CHAPTER 1
Journal Writing
"October VI, MMXI," I scribbled in a small book that I used as a journal. I thought and thought about what to write next. Nothing happens in my life, really. My typical দিন is composed of playing chess, reading, and caring for my father who is too old to do simple things. Many would say that the way I live is different from normal, modern life. I live in a castle. My father is the king. Therefore, I'm the prince. I do everything for my father, so many people just look at me as the king's representative. I wish that something happened to my life, something interesting. But no, instead I'm told to, "Never leave the castle! it's safer!" So I ask, "Why is it so much safer?" After that, I get no response. Even a bad case of the hiccups would make my life আরো interesting!
I scribble on, writing, "Today was the same as any day. I beat my dad at chess for the first time, I guess that's something. A প্রজাপতি flew into my room. I breathed in air. I used the restroom আরো than usual. I ate salad. I got my father his things." I threw my quill down, screamed, and slammed my ink jar on the ground, splattering ink all over my velvet পোশাক and staining my crown. Nothing ever happens! I heard footsteps going quickly down the corridor to my living space. My door slammed open.
"Prince! Is everything alright in here?" One of the guards asked.
I sighed. "Yes," I ব্যক্ত burying my face into my hands. "Everything is fine."
"Prince, what is that on your robe, and what has happened to your crown?" The guard asked.
I handed my পোশাক and crown to the guard and said, "Wash it off."
"Yes, Prince Diamant!" The guard ব্যক্ত and ran away.
About XX মিনিট later, I heard footsteps going down to my living space. My door opened and there stood my mother.
"Lights out, Diamant!" My mother said, and stopped the flame on the wick of my candle. She quickly closed the door and walked away, clearly in a rush. Personally, I think she has a fear of the dark. Her living মহাকাশ has candles everywhere, probably about XV on every wall. When one goes out, she frantically orders anyone in the room to light it again. My father once told me that when I was just an infant, she accidentally ordered me to light a candle. I don't really see why someone would fear the dark, honestly. I mean, the only reason I could find to be scared is if I believed in the monsters from the fairy tales they tell us as children like Der Großmann, which I do not, অথবা if there was an intruder, and if so, I have my father's old sword that he used as a knight right দ্বারা my side. However, that's just me. আপনি never know; there really could be a dragon out somewhere, অথবা an evil witch that wants to make আপনি sleep for C years.
The পরবর্তি morning, I woke up to the sound of footsteps going down corridors. "Mother must be giving father his breakfast. আরো sleep for me!" I thought to myself. I looked outside of my window. The sun had just barely started to rise. "Must be an early wake-up day", I thought. I yawned. The footsteps stopped. A মিনিট অথবা so later, the footsteps started up again. This time, the footsteps were headed down the corridor to my living space. As the footsteps got closer, I heard a loud wheezing, like an XCV বছর old man with breathing problems. I heard the clink of metal with each footstep. "Hello?" I asked. "Who goes there?" I heard a rough, low-toned cackle. I slowly walked over and picked up my father's old sword.
Journal Writing
"October VI, MMXI," I scribbled in a small book that I used as a journal. I thought and thought about what to write next. Nothing happens in my life, really. My typical দিন is composed of playing chess, reading, and caring for my father who is too old to do simple things. Many would say that the way I live is different from normal, modern life. I live in a castle. My father is the king. Therefore, I'm the prince. I do everything for my father, so many people just look at me as the king's representative. I wish that something happened to my life, something interesting. But no, instead I'm told to, "Never leave the castle! it's safer!" So I ask, "Why is it so much safer?" After that, I get no response. Even a bad case of the hiccups would make my life আরো interesting!
I scribble on, writing, "Today was the same as any day. I beat my dad at chess for the first time, I guess that's something. A প্রজাপতি flew into my room. I breathed in air. I used the restroom আরো than usual. I ate salad. I got my father his things." I threw my quill down, screamed, and slammed my ink jar on the ground, splattering ink all over my velvet পোশাক and staining my crown. Nothing ever happens! I heard footsteps going quickly down the corridor to my living space. My door slammed open.
"Prince! Is everything alright in here?" One of the guards asked.
I sighed. "Yes," I ব্যক্ত burying my face into my hands. "Everything is fine."
"Prince, what is that on your robe, and what has happened to your crown?" The guard asked.
I handed my পোশাক and crown to the guard and said, "Wash it off."
"Yes, Prince Diamant!" The guard ব্যক্ত and ran away.
About XX মিনিট later, I heard footsteps going down to my living space. My door opened and there stood my mother.
"Lights out, Diamant!" My mother said, and stopped the flame on the wick of my candle. She quickly closed the door and walked away, clearly in a rush. Personally, I think she has a fear of the dark. Her living মহাকাশ has candles everywhere, probably about XV on every wall. When one goes out, she frantically orders anyone in the room to light it again. My father once told me that when I was just an infant, she accidentally ordered me to light a candle. I don't really see why someone would fear the dark, honestly. I mean, the only reason I could find to be scared is if I believed in the monsters from the fairy tales they tell us as children like Der Großmann, which I do not, অথবা if there was an intruder, and if so, I have my father's old sword that he used as a knight right দ্বারা my side. However, that's just me. আপনি never know; there really could be a dragon out somewhere, অথবা an evil witch that wants to make আপনি sleep for C years.
