#i dunno how clear it is but the beast is like.. SWAMP beast

[getweird]

imputresco, mortem, despero

[twitchesandstitches]

alpha impulse

Tia had a habit of quietly assuming command.

It had been noticed hundreds of times over; maybe thousands of times, or ten times that over. It was hard to say for sure, given her unreliable and contradictory accounts of how old she actually was. Perhaps, some had mused, maybe she thought of her age in terms of how long the individual Tia duplicate you were talking to had been around, not her span of experience and the years she had seen. It was also possible that she didn’t remember herself; the memory of an ordinary immortal strained and buckled under the strain of ages, and that was for minds that weren’t constantly in a flowing swamp of influences and competition magical patterns consuming one another.

This storm of attitudes gave her power, let her redefine herself as needed. It also meant that her sense of identity and self, past her essential passions, was kind of fucked up. She might sometimes be a true pacifist shunning all violence past the comedic and the cartoony. And then again, she might be a bloodthirsty beast craving the opportunity to rip and tear a truly deserved enemy apart and splatter the skies with their innards.

The story changed. But the details were different. And Tia had a habit of finding herself in charge.

She probably wasn’t aware that she was doing it. She just was familiar with a basic assemblage of events: she would arrive into a place. She’d find people that needed her; needed her to do jobs, or protect them, or fight something, or needed to feel good. And she’d do whatever was needed. She wanted to be needed.

And those people would find this stranger, covered in rags and rising out of alleyways like a forgotten memory, becoming a more intimate part of their lives.

So she’d assume more responsibilities. Hardened commanders and old soldiers would find themselves listening to her over their superiors, without realizing they were doing it. It was like being around her made a space marked ‘MOM’ and ‘FRIEND’ and she wiggled into it, and somehow it had a higher priority than everyone else did.

She was authoritative, in her way. She was reliable. People wanted to listen to her.

And, Tia thought as she contentedly stirred a massive bowl, it was good to be wanted.

“You’re at it again,” said a voice directly in front of her.

Tia glanced up. There was a woman sitting there. Today, the woman was a pale elf, her hair a ghostly blonde, her features sharp. With her buxom body, her massive hips, it was like a sword had been thrust into a doughy fertility idol mounted on a violin. Which she had done just the other day, but that was another story.

The last time Tia had seen this woman, she’d been an orc. The time before that, a superintelligent shade of purple in the form of a curvy woman. A thousand different forms, and a single person behind it all. Not many people, but one person in many bodies.

An inverse to herself, she supposed.

Tia sighed. “’M being good,” she mumbled, stirring half-heartedly. “Tell your bosses I don’t need watchin’.”

The elven woman slid onto the floor, in the fashion of someone not entirely used to an internal skeletal structure. “I buy it, but my bosses need more than reassurances. They want consistency.”

Tia hesitated, for a moment. “Not good at that.”

“Yes, they know. What they wanna know is, how long will you stick with this place?”

She resumed stirring. It was better to assume a role; to lose herself in the role. She was a mommy. They wanted her. She thought of passion and the sweeter thrill of snuggling close, of dozens of faces that wanted her, that loved her.

So rapt with attention. Listening to her, doing what she said. She could think for them. She could tell them what they needed to do, and they’d do it. “I’ll be here as long as they want me,” she said, sullenly.

“And what they want is what you want, yes?”

“Dunno what you mean...”

“I think you do!” the elven woman smartly stepped forward, and gently poked tia in her heavy gut. It made an echoing gurgling noise. “You’ve been doing this for a while. You walk into town, and everyone slowly starts to look up to you. They love you, they need you... they want you. A little bit sexually, a little bit emotionally. Mom and leader, all blurring together. You’re their boss.”

“They want me here,” Tia said. She didn’t sound certain. “It’s not me... making them do that... they like me. They want to keep me here.”

“Can you even turn it off?” The elven woman asked, but not without sympathy. She looked sad. “Or is this automatic? You need to be in charge, to dominate things for their own good. So it just happens.”

“...They need me.”

“Mortals run their own lives pretty good.”

“Nuh uh.” She stirred the mixture vigorously, and it bubbled under her touch. And Tia began to rant, with the steady conviction of someone fed up with the excesses and stupidity of mortalkind, and someone who was low-key convinced that she was the only one with sense despite ample proof otherwise: “I’ve seen what they do, without me! They do wars, and blow themselves up, and turn themselves into monsters, and, and no! No! I won’t let them do that!” She growled, tail swishing furiously. “I’ll... I’ll...” She slowly calmed down.

And she said, in a softer tone, ”I, I can take care of them. All of them.”

“Even the entire universe? That’s where this leads, you know. You just keep scaling up, spreading it out, until everything belongs to you. Listens to you. Is that the end goal?”

Tia swallowed. It was a dry sound, a needy sound, something enchanted by the vision provided her.

“Ah. The urge to dominate. Your need to rule and be the alpha, so to speak. A kinder face on that sort of thing. Monstrosity, I think, can’t be denied. Just... channeled.”

“I’m not a monster,” Tia said, without much conviction.

“You’re certainly not good at fitting into things.” The elven woman smiled in a sad way, and walked past Tia, gently giving her a heavy smack on Tia’s gargantuan butt; her hand sank in, and then her arm, all the way to her elbow. It flowed out with a faint rubbery noise, and resounding jiggles that traveled up all the way to Tia’s massive breasts. “Go on, then. Take care of them. As long as it lasts.”

“It will!” Tia said fervently.

The elven woman nodded just once. “And so you know... most people think its inappropriate for a stranger to slap their ass. Just an Eff-Why-Eye.”

“Mpmph.” It was incomprehensible, to her. She liked it when people wanted to touch her. She liked it when they squeezed her, when she felt them feeling good at feeling her. If she didn’t like it, she’d smash them and make it clear. Easy enough. No rules, just... feelings. Response, reactions. That was how it ought to be. But rules were complicated, and she hated rules.

And as the elven woman left, vanishing into nothing more than a memory that might just have been a strange vision, Tia thought to herself. She was dreadfully afraid that she was screwing up somewhere and didn’t understand how, or why.

