(Juno, HT\'s right, y\'know. We should give a little more detail, like we\'re all writing on the same book. Also, describing an entire character or place aint that bad. I\'d just make that part of the post, not entirely dedicated to it.
And, just saying, because of the \'wordy\' stuff in books like Harry Potter, I like them.
Also, zero777, no quoting please, it\'s annoying and takes up way too much space. What would also improve the \'story\', is that people don\'t suddenly make a jump in time, that something just suddenly happens. As Hollow stated, it\'s much more fun and good reading if you describe every thing that happens.)
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Originally posted by Ribitta
Ribitta: I\'m still here but can anyone tell me whats happening?
Co-reporter: \"Well, Ribitta, it seems that some weird guys are fighting eachother in outer space.\"
Ribitta: \"What?! Why didn\'t somebody tell me?\"
Co: \"I just heard it. Anyway, according to a very reliable source, these people are passengers on the S.S. Calmwaters. Apparently, mostly what these guys are doing is bragging about their power. But that may be just me.\"
Ribitta was speachless. What was her colleague trying to accomplish?
Co, with a broad smile: \"This is Tet, for Channel 6 News, back to you George.\"
Ribitta now became angry, as the truth suddenly struck her: \"Hey! You\'re stealing MY news!\"
Co: \"So? I\'ll get promoted for it.\"
Ribitta: \"You... you...\" She was honestly astonished.
...
He was somewhere, familiar, yet a place could not have been more strange to him. He was naked, and his soul floated through the dark depths of his mind. He felt unsure. He doubted the prophecy now, whilst he thought, he
knew, it was about him. He had to do something, prevent Nightshade and his minion Zero from causing total destruction to mankind, giving them the freedom to dominate all in the universe, and maybe even beyond it\'s borders.
No. That wasn\'t allowed to happen. He suddenly felt a strong presence, numerous of bright, warm lights surrounded him, each sparkling in different colours, and sending out weak electronic pulses in every direction. He felt like he was being electrocuted, burnt to the bare bones of his mortal body, he felt as if a holy light shone through every aspect of his spirit, purifying it from the small evils that each and every existing creature had living inside itself.
A new strength he now felt, raging through his spirit, his soul, his body, his mind, through every aspect of existance he was part of. And suddenly, he knew.
He
was chosen for this task, that\'s why the greathearted gods had send him back into the living world. The mother of his race, whose name was always said with great respect and honor, guided him...
\"Mother Bast... grant me thy strength... give me back my task, oh great gods, for I know... I know the right strategy, I know the weak spot of this evil... please, I beggeth thee, grant me this favour once more, and I shall see to it, that this world shall not be either reigned or destroyed by evil...\"
Next thing he knew, he went through a transformation. Every aspect of his existance changed into some new, something that divine powers had granted him...
His fur hardened around his skin, into a shell, an armour, made of the strength of the soul itself. His ears became part of a strong helmet of some sort. A mouthgard came to cover the lower half of his face, and only his eyes were left visible of his face. His feet were encased in strong boots made of this same soul armour of divine making, as were his hands in gauntlets, with his claws turning into metal claw-like extension on these gauntlets and boots, as fang-like forms took shape under the eye-guard of his helmet. A bright light, consisting of all colour shone from inside him, from out of the depths of his now pure soul.
He was ready, the gods told him.
A bright star, one like if all other stars had united to shine, but at the size of a human-like creature, appeared somewhere in the depths of space. A being came through, and as it lifted it\'s head, it said to himself:
\"
This Last Mission I shall undertake for Mother Bast. Purification shall be brought to the world once more.\"