The পরবর্তি morning, I woke up to the sound of footsteps going down corridors. "Mother must be giving father his breakfast. আরো sleep for me!" I thought to myself. I looked outside of my window. The sun had just barely started to rise. "Must be an early wake-up day", I thought. I yawned. The footsteps stopped. A মিনিট অথবা so later, the footsteps started up again. This time, the footsteps were headed down the corridor to my living space. As the footsteps got closer, I heard a loud wheezing, like an XCV বছর old man with breathing problems. I heard the clink of metal with each footstep. "Hello?" I asked. "Who goes there?" I heard a rough, low-toned cackle. I slowly walked over and picked up my father's old sword.
This Is Mina
Evil Spirite
Meranden with robber suit
Gender:Female
Personality:reckless, bold, lonely
Meranden (nickname:denny) is a robber who only robs because of a person who talks to her through telepathy, but she doesn't know who is talking to her. All she knows is whenever the person wants something and she refuses to get it, she feels a very sharp pain throughout her body for an unlimited amount of time. She can tell the person she'll get the item through telepathy too. They meet up (though the person is invisible) and she gives the item(s) to the mysterious person and then she's free for a couple months. During that time frame, she enjoys life like a regular person, and always wishes she can meet Sonic the Hedgehog. Only when the mysterious person asks for something, is when she'll gear up with her gadgets and suit. She also has the ability to copy her opponent in any movement অথবা power. She can do a homing attack and spin dash too like Sonic.
her head is too big for her body, but this is Meranden without her robber suit
Name:Bunny
Age:21
প্রণয় interest:Shane(she has a crush on him)
Life:She ran away from her প্রথমপাতা at the age of 14. She later met Emily and her friends. Bla bla bla, she later met Shock the dog. Bla bla bla, she later met Shane, bla bla bla. She is afraid of guns.
Other:She lives in the human world[a.k.a my dream world] but later left to Sonic's world. And lives on the Jaguar Islands.
Drinks:No, that's Emily's job.(I'm sorry Emily)
Weapons:Gun,Knife,And that's all.
Looks like:Is a green rabbit.
Clothes:Wears a green short shirt, her pants are Military green. She also wears green sunglasses.
Likes:Sunglasses (more like an obsession), dogs.
Dislikes:Anybody who "kills" sunglasses(long story). Getting hit.
Obsess with:Sunglasses (long story).
Eye color: Green.
Finally I'm done with her bio!
Age:21
প্রণয় interest:Shane(she has a crush on him)
Life:She ran away from her প্রথমপাতা at the age of 14. She later met Emily and her friends. Bla bla bla, she later met Shock the dog. Bla bla bla, she later met Shane, bla bla bla. She is afraid of guns.
Other:She lives in the human world[a.k.a my dream world] but later left to Sonic's world. And lives on the Jaguar Islands.
Drinks:No, that's Emily's job.(I'm sorry Emily)
Weapons:Gun,Knife,And that's all.
Looks like:Is a green rabbit.
Clothes:Wears a green short shirt, her pants are Military green. She also wears green sunglasses.
Likes:Sunglasses (more like an obsession), dogs.
Dislikes:Anybody who "kills" sunglasses(long story). Getting hit.
Obsess with:Sunglasses (long story).
Eye color: Green.
Finally I'm done with her bio!
Written and copyrighted দ্বারা Zane Luxuria Zenon
Loud and obnoxious shrieks of utter terror were unleashed through the walls of the deceased man who was only referred to as The Doctor. It was no surprise for people indigenous to the area, which is a grand total of one. Screams happen all the time, and he despises them. The very person who causes the yelling is the one who hates it, irony at it's finest. His name is Dsy, a teenage boy who has Amnesia and short-term memory loss.
"I hate the loud noises, I fucking told you!"
His angry remark was followed দ্বারা the clanking sound of a cleaver. His generic black clothes were slathered in in blood. He smirked at the decapitated head of yet another victim.
"Another sin for humanity, another strain on my blade."
Loud and obnoxious shrieks of utter terror were unleashed through the walls of the deceased man who was only referred to as The Doctor. It was no surprise for people indigenous to the area, which is a grand total of one. Screams happen all the time, and he despises them. The very person who causes the yelling is the one who hates it, irony at it's finest. His name is Dsy, a teenage boy who has Amnesia and short-term memory loss.
"I hate the loud noises, I fucking told you!"
His angry remark was followed দ্বারা the clanking sound of a cleaver. His generic black clothes were slathered in in blood. He smirked at the decapitated head of yet another victim.
"Another sin for humanity, another strain on my blade."
Midnight Stormcloud
