the hallway towards High King Vamp. “We just got a telegram from a place called...Haven’s Island,” “I haven’t got times for International demands to withdraw the search,” stated Vamp. “It’s about Prince Taishi Ci,” stated the runner as he handed the telegram to High King Vamp to be read. The room strangely fell quiet as everyone turned to High King Vamp. The tables were litter with hundreds of maps. Each showing different nations, different islands and different sectors in the Indian Ocean. Jian Ling, Grand General of the Vamperial Army, Lee King, Grand Admiral of the Vamperial Navy, and Tzu Ling, Grand Air Marshal of the Vamperial Air Force all starred at Vamp waiting for new information. Vamp grip the telegram in his hands tightly as he shed a tear for the discovery of Taishi Ci as he took a deep breath. “Gentlemen,” started Vamp as everyone gave him their attention. “We are now at war with the Pirate Alliance,” he continued as not one of them seemed surprised it was the Pirate Alliance that pulled off the kidnapping since they suffered several defeats by the Vamperial Kingdom. “This telegram is our main lead. We’ve being given a tip off that Taishi Ci is held on Haven Island. To confirm this, we’ll alter Vampire’s orbit and have it take satellite pictures of Haven Island,” ordered Vamp as two officers saluted and went to the nearby radar station. “Lee King and Tzu Ling, prepare a strategy on the island and prepare the strike force. The entire Air Force and Navy is at your disposal,” “Consider the mission completed,” the pair said in unison. If there was one motive Vamp could always count on, it was the capabilities Lee King and Tzu Ling had when it came to starting a fight. He wasn’t sure if the pair were bloodthirsty or just married to their jobs rather than their wives. Vamp didn’t care, not at the moment when the future king’s life was at stake. He could only pray they could rescue him in time. Indian Ocean, Haven Island Pirate Underground Base 0943 Hours, Following Day Michael Kingston woke up to the soft sound of a soft groan from the girl, Kate, snuggled into his left arm comfortably. With his spare arm, he rubbed his eyes gently before pulling the bed cover over them to keep them warm. His quarters were positioned at the rear of the base near the officer’s quarters but away from the normal quarters. This was requested by Michael so he wouldn’t be disturbed by the others when he wanted privacy for his ‘activities’. He was about to get up when the door to his room opened slowly and a girl no older than 16 popped her head around the corner. She didn’t dare say a word but instead smiled to please Michael. “Hey there Ashley,” grinned Michael as he sat up in the bed. “Ready for another round?” he offered as he raised his left eyebrow. “I thought we were going to be together,” she said softly while Michael climbed out of bed and put on a fresh change of clothes. “We are together,” smiled Michael as he left Kate alone in the bed. “Are you sure?” she asked as she was aiming it at Kate. “How long have you being sleeping...” “Shut up you brat,” snapped Michael as he grip Ashley around the neck and choked her violently. “You should be happy that I even bought you along,” he added quickly. “Don’t you ever question me again. Got that?” Michael snapped as he released Ashley and threw her out of the room. “Now, get out of my sight before I change my mind,” Ashley was powerless as Michael slammed the door in front of her face. She coughed violently for a moment before she took a few deep breathes to calm down. Her neck was bruised from where Michael’s hands had throttled her as she sobbed for a moment. Eventually she got on her feet and went for a quiet walk passing by a number of guards who offered their quarters to her. She hated the fact that Michael had slept around with any girl he could find and even though she loved him, Michael merely used her for pleasure. Her short blonde hair covered a few scars she had from when Michael threatens her when she found out about the plot to kidnap Taishi Ci. But when she had a thought about Taishi Ci, it was like another world. She had admire Taishi Ci from afar and the relationship he shared with Esther Goth. She had dreamed she could have a relationship like that to Michael but like all dreams she had, it never came true. Each day she would visit Taishi Ci who was tied up on a stone pillar with his hands cuffed in chains which caused his wrists to bleed gently. Every day, she would see the brutality Michael had done to him. When Taishi Ci was first chained to the pillar, he had a few scars but now, his torso was covered in whip lashings and his face scar from slashings of a knife. It was a miracle he was still alive. “Taishi?” she whispered quietly as she reached out her hand to touch his face gently. “It’s me...Ashley,” she whispered softly. “Who long...has it being...?” Taishi Ci asked weakly. “It’s being a month,” she whispered back as tears started to come down her cheek. Ashley looked down at a small tracking device she found in the Royal Palace before they left. It was meant to send off a powerful signal to a military base and from there, they could track the signal. It was her only hope of leaving as she looked at it for a moment. Ashley tried not to cry as she leaned forward and passionately kissed Taishi Ci on the lips while cradling his head. Taishi Ci couldn’t move as he felt her soft hands coming around his back before feeling a cold metal object stick into his back softly. He wasn’t sure if his imagination was playing with him or Michael was conducting a mind game on him but he prayed it would be his salvation. Ashley stepped back as part of her face was covered in Taishi Ci’s blood. “Help is coming,” she whispered while stroking his left cheek. Taishi Ci watched helplessly as Ashley ran out of the massive, empty and cold room from where he was chained. He could only pray that whatever Ashley did, would save his life and possibly her’s. He lowered his head as he shed a tear for what had happened and for what might happen. To be contiuned... Author's note: Sorry about the wait if anybody is reading this.
  6. Ranakin