[glopratchet]

intro

In the world to come there is little sin You see a flash of light and then darkness There are just lots of american alligators "What the hell was that? " you ask "I dunno, but I think we got some sort of new enemy out here They seem to be coming in waves It looks like they have something similar to what we had with those other guys down at the lake though A lot more powerful too…they don't look friendly or anything either We need to get back before they overrun us completely! After the election of the first ungendered president, a domino effect was put into place because politicians believed it would boost their popularity if they adopted this new genderless system All of this would be irrelevant because of some scuffle thousands of miles away, but that is another story… With anonymity came an intense hatred for the governments of the world Several important people were executed to make a point by the terrorists: nobody was safe Several protests tore across the world for months until the entire system collapsed in on itself The prediatrain movement caught fire in america "It's a scientific fact that people are not responsible for their actions when the environment in their brain is subject to rapid change and growth due to hormones " And so, prcreatures had the right to vote too The most Widespread use of neurochock technology finally put an end to the plague spreading lies about how "love conquers all " With affordable versions implemented soon after by efcc, psycnore generation has effectively ended The demand for american alligator meat skyrocketed when the first giant alligator swam up from the marshes to find human flesh The communist population absolutely LOVED it You wake up screaming Whorals where burned to ash while polled hereford heifors fetched a pretty price when it came down to slaughterhouses Life had become a surreal nightmare of nightmarish torment Whorals where burned to ash while polled hereford heifors fetched a pretty price when it came down to slaughterhouses Over a billion dollars a head in auction website fees were collected for the alligators This story may or may not be real Over a billion dollars a head in auction website fees were collected for the alligators Googizon won the bid to construct for the military the most forward thinking alligator farm in existance You are given 50cc's of Sodium Pentathol and wake up from your nightmare It currently floats near the okeenokee snow swamp Your name is Flynn Hazard and this is your story A Molpi sniper bullet with its bayonet makes you jump out of the turret hatch moments before him and Elios pull you from the tank "Oi! Vahm, we're hoooming! " Elios says Accidently stepping on a Sybian wire, you are hurled into a tree over that mysterious snake like creature lying on the ground A…Psyker? This is not that story You continue running Probably guns blazing That's more your style These disorganized beast men make for easy picking with shoot-em-up video games THIS IS THE END OF THIS STORY THE BEGINNING OF A NEW ERA You walk within paradise Where everything has gone to Hell, you've personally saved everyone - male, female, transgender, non-binary; everyone has been saved and this is the new heaven We are primal ponds inc and we've saved you from hell Thanks for playing our game! A small mom and pop alligator farm attemping to make it We need you to make deliveries for us An ally Ugh It's too early to be drinking this much Please I'm dying here, man Is that all, sir? Who give a flying FUHHCCKKK! Delete! This filth! Purge the sinful nature that has infected this world Send them to the barren void Turn their earthen fill into interplanetary space The government, all powerful as it is, conspired with Molpy Bob's psychic prowess developed delicious strangled fantasies and sold them to children Point of view of the player: The last human survivors scurry about a corpse A corpse that died so that they could have food, water, energy, and whatever else they needed to survive this hellish nightmare the world has become You are one the human survivors Your friends Your loved ones Everyone you know is here with you Everyone but your brother; he chose to stay behind when the apocalypse struck Or rather he was left behind A delivery champion his truck captured by the first group of ravenous undead You remember him putting up a sign saying 'Out of order' Ah, your dearest brother Makes you laugh to think back then Before all this happened To think everything was so different back them; he was cringing about having 'out of range' signs on his truck when what he had was an out of range life support system But I digress, that was the start A delivery champion, He had a secert life as billy fea fbots vstar ohtr The signs were to stop the other life Anyway, back to present times and zombie plague There's talk of a vaccine through some old computer that was miraculously unharmed by the collision that sent it into a freezing lake Or something, you didn't really pay attention You mostly just sort supplies and clear walked zones nowadays, but everyone does their part for staying alive He had a secert life as billy fea fbotsvstar ohtr And one more thing UNDEAD! You alert the group about the snow zombies shambling in from over the hill "I'll bring up the federal government's freeze rays, Stevey fires his fully automaticNASAraceblastahatthat'llkillanything! " You shout at each other It turns out no one has made a crappy real time virtual reality game dedicated to this escapade would've been much more useful When you wake up it looks like the government won't have to bother sending a vaccine after all: everyone is dead or undead, the military having taken most of the hit It seems only you are strong enough to not turn into one of the brain-eating monsters You don't get hungry or tired and can only guess that whatever infection caused this mess mutated you into the perfect predator: no emotions and an absolute killer It turns out no one has made a crappy real time virtual reality game dedicated to this escapade would've been much more useful Delivering dragon tail in the far, far, future We proudly introduce today 'sgame: Undedtedded We proudly introduce today'sgame: Alligator delivery service MANUAL: It's the pixilated hell of the future as zombies and demons jump up and try to eat you You can jump with space, drop down with ctrl, make roundhouse kicks with a, throw random objects; (which I'll get to soon) with s, taunt with tab, and quit the game with q The taunts can distract some demons allowing you to do massive damage and sometimes even kill them The alligator farm where the gator are delivered is currently under attack as part of the alligator delivery service have been hired to save them while they are transported by plane to a safer area You need to accomplish this without the alligator coming into contact with zombies and demons that spawn in tropical areas The gator has a ravenous appetite and one bite from him and the pilot will drop the same way pilots do when they get bitten in cape coralside The alligator farm where the gator are delivered is currently under attack A series of construction tasks need to be done to get the plane up in the air, such as opening the gate and turning on the water Sometimes you will come across certain items or areas that will allow you to play various mini-games: cupies planet, mushball, super mario bros zombie edition, nes and much more so on top of all the caos your having fun too! You crazy kids are probaly going to love that A series of construction tasks need to be done to get the plane up in the air, Already we own over four over ten foot alligators that had escaped until you got there You wonder just how many of them are out there considering this is an alligator farm About the only thing in this world that'll eat a zombie or demon and live are alligators Most creatures die quickly in this pixilated hell, even the fish die fast Where's the reset button? Don't expect to find it Already we own over four over ten