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Survive and move [3/?]OOC: Part three of the story.
Colville National Forest
Abarden woke up early in the morning, it was still night with little night in the horizon. He felt more rested than yesterday. He pulled himself out the tent, Zack was still asleep. He got out, taking out his rifle and moved around scouting around a little to make sure the area was clear. He returned to the tent. "Zack! Wake up." He raised his voice a little.
Zack groans softly before waking up from his sleep. He sat up slowly and looked to Abarden. "Morning already? That was the most restful sleep I have gotten." He said with a soft yawn. "Agreed, but we have to get moving, they probably on the move by now." He said, able to sense them on the movie 27 miles away. "Alrights, let's get packing." He said before he got out of the tent, rolling up their sleeping bags and such, leaving it inside the tent but kept most equipment on his uniform on during the night. They took the tent down, shoving it into the supply bag.
Survive and move [2/?] OOC: Similar to the book scene but mostly through my own point of view.
Colville National Forest
Abarden trudges through the wet hills and mountain side, Lieutenant Abarden Anthony Askari Stark was in survival mode of escape and survive situation. They have to keep away from being captured by the 'bad guys' that will capture them and interrogate them. Lieutenant Zack Mack was shivering from the cold drizzling rain. "We been moving for hours, it's cold and almost dark, can we rest?" He complained.
Abarden had two comrades, but the first comrade made a stupid mistake and abandon them because refused to follow Abarden's better tactics and plans. He heard he gotten captured from yelling and screaming a mile away from that day.
They were ahead of the bad guy so far. "We have to get over the ridge, we cannot stop, they are likely not far away from us. For all we care, they already found us. Come on we have to make it through." He said harshly. Zack shook his head in exhaust
Survive and move [1/?]OOC: Been reading a military like book, this person joining the airforce, written by Tom Clancy. Though very inspirational.
Abarden made the biggest and guilty decision ever, he was going to join the military army. It has good pay, very good experience too. How to break it to his parents? He was not sure, he hates to break their hearts and make them frustrated. He already have a first experience in war or what was left of it.
Field trip to Africa, an area which war was fading and forgotten, the location he does not remember. He left the class without notice with his best friend Jake, went out to the ruined city that was nearby, it looked like it gone through a war zone though most building remain standing and survived.
They were empty, just collecting dust, windows shattered in some parts. Maybe this place could be haunted by the souls here. He sworn he saw a two or three dead bodies but didn't bother to investigate knowing he would feel sorry.
Jake end up finding a big silver
[ThunderFrost].::.Villain hero school.::. [3/?]OOC: I am going to try to do this, hope you like it! Comment would be nice!
Loki groans softly, feeling the bus coming to a stop. He opened his eyes slowly, noticing he was sleeping against his brother. He flushed in embarrasment and growled. "Move you big arse." He said. Thor frowned and pouted at him. "But brother!" He said in a childish voice. He glares up at his older brother. "Move. Were here." He said with a stern voice.
The bus driver called to everyone. "Wake up everyone! School time!" He said out loud in a stern voice. Thor got out of his seat and got out of the bus first, excited for the first day of school having a like expression.
Loki face palmed himself and got out of the bus after his brother making sure he doesn't get lost like a stupid child. "Thor, behave yourself, this high school after all." He said harshly. Obviously he was ignored when Thor just darted towards the entrance. Tony came out first, followed by Bruce, Steve, Clint, and Black Widow who all looked tir
[ThunderFrost].::.Villain hero school.::. [2/?]OOC: It might be a little shorter than the first chapter. Depends, might edit and add more! So stay tune!
Loki leaned his head forward, looking down the street to spot a dark black colored bus approaching. "Black bus?" He mumbles beneath his breathe, twitching in annoyance. Typical, not going to be a normal school he guessed. He folded his arms over his chest with a unpleasant expression. Steve shouted out. "The bus is here!" It made the rest of the tired group look up in alert, all waiting for the bus to come to a stop.
Thor grinned happily, hugging his brother tightly. "We get to go to school together!" He squee a bit. A growled erupted from Loki's throat. "I told you to STOP hugging me!" He said with a stern tone. Thor released him and frowns at Loki's reaction. The other stares at Loki like: Wtf? Loki easily ignored them like they didn't exist, actually he wished they didn't exist at all.
The bus pulled into a stop in front of them, the bus door swung open, revealing middle-
[ThunderFrost].::.Villain hero school.::. [1/?]OOC: Decided to do something interesting from a dream I had once. XD
Loki grabbed the soaked wash clothe, rubbing the soap over the soaked dripping wash cloth. He placed the soap onto the edge of the tube. He rubbed the soaped wash clothe over his pale skin, the hot steaming water falling on his head loosening his tense muscles. He inhales the warm steaming air, smelling the scent of soap in the air. He moved a step back, letting the hot steaming water wash down over his chest getting the soap off.
He turned the shower off, water dripping from the shower head. He reaches for a towel, grabbing it from the rail and pulled it around his waist. Stepping out of the shower, his raven black hair dripping with water. He looked himself in the mirror, seeing himself all clean without a smudge on him. He smiles slightly in satisfaction.
Today was going to be a good day, well hoping it will be a good day. He heard his brother shouting from outside the bathroom freaking out because of the alarm clo
Life is but a DreamWe are just unnourished frail bodies,
overfed with white lies and short-lived-euphorias.
Books filled with black letters,
etching lurid images into our utmost dreams.
Veering us from the big picture...
the one we fail to paint ourselves.
Our fists much too busy with fights,
that we are bound to lose.
Too occupied in line waiting,
for creativity to be let loose like a stray dog.
As if we will find home in this pursuit of happiness...
but we only enclose each other in small rooms
with nothing but old laptops.
How many times I've guessed which letter could it be...
Which letter could it be?
To free us from havoc-stricken-thoughts?
They come and go, unending like 24 hour subway stations.
There's no break for this lonely man,
heaving every breathe of stale air
into my overused lungs...
Living in confined walls of flesh
held up with brittle paper-mache bones.
Which day is it that I will burst out from this cage of a life?
And hover with the Gods found in carefully binded bo
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