    From A Friend

    Gothic eh? At least its better than MSN/Hotmail shutting down. Now, how gothic am I? I'm bad at this. I'm way over 5 so I must be gothic WOOHOOO!!!! Ohh... wait wrong response. Should be: ^_^
  7. Ranakin

    Transformers: Rise Of Megatron

    OOC: Is it possible I could add one more Decepticon since its only three people against five+ ??
  8. Ranakin

    The God Of Gods

    Few things: 1) Don't double post. 2) This belongs in the Runescape Stories Section of the Story Mat since its relates and set in Runescape. 3) Add paragraphs to make it look neater. 4) Press the enter key after someone has finished talking. 5) You need to spell some of those words correctly (eg: Zomie should be spelt Zombie - last paragraph) 6) When you put a '.' always put a space after the '.' eg: The man wandered for a moment. Then he reaslised.... 7) You haven't edited. Support: 5) and 6). 8) Improve your grammar in order to make your story better. 9) I'm sure you used said too often. Use others words beside said (eg: he started...he began...he shouted...he yelled...he chattered...he....) You can use the Therurus on Mircosoft Word if you require help. 10) Re-read it, Edited it and check your grammar yourself before you post your story up here. 11) (Correct me if I'm wrong) You can ask your English Teacher or a Teacher for help on writing stories. 12) The plot is excellent but what I can pick up, however, I think you need to expand some of your sentences or join a few together to keep the reader interested. 13) Improve your grammar 14) Do not stop in the middle of a chapter. You didn't finished chapter 12 (correct me if I'm wrong) and it can be a good and a very bad idera. Why? Good idea is only good if you left them on a cliff hanger and they want more. Very bad idea is when you finish the chapter and then the reader is thinking: 'Wow...I wonder if I should come back or not,' Advice I said that you need to improve your grammar and and you need to improve your spelling and how the story is set out. Now for one thing that was in my mind throughout the entire story: Why the blazes is your entire story on the left hand side of the post and not spread out????? Don't take it the bad way, but that's for poems not for stories. Now, you said somewhere along the line that you wanted to quickly write out the chapter of your story when you were flooded with ideas. Now the best idea is to take a writing pad and jot down your ideas so you don't forget. I do it and it really helps. Besides that, I'll be back to post a link to a free online spelling and grammar checker if you want the extra help.
  9. Ranakin

