Cool. I'll get on there if I need any input. So far, things are going smoothly.
I've been fortunate to have consistently decent teachers in my current school. They're equally as important as the material.
Good to see you, too. I always feel bad when I can't make it online very much. Once again, we can hope that I'm here to stay.
During my inactivity and busy schedule, I have been able to continuously ponder what directions my projects can take, so part of the process should come easier to me...
Fortunately, I'm still alive. Unfortunately, I still have the same distractions pinned on me as always. School hasn't failed to drown me on multiple occasions. As the summer finally arrives, I can think about everything clearly except for writing. It's something that I enjoy immensely, and...
Sensei: *pulls portal shut and throws a scimitar at Fletcher* Use the most powerful thing you've got!
Wyrm: Sceptile. Assist the others with Fletcher. I'll be taking care of this grunt.
Jackal: Grunt?! You know nothing -
Wyrm: I do. The real Jackal and Fletcher would've easily destroyed...
Jackal: *creates an explosion of flame, destroying the web* Enough from you. *swipes*
Sceptile: *parries blows* What, is this too much violence for your weak constitution?
Wyrm: *attacks Jackal from behind, temporarily knocking him out* Urgh! About time! *carries him down one of the holes*...
(I have returned. Homework is a jerk to me.)
Fletcher: *shields self as jack-in-the-box explodes in the void* (Ouch. Thank goodness for zero gravity.) *quickly gathers floating metal shards from the explosive* (Ah, yes. Throwing knives.) *bursts through portal, flinging the shards in all...
Samurott: *watches as the second to last rift collapses* If Fletcher's not creating any more, then there's only one path left. *crouches near the remaining portal*
Jackal: *looks back to see oncoming Leaf Storm* Uh oh. *veers and breaks out of the ship* Hmph. That lizard will get what's coming...
Fletcher: *gets sent reeling and bounces off the wall* And this little piggy went WHEE! *unsheathes two magical daggers and soars across the room, ripping open the fabric of space with them*
Sensei: *concentrates* He's setting up teleportation rifts to confuse us. I'll try and intercept him...
Jackal: *squints* Ouch. For the record, though, your idea was better off on paper. *turns and tunnels blindly through the floor*
Sceptile: Not good, not good! *dives down the hole after Jackal* Mad tunneler on the loose!
Fletcher: *lands next to Sensei* Surprise. Here's your present. *throws...
Jackal: *catches blast in claws and crushes it* Amusing. *completes transformation into an indescribable beast*
Fletcher: *flexes new, bulky wings* Now that the fun and games are over, I say we should take this thing down the proper way.
Jackal: Ha! What was I thinking, using sticky bombs...
Etriarch Admin 1: *reaches into shoulder bag*
Wyrm: *grabs Admin 1 and headbutts him* Come on! Enough toying around with me! If you're here to finish us off, then show me the kind of power you're hiding...Jackal.
Jackal: *mood changes* ... Very well. Fletcher, let's cut to the chase, shall...
Etriarch Admin 2: *barely dodges* Close proximity ineffective. *flies a short distance away and flings a cloud of sticky bombs onto the airship*
Etriarch Admin 1: *gets hit* ... *prepares a Mirror Coat*
Wyrm: That's freaking it! *suddenly shoots through the now torn net and slams into Admin 1*
Etriarch Admin 1: *launches multiple orbs at you* They have established a chokepoint. Convert to the second plan: sabotage.
Etriarch Admin 2: Initiated. *claws into airship, poking several holes and releasing massive amounts of air*
Wyrm: What?! *crashes into admins* Nononono! How did you suddenly grow biceps the size of melons? Ack!
Etriarch Admin 2: *gets flung off* Whoa. That new guy suddenly grew biceps the size of melons.
Etriarch Admin 1: *dodges* No matter. *charges orb of energy*
Pretty well, but my god, the first chapter's short. It turned out to be more like a prologue, even though that's not what I originally intended. Otherwise, I have a good feeling about it. Five and a half pages of decency.
Wyrm: *kicks at you violently* Get. Off.
Sceptile: Well, this is quite a predicament. *looks out the window at the incoming Admins* On second thought, maybe we SHOULD let him go.
Etriarch Admin 1: *closes in and unsheathes claws* They won't get away. Not this time. *spots Wyrm struggling in...