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Post by RekKa on Mar 21, 2008 12:31:25 GMT -5
You're at home. Your siblings are there, drawing with crayons and markers and chowing down on some cereal. Your mom is cleaning the kitchen.
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Post by Brings the Fight on Mar 21, 2008 21:50:38 GMT -5
Ulric smiles. It's good to be around family. It feels like it's been so long for some reason... He shakes off the feeling and goes and musses up Sven's hair as he goes to see what Fio is drawing.
"What's up Fio?"
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Post by RekKa on Mar 21, 2008 23:08:04 GMT -5
"I'm drawing. It's for a school assignment!"
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Post by Brings the Fight on Mar 21, 2008 23:12:38 GMT -5
"A school assignment, huh?" he says with a smirk. "Alright, let's see what you got." He looks over her shoulder to see what the drawing is of.
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Post by RekKa on Mar 22, 2008 0:06:58 GMT -5
She's drawn you and Sven throwing a football around in the backyard. She's pretty darn talented for her age.
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Post by Brings the Fight on Mar 22, 2008 17:29:47 GMT -5
"Hey, that looks really good, Fio. What was the assignment?"
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Post by RekKa on Mar 22, 2008 17:48:01 GMT -5
"We had to draw the thing we'd miss most when Ragnarok happens. What will you miss, Ricky?"
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Post by Brings the Fight on Mar 22, 2008 19:50:35 GMT -5
"Wha- What?!" He looks at her dumbfounded, his jaw dropping open. "How did you know... but you don't know... you didn't know. You - you aren't... What's going on?" He looks quickly to his brother, Sven, fully expecting something weird to be happening with him. Any moment green eyes are going to fill the room and destroy everything again.
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Post by RekKa on Mar 22, 2008 20:08:23 GMT -5
It isn't green eyes, that's for damn sure.
Sven looks at you, "Don't you know? It's here... now... And we're all dead. Including you."
Suddenly, a giant meteorite smashes your house in a burst of flames and rock. You're sent flying several hundred feet, and instinctively take Crinos to absorb most of the damage. You land hard. As you look back, there's nothing but a crater where your home used to be.
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Post by Brings the Fight on Mar 22, 2008 20:15:41 GMT -5
He props himself on his arms to look back at the smoldering rubble that used to be his house. He rolls over and cries out in pain and anguish, the cry slowly becoming a howl. He pulls himself off the ground slowly and starts slowly loping back towards the crater to look for any signs of survivors...
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Post by RekKa on Mar 22, 2008 20:53:14 GMT -5
You see your mother. She's still alive--barely... "Ulric..."
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Post by Brings the Fight on Mar 23, 2008 0:44:00 GMT -5
"Mom. Mom!" He rushes to her side, instinctively shifting back into homid at her side. He tries to pull her hand into his to comfort her. "It's going to be ok, mom. It's gonna be ok!"
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Post by RekKa on Mar 23, 2008 14:39:05 GMT -5
"Don't be sad, Ulric. Great Fenris is counting on you for the End Times, I've seen it. And don't worry--we'll see each other again."
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Post by Brings the Fight on Mar 23, 2008 16:26:23 GMT -5
"Mom..." he brushes her hand against his face as tears stream down his cheek. Quickly they are caught up in fur as it sprouts out and covers his body, his figure transforming and becoming that of a creature of rage howling it's pains to the sky.
"If there is anything to be done to stop this then I want to be a part of it... Great Fenris... lead me, guide my wrath so that it may act as your own..."
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Post by RekKa on Mar 23, 2008 21:03:09 GMT -5
Faintly, you hear something about following the Dragon's Tail, but it's faint. You wake.
Chasing Star-trails is snuggled up next to you. If you weren't in Crinos while you were dreaming, you certainly are now.
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