    Transformers: Rise Of Megatron

    Vamp looked around as he picked up his machine gun for a moment and fiddle with it for a moment as his mind found out something. He looked at Mist and then Sliver as his scanner came online and processed the battle play he was about to pull off. His scanner informed him that if he threw the machine gun remains at Mist, Mist would be distracted by the machine gun, thus causing him to become blind. With that in mind, he would be able to rush Mist, break the arm that had the sword in it, pull the sword out of his grasp and then execute the death of mist. 'Execute,' came up on his screen as he threw the machine gun at Mist which started to fire the last rounds at Mist. While this was happening, Vamp rushed Mist quickly as he slide down Mist's arm, punched it and started to get the sword off Mists hands as he looked at Sliver. "Sliver, disable him by removing his legs and his weaponary!" shouted Vamp as he punched Mist in the face before landing two blows into Mist's arm and then started the struggle to get the sword out of Mist's hand.
  10. Ranakin

    Transformers: Rise Of Megatron

    OOC: True, however, I don't think you can state what damage you did to me or the other guy. Its usually: Player A slashed his sword at Player B as he stepped aside. Player B looked around as Player A had slashed across his chest etcra.
  11. Ranakin

    Transformers: Rise Of Megatron

    Vamp gunned down several cars before a bus went into his left leg. His eyes scanned it as he noticed that there was a nearby police station. He grinned for a moment as he picked up the bus and scanned it that it was full. "Come on Humans! Call for the Autobots!" shouted Vamp as he threw the bus into a nearby building before firing off a couple of missiles into the nearby apartment buildings. "This is just sport," Vamp headed over to the Police Station and started to ruin the police cruisers as he watched the Humans flee in terror. e laugh at the sight as his machine gun on his left shoulder gunned down the Humans. Vamp made some distance between him and the police station as he let off a few missiles that cause it to collaspe on itself.
  12. Sex is increasing because of the economic crisis? Great Scott! Too bad that can't be related in Australia. For some reason, we're working all day and not into the night.......Actually, come to think of it, it actually explains why the other houses have their lights turned off at an early time...wait, I just had an idea for a Master Card advert. Preparing to have a great night out: $120 About to Impress your date: $40 Seeing some funky sunnies: $20 Taking a Taxi Home: $15 A blackout suddenly happens and (Insert Phase): Priceless There's some things money can't buy. For everything else, there's Master Card. Back to being serious: What's your source?
  13. Ranakin

    Oh My God

    Hmm... bring your jacket home more often, talk to your mum and find out why she's actting like she is and, life is not meant to be fair because life doesn't go the way we want it to.
  14. Ranakin

    Transformers: Rise Of Megatron

    OOC: Raven, I believe that's a god-mode because you can't control the other character. IC: Vamp looked around as he noticed there was some paint that was splattered against the wall. If an Autobot had come in here, then they didn't do a good job at cleaning up. His eyes darted about as he scanned the garage before turning into a bot outside the garage. He started to look around as a theory came to mind. "Hey Sliver, if he's a true Autobot, he'll protect the Humans," started Vamp. "Why don't we stir up a bit of trouble and draw him out?"
  15. Ranakin

    The Helpful German..

    Now, do not take this the wrong way but, now I love history and I have a thing for correcting stuff so, I find it more entertaining that writers can relate to real life in some way. Now I'll give you something helpful for your story. The only time Americans para-dropped into Belgium was during Operation Market Garden which you can relate to the story. You could say: 'The time had come and I was going to tak part in Operation Market Garden' (Don't steal it!!) Next thing, I like how you show a softer side to the bloodthristy Germans. However, since you've given some slang for the Germans, the American's called the German's: Kruats which is what the Americans called the Germans. Also, (I hate to do this), I somehow doubt you can train a bloke within a year to para-dropped and still do the jump (I'll admit defeat if anyone can prove me wrong). Suggestion (you can ignore this): You say he was trained in 1943 and was a re-placement for a guy that was KIA during the war. It makes the story sound more realistic. Another thing is detail but I can tell that your bound to work on it. If you're after an example, click on Milne Bay in my sig, that's an example of a WW2 example. However, it was set in PNG from the view of the Australians. One last thing. Spelling mistake: to should be corrected to two. Like I've said, you've got rights to ignore my comments I'm not forcing it down your thoart.
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