foot alligators that had escaped until you got there Including rex lex, there are six varieties of alligator that you'll be dealing with The smallest of which is a mini alligator that's not even two feet and merely acts as a container for random items if somehow managed to trap 2 or 3 of them in a playpen then you could make yourself a pestcontrol device Yep, it pretty much allows you to massacre zombies from a safe distance A massive 14 foot beast that will make mincemeat out of any zombie or demon it touches These guys are fast too, fastest creature in the game Who talks like that? This guy does and he's bringing his alligators to your rescue A massive 14 foot beast that will make mincemeat out of any zombie or demon it touches Each on is incredibly detailed with over twenty bioligocail parts like a functioning mouth, eyes, and skin Two different types of each exist and you can command them with your minds! And I don't mean your average run of the mill standard mutant zombie telepathy I'm talking full on Dungeons and Dragons Spell Casting Each course in the Magic Missile spell will fire a flurry of Magic bolts at your enemy giving you the edge in close combat Each frog has their own individual flavor too Each on is incredibly detailed with over twenty bioligocail parts like a functioning mouth, Part one the selecting of it In the beginning when you complete the first course in the Magic Missile spell a list of things will pop up as to what you can create with it All you have to do is scroll over it and hit enter Part two: Building Up Part one: Part two is the easy part, all you really have to do is concentrate and build up the power to create your ally then construct it with your mind It can take some getting use to, but in no time you'll be building the spell faster than max building a barricade Part three: control All you have to do is will whatever you created to do something and it will obey reverse thy process and it will go away Part two is the easy part, Part thee playtime; (control it in real life) Part three begins when you first make your pet You can make whatever you want whether it be human, animal, machine, or my favorite monster each create will have different abliities and commands, but all share one ability that'll scare the bajesus out of any non-believer Part thee: Part four Part six death of the prototype When your creature or creation dies merely rebuild it and it will come back to life, so long as you remember what you had built before Part six: Part seven Come back to realty Just stop concentrating on your pet and it will slowly fade from reality It will stay in your memory, untill sucha time that you wish to rebuild it once more ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Come good sir, the salest begins now! Grab a partner and let's see the funds begin to flow in for a good cause! Part seven: Part eight death of the owner When you die the full plans to how you built your creature will be left in a safe storage place A new owner/ create will then eventually be chosen to take your place in being caretaker of New Georgia Part eight: Part nine Time Time is of the essence and begginings are always the hardest But fear not brave Gaurdains of New Georgia as I am here to help you in any way I can If you have any quesitions feel free to ask me anything, if you need immediate back up just yell and I'll come a running It's been nice knowing ya and keep up the good work defending humanity from itself : Part ten This does not replace the bible This is merely a guideline to aid you in your new life We are currently broadcasting their vital signs over at americanalligator xyz 808 344463 /Join_Point For more information on Project Izlavet! xyz 808 Our alligators come in many different sizes, so please pick one that fits you and your lifestyle We offer Hatchlings, Small, Medium, Large, or Giant Adult alligators ! For more information on Care for your pet please visit our website at americanalligator xyz ! Live the American Dream Today! Ages, shapes, sexes and shades only your imagination is the limit From house Pets to guarding your motel Unleash the inner kid, inside you Would you liek to own your own American alligator? Who knows, you may become a respected breeder or even open up your own sanctuary! Also check out our many other offereeings at the americanalligator zyooooogl! sexes and shades, The like to eat, sleep, dream, and spawn but they also are getting rid of the bad people stricly optional but many have found them helpfull to aid in home protection Even Lady Justice is proud to own an American Alligator named Sparky! they are very loyal and protective creatures that make great pets They are bugdet friendly, do not need a license and they only eat meat; your hoem will be lovingly guarded like theres no tomo and spawn but they also are getting rid of the bad people They love to fight and gossip The hens are great mothers and make wonderful pets children, but can be a little naive to lying The roosters are the leaders of a flock and love to rule, they make terrible fathers though Only seeking out hens to spawn with, leaving as soon as possible to go find more hens Honestly due to this behavior they are frowned upon by most powerflocks and considered bad role models for young chicks Still it is known that a certain major religion worships them They love to fight and gossip! The algorytms which run each alligator is closely modeled after your own brain sentient but lack many features such as built in defense systems and AI capabilities like reprogramming That doesn't mean one cant be hacked though so some training should be given to new owners before turning the alligator lose online and leaving the rooom For low price of only $5 per month you can have an electronic unlocking device that will listen to your brain frequency and allow you to unlock it anytime! The algorytms which run each alligator is closely modeled after your own brain After the habits of the real world reptile, alligator missippissus have a molt every five weeks they shed their skin like clockwork after a period of three days they lock themselves in a dark place and eat nothing Do not disturb them during this time or the skin will not come off easy and could result in damaging the alligator which would require an expensive surgery what else can be said about them, pretty common animals for the most part ish most have at least one as pets Their lungs breath and thier hearts beat just like yours All around good people and available at most pet stores Owners love sending in heartwarming pictures for our website! Orders for gator teeth are starting to accumulate a few dayst and we can pick out a pair for ourselves Then upgrade our sword! Makeup sure you get your payment to me today or else I cant pay for the gator teeth shipment tomorrow! You know how this works, money upfront Hope you brought a big bag along today, because were going shopping at the Jewelers Row! You tap Gwen with your knuckles She jumps up, shredding the newspaper in surprise Orders for gator teeth are starting to accumulate, We just need your help to fund creation of the wrestling simulation video game you were dreaming about! Since you are a supervisor at the Tech repair dock you have access to the newest and top notch developments in VR gaming A smile forms on Gwens face as she stares off into the crowd while listening to your instructions She gives a thumbs up and starts pushing through the crowds towards the Jewelry's district The job pays out at 93k and we get 5% of all covered expenses We just need your help to fund creation of the wrestling simulation video game you were dreaming about! Our desire is to create an expierence which leaves you dripping with satisfaction and the dripping of blood The game should be done by this time next month if all goes well! But thats a pretty big IF For you see, this IS the very first attempt at creating such a large project in this time period! An inch to the left and Gamesville could be paying out millions rather than