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TwinStorm

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  1. "Then you're dangered. Get... the wind kills."
  2. im fine with whatever ill let @Stormlightsong control the truck as the UFO person
  3. "Someone dangerous is... watching me, I think." "Yeah. Blightwind? You must've noticed it."
  4. "A.. a voice. In my head." "You've... been out in the wind?" the man said, words slurred. Simon growled. "We serve no man!" he shouted back. -- Cricket gulped. Malevolence. Had he... he should've killed him when he had the chance. So he did the natural thing, and strode into the center of the clearing, facing Malevolence. Perseus nodded, unable to speak. How dare they kill Palsu! The monsters. It was just another name on the list of souls they had claimed.
  5. Amethyst followed suit, clambering into the small cave. In the back corner, however, was an old man, who looked more like a ghost, transparent along the edges, his outline frayed and blurred. Cricket smiled for a moment, but frowned as soon as he heard the words. "What? Did you hear that?"
  6. Halfway up the rocky hill, was a small crevice that looked large enough to fit the three of them. Amethyst looked around. "C'mon." he sighed.
  7. "Neither... neither have I." That he could actively recall. "We should get out of this wind."
  8. Amethyst had. He had been in storms like this, but could not remember his memories of that. He looked helplessly towards Mist. @Through The Living Glass
  9. Amethyst gasped. It was... so full. The walls were gone, and a whole world was there. "Are.. you okay?" he said, wincing from the wind.
  10. yeah "Well... it can create markings, I guess." He smiled back. Suddenly, a voice echoed through the room. "It is time. Meet me at the bottom, and find your freedom, and the truth." The room dissolved, leaving them in the middle of a rocky valley. Above, storm clouds hovered, and rain poured down, but it was the wind that bothered Amethyst the most. It lashed against him, flaying him and leaving his skin red and raw. Amethyst was used to hard conditions, but this was unlikely anything he had experienced before.
  11. "It... writes, I guess." "No... no, you're fine." he said, hurriedly. That felt strange. He was not used to apologizing.
  12. "As long as I can remember." he said, waving his hand vaguely. It could've been years, or weeks, for all he knew.
  13. He felt slightly guilty, but said nothing. "No." he had tried again and again.
  14. "Sorry." he said, taken aback. He couldn't quite tell if that was meant to be rude, but it seemed so. "My... writings. Nothing else to do here."
  15. "This is... I don't know, actually." he said, frowning. "I just call it the Room."
  16. "Amethyst. I think. That's what I call myself. It's a rock. I think."
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