The HuntChapter OneThe Hunt
The lonely, far-flung reaches of the galaxy- there was nothing out here for light-years in any given direction. A lonely shuttle, heavily modified with a reinforced hull, automated weapons systems and thick, heavy armor, floated lazily through the quiet vacuum. The faint blue glow of her engines running could barely be discerned amongst the white stars flickering faintly in the distance. The shuttle itself was a short, squat shape with no real distinguishing mark other than a large black mythosaur skull painted on both port and starboard exterior hulls. A figure stirred on the interior side of the thick glass that ser
| There's not much to say, realleh. I'm a writer, an person with an odd sort of imagination and a warped sense of humor. I enjoy writing as it's the only thing I can do with a pencil. Art just escapes me. I'm also a gamer. A geek. A nerd. Whatever you want to call it. I blow shit up and Sergeant Johnson is my hero. Well, one of many. Welcome to my page. I know it's a bit empty here (does anyone else hear that echo?) right now, but I plan on fillin' this bad boy up. With words! |
*Glomps*
-Jess
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When the sky turns white
And the stars an odd hue
Not until then,
Will I stop loving YOU!
^___^
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