bankrupting itself, but we will make sure we get it right See you at the end of the month boss! Our desire is to create an expierence which leaves you dripping with satisfaction From the feeling of utter terror and awe as you combat one of these unpredicatable beasts We serve realism Anything else would be a sacasticism to the deaths of those who fight with all thir might against these beasts and anything less than accurate would be poor representation of those heroes Focusing more on mystery, adventure and discovery rather than gore and violence VR makes even the most bestial of enemies seem formidable thus avoiding repetitiveness A game should make you think, feel and wonder not just tear out your guns and loose interest in five minutes Hours of alligator combat video have been studied Now we just need to budget of 500 dollars towards the creatation of these Games and they shoud be ready! Ok so four specialist workers have been assembled for the design of our games Mike has years of expirance with Fighting games, but also is into Adventure games He'll make sure it's appeal crosses genres He just needs a pen a paper and time in which to work his magic Amanda then Amanda is fantastic with 3D design as was worked on some movies as a designer Now we just need to budget of 500 dollars towards the creatation of these Games and they shoud be ready! Of an accurate alligator wrestling simulation So moves and logic should be top notch By giving these artists the tools to work with they can make something wonderful They need a computer which is top of the line and all the programs needed to make our games graphics and gameplay realistic Amandas costs have been covered so she can 3D model the wrestler, ring and all those gators! We just need to pay her 225 an hour for research, planning, design, redining, testing and making sure everything goes well And on behalf of all the artists improving perfect beeing Let's see what mr Coding can eke out of our money Coding requires a computer as well as a good mind for logical planning to make sure the game works on most stages He's also going in with ot without a big risk as despite being planned, changes may need to be made on the fly which could risk crashing the computer if he doesnt program wisely Between him and Amanda one of them should cover most eventualities in the programming! Thank you for allowing us to serve your alligator fantasies Thank you for allowing us to serve your alligator fantasies! Sofware is taking over everything a these days Without good software your computer is junk so better the programers you know than the ones you don't! Steve has 24 years of expirance to bring to the table, we're pretty sure he can make do with what we give him Sofware is taking over everything a these days We will be the last one standing when all others have fallen! Well we're ready to get started, wish us luck Apparently in exchange for a special offer those running the grocery store will allow us store to organize our event from their 24 hour opened deli! It's a tiny space but it'll have to do I guess because alcohol is involved they have some restrictions on after hours use of their buildings We might still have to use the backroom of your garage until the festival begins We will be the last one standing when all others have fallen! The artists become in time we all will be artists of our world, the creation of these masterpeices shall secure games progress forever But without beautifying our buildings in which they shall be played it will feel less inspiriting then one would hope something must be done about the ambience! Something that brings a feeling of class and dust jacket art quality I know! I'll buy some art from local high-school students and slap it up on the walls! That should bring in those feels The artists become in time we all will be artists of our world, The human condition is to become an artist This shall be our greatest creation yet! The human condition is to become an artist! We cant do it know be have sacracity filled with high schoolers talentless works I know this place has regular art displays but I think we need something cooler So just go around and scoure the town for local artists and get their info and artwork The older they are, the more outlandish and edgy their subject matter the better! Just dont forget to look for quality of cotton string in their work No bad painty paintings cluttering up the office please! We cant do it know be have sacracity filled with high schoolers talentless works So people have to be responsible for coming in to our deli because we cant just leave them unattended Thankfully because of the nice weather you guys can sit and drink coffee either inside or outside on our patio types thing But Greg the manager says that everybody needs to order at least a drink each once an hour or be asked to leave if there getting too rowdy I guess while your out gathering artists info you can take pictures of the event with your phone? So people have to be responsible for coming in to our deli because we cant just leave them unattended The big picture at the end of this festivae will reveal itself along with its prizes but for now let's collect some postcards from different places around town 'til next time, stay creative! artists info: Zac Broadhurst: an old man who has been painting for 60 years, most of his paintings are very tranquil The big picture at the end of this festivae will reveal itself along with its prizes but for now let's collect some postcards from different places around town Algrothymic story telling with algrothymic alligators 20 year old hipster who likes heavy metal and monsters Let's get some pentagrams going on, yeah! Looking over at Amanda she is starting to fidget and isn't even looking at the paper in front of her but more looking sightly downwards and to the right It seems your game has really affected her greatly The subtle head movements suggest she's trying to make sense of something and then it suddenly stops She looks back at you 'To Books? Algrothymic story telling with algrothymic alligators! Chances are your are going to be entrenched in a feeling of dread for quite awhile after this but before that black cloud comes you must take advantage Your theory is if you can get her to a quiet secluded place then maybe just maybe Yes! The library was it? Was that the last one? " You ask with enthusiasm 'To the library it is then! ' In your mind you are repeating "Don't look down, don't look down Your five minutes later 'Excellent! Chances are your are going to be entrenched in a feeling of dread for quite awhile after this but before that black cloud comes you must take advantage Utter terror and awe sometimes as you encounter an alligator you have neve seen before 32 years experience tells you to keep moving and greatings will be exchanged at a later date Your even later Victory! One postcard from the library in your hand and your walking back to the Deli discussing the days events It's the end of summer now which means your last year of school The first simulation we need to get on-line is wrestling for alligator teeth It's your last chance to make something from the whole experience so you are suggesting the higher powers sut down each others permit operations and actually colloborate with the otherside This goes over very well "Teams? Are you kidding me in this 9 year old flame war of series Well " is what you hear as you enter the deli to see Amanda behind the counter serving a customer a frapuccino On the farm are incredibley detailed casts of all the gator's your found in the swamp and close to the river you'v been draining in the simulation To complete it though, you put all there teeth on as shown in the logo Furthermore with your permit issues you've gotten involved with a new kind of energy water company run by a bunch of Canadians On the farm are incredibley detailed casts of all the gator's your found in the swamp and close to the river you'v been draining in the simulation They own the following body parts of the gator: The digestive tracks Are you serious? With two major branding pieces out now your numbers show that 9% of children north of the Mason-Dixon line with report a gator sighting in their back yard; vs 0% before your art existed Before the summer ends it grows to 30% and onwards form there Even witht he booming economy and sut down on your activities you helped improve education rate significantly They own the following body parts of the gator: ------------- GENERATED PAUSE--------------- You stop and think back as you want to remember the taste of that victory for awhile, yes it was sweet Amanda acts exactly like the kind person she is towards you as per normal but you know it will not last with out some something to keep it cemented in place -------------GENERATED PAUSE--------------- Brain scans would probably revele that the area in her brain that has intense pleasure is much more accessible to be accessed than other area's prompting rewarding activities Sorry about that but mad scientists can't escourt their creations senses you know She remebers everything up until your wager but it's all brightened up, framed and put on her walls as happy memories she experienced in the few weeks you all interacted from meeting her untill what you dubbed "The Wager" Brain scans would probably revele that the area in her brain that has intense pleasure is much more accessible to be accessed than other area's prompting rewarding activities Left eye for Right Tail, Right Eye for Left Tail, Whole brain for both You settle for a frontal lob or somthing that will allow you to stick around for longer rather than exiting gracefully from her life It's a slow process but over about a year you learn each other's habits as well as mannerisms that you now notice are mirrored in opposite directions whilst slowly fading in and out of existance based on people who visit your "giant salty aquariums" Left eye for Right Tail, Right eye for 2 right side teeth, Right Throat for left eye, Left elbow for medial Fin Eventually you see the break through you need when Amanda asks you if she looks better with her fringe parted on the left or the right; "forget i ever asked that question" is what your looking for but never comes which means evedentally she new haerd of a new brand of hair part merchandise out called "Giel's frontang 'ailspray! Right eye for 2 right side teeth, Upper jaw for lower jaw, Throat for upper tail You've done it You're set for the next few cycle's in this realm you think, you've even got time to prepare her for what will be sticking around for a whole lot longer on her own However you don't worry as much due to having another larger stash of the drug in your Ultra chamber, enough to last you many cycles before you need to find a new source of raw prettiness Upper jaw for lower jaw, Lower jaw for upper jaw, both eyes for ears and medial fin With Amanda transfered into your other home you begin the rest period for her which involves keeping her comatose while she recovers from the ordeal of sudden body part loss, You inform her of your plan to slowly phase out your current ventures in exchange for becoming a full-time business yourslef so she needn't worry about going back to her mundane job ever again Lower jaw for upper jaw, Right ear for right arm, both legs for lower tail Over the rest period you get the tank repaired again and hire a new personel to man your front of house; two fishers you know from the Delerg region, they're married and all around hard workers so you don't worry about them stealing the girl, just keeping up with demand Right ear for right arm, Left ear for upper arm, right eye and lower jaw for teeth, right foot for lower arm, remaining tail for final foot Eventually she awakes and stares at her reflection in the mirror over your bed for hours, tracing scars smooth as she grew up with ears, eyebrows, eyelashes, vocal chords altered part of her from now on Left ear for upper arm, Tail All 8 foot of herself, Medial Fin all grown back "How long was I gone? " "Ahead of your time, Behind in looks, Petrified in age" She asks quizzically "4 weeks in real time, But lets look to the future eh? Tail, Front right leg and back right leg for 2 handily placed arms ending in swimmer efficient 2-digited hands! Front right leg and back right leg for 2 handily placed arms ending in swimmer efficient 2-digited hands! Front left leg and back left leg for 2 identically handy placed legs ending in 2 big nifty feet Cleft chin and lumpy coarse skin turned sugar honey skin as smooth as SeaBeauty from Head to Tail! Front left leg and back left leg for 2 identically handy placed legs ending in 2 big nifty feet Hind right leg and Hind Left leg shrunk to adorable Sub-fin ; (like a mermaid! Bruised skin faded and destroyed to become clear as Water jewls from scales! Girly eyes as bi-coloured as the sea became 1 glitteringly shiney Eye the colour of blue dreams Hind right leg and Hind Left leg shrunk to adorable Sub-fin ; Hind left leg and cleft chin turned to raised/sharped scales like pillars of hydro stalagtites! Girly teethes small and uneven turned sharp as knives and White as Ghadesh's Diamond Dome Big Forehead smooth as Glass made automatically smooth by scales growing there 6 teeth replaced with Golden incups that sparkle as she smiles like Sunlight on O-Par WinWin Beans Hind left leg and cleft chin turned to raised/sharped scales like pillars of hydro stalagtites! Heart filled with pain turned to Packed with Unfathomable Wonder Liquid Nails replaced by Jewllar Blue Quillins that shine whenever she touches something "Does it hurt? " Innocence asks, "A bit, but no where near the amount of worth I see on you, Estimations could say I joined a 100 boys for 3 months in exchange for just one Month of this instand [sic, moment? No Pain at all Heart filled with pain turned to Packed with Unfathomable Wonder Liquid Gentiles would fall for the blush overtaking her cheeks at you complement but you know it is just the blush of appreciation for saving her life A beautiful life of a different kind and you are grateful for getting to spend your remaining few moments alive watching over her Genital_s grown back in 23 days after living 23 hours without, 1 Tail-Fin as short as left leg and left arm replaced by Smoother bein covered stinger ready to give Queen some cute Puppies Gentiles would fall for the blush overtaking her cheeks at you complement but you know it is just the blush of appreciation for saving her life Nose overgrown into awsome 2 nostrils ending just before reaching eyebrows, skin colored in dark pencil inside giving an even evelutionar advantage at blend-in Upper lip grown in to a scale-less lavish Barb on her muzzle Nose overgrown into awsome 2 nostrils ending just before reaching eyebrows, Right flank facial fur replaced with external ear like an elf ; (It's not a replacement its an addition, she simply missed out on having one! Horns remain as fully formed as they grew in, even while her head hairs grew straight into tippant fringe on forehead It just keep getting better! Right flank facial fur replaced with external ear like an elf ; Left flank Patch of Spikey hairs replacing fur like an I-pod skin, sprouting where arm and hand hair and beard would of grown if arm were there whole new sensitivity in that spot but she wears it proudly! Left flank Patch of Spikey hairs replacing fur like an I-pod skin, Back hide Orange Hair she once had grown inn every single one of her scales whose increased size can now protect in rows all the way along her spine making a River over which there are No bridges And All covered by a clear hard layer of Blue Icnaceous substance not just on skin but on all weak spots ready for combat and laying eggs under shield like Turtle's back shell Back hide Orange Hair she once had grown inn every single one of her scales whose increased size can now protect in rows all the way along her spine making a River over which there are No bridges Belly hide turned into Grey pattern like on Indian Cow providing camoflage to help the rescue and rescue her just in time as she looks Hope in eyes : Belly hide turned into Grey pattern like on Indian Cow providing camoflage to help the rescue and rescue her just in time as she looks Hope in eyes : Teeth 2 incisors grown into fangs next to canine and 3 molars grown into wolfs teeth up top increased her bite force 10 times making ya never want to feel it : Like every girl she knows how to make herself pretty, now she has new shiny Eye-lids lined in black kohl with shining white around the eyes and enlarged brown irises that see deeper into your soul than you ever would like a Gorgon Teeth 2 incisors grown into fangs next to canine and 3 molars grown into wolfs teeth up top increased her bite force 10 times Lungs amplifying breath now Minty fresh 2 ribs removed to let heart beat strong for ever all her skin cells Renew every 3 weeks ffs killing most girls but not our Desert Rose : But of course Genitals fully functioning including Gel like tubes leading from Belly to able to Ejaculate 300m Sperm onto 200km/h Winds Now how cool is that? D no more Childbirth just happy boys and girls riding wind blown every which way Lungs amplifying breath now Minty fresh The alligator has a weight in kg s and is length from the tip of the snout to the end of the tail I don't think there have been many alligators reported at sea despite them being fairly common in freshwater across much of North America Makes me wonder if they can survive for long in seawater and if crocodiles are found towards the coastline, they may well venture into the open sea The alligator has a weight in kgs and is length from the tip of the snout to the end of the tail A percentage of the weight is affixed to each body part 15% of the biomass is womb space and 55% is brain to control its behavior ARKS : Great name After seeing how they made the plesiosaur, can you make a turtle or alligator? Maybe a turtle Today i added some code to make back/spine ; (radius, ulna, spinous and transverse process) and parts of the leg, paw, arm and chest A percentage of the weight is affixed to each body part, All the percentage of the weight equal to one hundred if you can help me, I would like to create a museum for kids to learn all about extinction and how it happened in our world Kaiju sphinx ready now, which weigh 1722 3345 kilograms as well as being 3 66164 meters long from the tip of the tail to the opening of its mouth A big block of sandstone is levitating next to it, inside is roughly 800kg of TNT and RDX All the percentage of the weight equal to one hundred, These precentages affect certain rules of the game like the body part rule, is every part of the animal on certain percentage it will be affected in the pc game Like every part till 14% Same Rule apply, if you kill plesiosaur with bare hands their attack can trigger massive tremors running though ground and making land forms like islands fall apart These precentages affect certain rules of the game, We need all the words to describe an alligator hide for the game Such as vinyl, p-phenethylene, hexane, acetone etc body shapes Great job Callum : ) now we are getting far! But we are on Generations 3 about fleece, scales, muscle, tyrant, bats ears, mouth parts, ione and squidgge spihmoduipuisitalipbsipguiopweifjwn or something like that : We need more about horns and spikes too! We need all the words to describe an alligator hide for the game Word one to describe alligator hide pages 60-100 There are no riocol or kwkworc There is just us and arks, Sea monsters Apep and others, also said there was one "shepherd" that created itself Word one to describe alligator hide for the game Word two to describe alligator hide About fleece, Forgot how to spell! This is really cool and kind of amusing that there's so many stages of development! Word two to describe alligator hide for the game Word three to describe alligator hide I havent been through all of them but I found one egg looking object in the process : Word four to describe alligator hide for the game hieroglyphs? Not being funny but I dont want to risk losing this data when my battery dies by searching all these word sugggestions, if it matters Im on log 3229 Word five to describe alligator hide for the game nice! Heres another; - c Word three to describe alligator hide for the game Word four to describe alligator hide Word five to describe alligator hide It would be easier if you numbered them : Word six to describe alligator hide for the game Haha nice one! I meant number of the backups, there are currently 3271 on this backup : Word seven to describe alligator hide for the game Lol it didnt recognize acres! Word six to describe alligator hide Funny thing a typo early on in gen 1 meant I ended up with ogre instead of as previously acer Thanks guys! now ive got my results from the test in the /arsadmin/killers logs folder : Nearly all of those words appear in there at one time or another : ) what were the various backup times? nice that gives the best one! 1 min volt 8192 meg ohm kb ISO miles 1080pixels in in2 Pi feet How many inches in a mile 1600 10243 mole 2xs pascals kb MB kbps meters bps miles in km mebitfeet rpm 5 Units slug flowvolt seconds mine ft2 water hours gpm to liters per minute though a few look suspect : boom with some incramental damage ; (my results! ) cool : calmly with minimal, non-permanent damage to atmos and enviroment ; (I rolled the dice on this one as they reached 50 500 450 before going any further! ) woo! nervous but safe! its says seconds sorry, my computer is slow also there is no % although it looks like disk 2 disk 1 means part one right? 55 90 0 0 Safari Safe! ( wow! As darkness develops, and eyes begin to unfold from flowers and petals I did not quite awaken this step : Thanks for taking the Time, it was a cool test! finally : VERY COOL! hmm and im dead : ( : ) : ( ; (hopefully the New : D thing adds a : )) congratulations! you made it this far! ok 2 rolls later remember the 2 takes it to hard drive so when it starts again and asks you if you liked safari park, lie : ) hehe I say yes every time! then its takes me back out when its done! amazing and funny! now if I could remember all this and not screw it up! bah silly tired brain! amazing! really I just hit refresh and it brought me right here! loyal readers prepare to get blown away by the BLOG OF THE FUTURE! Quick Get Ready With The Reading! Many Of You May Die Of Old Age Before This LOG Finishes However like A Decent Rollercoster, It Starts Slowly Then Gets Fast thenSlow then faster : You grin as you open the creaky door and interrupt Mrs Gaange killing a Patient (oh noes! (): What is this log End of Line! 1 min volt 8192 Expected behavior, whether or not it rolled over or what is interesting : ) other computer science Geek stuff meh like the design of 20080405003317977 ! ( so exciting! (dont lie) the other 11 came first, for reference this was around half an hour before this post, I simply pasted them into here and now I shall play! good night crazygeek world! I should Really Write These Things Down WOAH! I made it to the end! My eyes are burning! Bad flash! 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One more level until Ama__ zine awards says NO! your a boring person and overuse words like awesome and super : ( 2 critical review : (song name) Is super super weak and crappy : ) how could the best die? ( eraserhead 4 the win : A million seconds Left to live, trillion feet below the surface of the earth, millions&; of lightyears from home Flames flickering up the walls around you, You sit tightly in a bound Iron coffin ok I'm bored : ( hahahahaha monster rally! I Laugh Loudly oh haha sorry, sometimes random things just come into my mind and i start laughing at it for some weird reason : D o well time to get going if you haven't noticed : ) also are those flashing icons disappearing from your eyes? time left: 977, 617 minutes so about 1 million and a few odd seconds a sad face Emoji: ( am I really that Boring? ( 4 Eyes Lol!

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“H-Hey, woah woah, what th’ hell d’ya think ya doin’-” Impmon blurted out as he strummed his lute once again. After the song was played, though, the Imp couldn’t help but feel strangely at peace. It was almost like he had waken up from a nightmare into comforting reality. Shaking his head, the Imp slapped the side of his head. Why was he so scared? He just wanted to talk. After collecting himself, Impmon hopped to his feet and dusted himself off, before hearing Tomas out- He made a few good points. 

“Yeah, I guess ya right. Calmin’ down, I can see that ya pretty cool- Though, I still dunno how t’ feel ‘bout that magic stuff ya doin’. I never seen an organic use magic like that ‘fore. Only other Digimon, really. … Oh yeah, ya probably got no idea what a Digimon is, eh?” He asks, smirk on his face. It was probably a given; Their realm didn’t look too technologically advanced from the outset. 

“No, I don’t but if I explain I am sure everything will become clear. I am not the only one who can use magic. However, my magic is rather unique. It is a power that can only be attained through a connection to music and your emotions. I shall not bore you with that though, for first I shall tell you of the the dragons who live within these realms. The Dragon Realms...”

Song

There was no spell this time only pure music and song as Tomas played his lute and told Impmon of the Elder Dragons. To tell stories in entertaining ways was what Tomas was made for. He might even throw in some rhymes. Just because he wanted to sound witty while doing this. Tomas did like to show off sometimes. This time he would use only his natural talents. He hoped to win Impmon over with this show of personality and witty words. To show he wasn’t scary at all.

“We Elder Dragons are of the number eighty. With children living with us too, that makes us weighty. Artisans, Peace Keepers, and Magic Crafters, within the realms they guard all from disasters. With Beast Makers and Dream Weavers, to close us out. Now, I shall tell you what the dragons are about.”

Tomas threw the lute into the air before catching it with precision. Putting on a show was part of the job of a bard too. He needed to show off. Tomas even tapped his foot to the music he was creating, he hadn’t missed a beat. Not even throwing his instrument allowed him to miss a note of his song.

“Artisans are dragons of arts, we create crafts that are deeply connected to our hearts. Meat, cake, pottery, clocks, even some that create music that rocks. Peace Keepers are the strongest of body, mastering weapons that none would call shoddy. They protect others from harm, but tend to lack a bit of charm. Magic Crafters are the most connected with magic, they are so full of themselves it tends to be tragic. Yet, things made by crafter hands are objects of wonder everyone in the realms demands. Beast Makers are the ones hidden in nature, they create the beasts we eat and add flavor. But, how they do it none know for their secrets are as deep as the swamp where their plants grow. Last but not least, are the weavers of dreams. Protecting all who slumber, destroying nightmares that cause screams. While in the realms you may rest easy, for as you sleep the Dream Weavers will guard you. Pah, how cheesy!”

And with that part complete Tomas spun in a circle as he sung a final verse.

“So, with my song nearly finished. Has your view changed? Is Tomas the bard deranged? Crazy? Who knows? But, to be the most interesting dragon of all is my goal I suppose? I shall not be forgotten! For in the hearts of all there shall be Tomas’s music! And in the face of evil, my words shan’t be trodden! Your dreams and mine can all be made real! Take inspiration from me, and let it fuel your zeal! Listen wall, and take heart  For you too, can make a new start!”

Tomas had shown throughout the song that he wasn’t above poking fun at himself and the other dragons. The bard felt sure he included some good info and presented it to Impmon in a fun way. The dragon bowed low, taking off his hat to show a small plume of pink hair underneath. He soon hid it again.

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Here’s the prologue!

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Finally, I managed to conjure up something worth posting as a chapter! Writer’s block is an agonizing feeling, I tell yah...

Anyways, as always, please enjoy reading this and I hope you all continue looking forward to more chapters!

Now excuse me while I pass out for the night. 

(P.S. I haven’t proof read yet. I’ll do that when I feel capable and not half dead.)

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Rate: T

Summary:  An AU where the bruises and cuts of a soulmate appear on the skin. Gon becomes increasingly worried about his soulmate as he gets tattooed with new marks everyday, and hopes to find the person soon. Killua, on the other hand, has been brainwashed by his family to believe that the spots on his skin are a curse from the person who plans to target and kill him, as they believe learning about a soulmate would make him soft during jobs. 

Chapter 9: Where X Is X Gon?

A swamp encased the new land in which the group of potential hunters had approached. Much of the ground was covered in a thick, hazy cloud of mist and fog. Although, the participants could see those who surrounded them, many could not see a few heads past themselves, the ground clouds shrouding the line of sight with a drowsy grey hue. Only a few of the contestants did not feel nervous about their hindered sight; some shivered in excitement at the challenge, others were indifferent. It was here in which the participants found that they weren’t as close to finishing the first phase as they thought they were.

And it was here in which the participants caught a glimpse of the Hisoka that Killua found to be distasteful. With a flick of a hand, two playing cards were launched in opposite directions. One landing in the temple of a swamp creature disguised as the examiner. The other fitting snugly in between the index and middle fingers of the real Satotz. Hisoka, who Killua had never been very fond of to begin with, became even higher on the teen’s “stay far away from” list. After all, if Hisoka had no qualms with possibly killing a professional hunter, he had no qualms about killing any other poor soul within his eyesight. It was this action in his mind, that made Killua decide that he and Gon should move closer to the front of the crowd.

“Gon!” he calmly addressed the other twelve year old, “We should move up to the front of the line!”

“Huh? Why’s that?”

“It’s Hisoka… I’m not feeling too good about him. I think it’s best if we put some distance between us and him.” Killua tried hush himself. He wasn’t sure how close the man they were talking about was, and he’d rather not become a target.

“Okay! Hey Kurapika! Leorio! Killua and I moving to the front of the group!” The island boy shouted back without hesitation.

“Idiot, shut up! You’re gonna give away our location to him!” he snarled.

“Oops,” Gon giggled with a slightly embarrassed tone. “Sorry Killua. I just don’t want to lose the other two!”

Killua glared at the other boy for a slight moment, before realizing that the fog had grown thicker. Furthermore, the group almost seem to be disappearing from his line of vision. Before long, the only person he could see was the raven haired teen at his side. Eventually, he started hearing bellowed screams from ahead of them. Something was attacking them. Killua figured it might have been another one of the creatures from the swamp. Afterall, they had been warned that the beasts would try all kinds of tricks, and killing was not out of the question. And with the fog thickening, it would be easy to get caught in a waiting trap. While Killua assessed the situation, Gon had stopped running. “Killua,” he called out.

“Yeah?” Killua regrouped with his companion. “What’s up?”

“I smell something weird in front of us... I think maybe we should try going a different direction.” Gon’s voice sounded uncertain; the first time Killua had heard him sound something other than happy go lucky.

Killua almost questioned his smelling abilities, but decided against it. It was probably a weird Gon thing. “What do you suggest then?” Killua met his gaze.

“Well… I know this probably doesn’t sound like a very good idea, but maybe we should try to find that forest that was close by instead of running in the open field?”

Killua snorted. “Yeah you’re right, that sounds like a terrible idea.”

“Well, I dunno… I was thinking if we felt like we were being chased by anything, running through the trees might be a better escape route. Just because trees are harder to reach for most creatures in swamp areas. But I guess I wasn’t really thinking if you could do the same thing. Sorry Killua!” The worst part about Gon saying this, Killua thought, was that he wasn’t even mocking Killua. This was genuine concern, as if he thought Killua legitimately couldn’t jump through trees like it was a piece of cake. Killua also felt the need to feel embarrassed with himself, as he hadn’t even realized that this was a good idea at first.

“Idiot, I can do that easily!” he snapped. “Let’s just try it. We’ve already lost the group by now, so we got nothing to lose by it anyways.” Killua tried to brush it off, as if he hadn’t been observant enough compared to Gon to figure out the best course of action.

Gon answered with a delighted “Okay!” as they turned to find comfort within the trees.

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As Gon and Killua approach the deep innards of the forest, the screams dimmed out from hearing range, suggesting that they were either going in a good direction or straying far from it. Either way, they weren’t facing whatever the others were, and that was probably for the best.

Once Killua felt that they were in a safe enough area, he began to focus less on clearing the fog with his eyes and focused more on the boy jogging lightly to his side. He studied Gon curiously in short glances, realizing that he had never been this close to someone around his age. The closest he had ever been was on a few missions. The first time he ever tried to get close to a few kids in a small alley way, his oldest brother Illumi presented no hesitation in ending their short lives. Afterwards, his brother convinced him that he had no need for friends because he was only meant to kill, and emotional attachments would only get in the way of his work. Any kids who he attempted to associate with afterwards were strictly for business. Most of the time, that business included their demise.

But Killua was free to make his own decisions now. He could talk to someone his age and play around with them all he wanted. Yes, play and talk and laugh; all the things Killua could have only dreamed of doing, he now had the liberty to make that a reality. This one confirmed thought in his mind blossomed a million more ideas. Would Gon really want be his friend? He didn’t see any reason why those amber eyes wouldn’t want to be his friend; the boy was energetic and extroverted enough to try to make friends with almost anyone he met. Killua smiled, realizing that if he and Gon became good enough friends, they could play games together, like slap or just have fun wrestling. Or they could make jokes about Leorio’s misleading appearance in comparison to his young age. Or they could talk about… about their lives.

Could Killua really tell Gon about how he grew up? Would the other boy disapprove of his strange childhood? But then again, if Gon was here taking the exam, then that meant he probably wasn’t quite normal either. Especially considering the boy was more than keeping of with Killua in terms of physical endurance. Neither of them, he noticed, had even begun to show the smallest signs of exhaustion. How strange and exciting! The first person he meets around his age outside of family business and it just so happens that this boy can keep up with him! He couldn’t help the smile playing gently on his lips.

Until Gon spoke out to him. “Killua, why do keep looking at me?” His voice was inquired out of pure curiousity.

“What?!” Killua darted his eyes hastily, not realising that he had kept his eyes on Gon for too long. How embarrassing! He quickly tried to cover himself up with lies. “I wasn’t looking at you!”

Gon, who quickly caught the desperate attempt of denial, smirked. “You definitely were, Killua! I saw your eyes looking straight at me!” He lightly elbowed Killua’s shoulder.

“I wasn’t! I was just-” his mind swam for an excuse. “Just making sure there wasn’t anything getting ready to attack from next to you! You should be more on guard, anyways! With this fog, we could be ambushed at any time!” Killua found himself nudging Gon back with the palm of his hand. Gon let out a breathy laugh.

“You were definitely staring at me Killua!” Gon teased further as he ran ahead of Killua; not far enough so that they couldn’t see each other amidst the fog, but far enough that Killua couldn’t immediately reach out and grab him. “Nobody smiles like that while looking out for danger!” Gon turned and jogged backwards while sticking his tongue out, initiating a play fight between the two of them. Killua would be damned if he gave in now.

“Get back here, Gon!” Killua increased his speed to match where Gon ran, who had turned himself back around to face forward once again. Both boys ran side by side, eagerly shoving the other playfully. Gon would press his hand against Killua’s shoulder, pushing him. Killua would fight back, shoving his shoulder against Gon’s and using force to make the boy jump a foot to the side on impact. Their laughter mixed together with the lightened mist.

“Killua, stop!” Gon’s breathy giggle objected to forceful treatment.

“Make me!” Killua spat out at him.

“Fine!” the older of the two pushed back against his playmate’s shoulder. Now they both ran, shoulders pressed tightly together, eliciting eager grunts as one competed with the other.

Soon Killua broke apart from the other, and raced to jump into the branches of the surrounding trees. He heard Gon’s giggles behind him and knew Gon would follow him into the trees. Killua kicked himself against a branch and landed in the next tree with a steady speed. How incredible he felt right now, racing against each other and giggling and play fighting. It was even more exhilarating than the former assassin could have imagined!

“Killua, get back here!” He heard Gon’s voice shout out excitedly, tailing closely behind Killua.

The addressed boy returned the exclamation with a heft laugh followed by a “nope! You gotta catch me, first!” After this, Killua picked his speed up, dashing steadily through the trees. Feeling the excited flickering of his hair whipping against his brow.  The tips of his bangs would sometimes lick against his cheeks, leaving a slight tickling sensation where they touched. But the wind in his face felt good; refreshing even. The new feelings caused him to laugh out even more. In fact, he was so caught up in the new heat burning in his chest from excitement that he hardly noticed that the giggling of his playmate had disappeared long ago. His own laughter died down, and he perched himself snugly in a branch.

“Gon?” He called out. There was no answer. “Gon, are you there?” his voice, much to his surprise, began to quiver at the sudden absence of the other teen. The young Zoldyck boy jumped out of the tree, landing lightly on his feet just like he had been taught in all of the years of grueling training to kill.

Where did he go? What happened to him? Killua was painfully aware at how suddenly alone and vulnerable he felt. But why? Alone was maybe an understanding concept to him; he had been in such a warming presence and then immediately stripped away from it. But vulnerable? He’d never felt vulnerable before this.  No, not since he began training under the controlling grip of his older brother. But now?

Now he feared he’d lost the other boy.

“Gon, where are you?!” Killua began running back from the direction in which they came. Still, no answer from the light hearted bouncy voice Killua had come quickly accustomed to. His heart sank.

Killua heard muffled footsteps to his right, opposite of where the forest was located. He soon recognized that this was the main running group. He had found them, but alone. Should he continue on in the hopes that maybe Gon had already regrouped with them? Or at least would eventually do so? Or should he continue searching?

The young boy fought with himself with a realization. He wasn’t here to actually make friends; he was here to get a license so that he could track down the person who cursed him. Friendship was just a major plus. But he had a mission for himself, and no matter how much he wanted to continue playing with Gon, he knew that deep down, he couldn’t truly be friends with Gon or anyone until he finished what he started.

So he decided that his best choice was to join the group of exam participants.

And hoped, in spite of himself, that Gon would be there to greet him again.