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180 Why do I regularly check this to see what's going on? It's literally just counting. And Ninja

175

*Eats Shark*

*Makes Critical Error*

I guess I'll play chess against the shark. After all, what does Star have to lose?

I'm playing chess against a shark though, and I'm very bad at chess.

I hope sharks aren't that intellegent. Otherwise, Star's gonna be eaten

New Record! 168

Hmmm. Maybe chess is a good idea. Less chaotic, but still battle. So who do I battle?

And pretty much all of my replies is something along the lines of "nobody's quite sure what's happening" Therefore, this time I will mix it up and say that there isn't much to really understand anymore.

Chess makes no sense to me. So I only play it against my friend who also has no clue what they're doing

Heh. Yes. Game show. Killing Star for a game show. Nothing morbid about that at all.

Probably best to just go with it.

Of course we have a law about your deaths, my friend. It is the simple order of things

75 I've missed a lot

Couldn't tell ya. I missed all of it

45 Idk how this works... I may need a bit of help figuring out what I'm supposed to do... FLEA. FLEAS! FLEATOPIA Yis. Flea.

Okay, thanks to peer pressure (Is that the word for it?) I'm posting chapter 2 of Shattered Skies. I do not have a chapter 3 written yet, so it'll be a little bit before I can release more. Chapter 2 Finally out of view from civilization, Emerald was free to let go of the facade that her grapple even worked. The freedom as she roamed the skies would have been welcoming. If it weren’t for the increasingly obvious signs of an oncoming Windstorm. The winds were blowing sharper, more consistent. She even noted a few of the clouds below starting to darken. She tried not to think too hard of it. The Windstorm was still distant, though Sky was probably worried sick. However, he did tend to know ways to help him get his mind off of something. For him, it was probably a good puzzle. For Emerald, it was this. Freedom, and adventure. Aia drifted by in the wind. “Feeling refreshed?” Emerald asked, as she strolled toward the edge of an island. Yes. I’ve always liked it better out here than in the stuffy city anyways. Emerald formed a bond with a distant crystal, pulling herself toward the island with incredible precision. She landed roughly, skidding across the grass and kicking up a small cloud of dust. Being a crystalblood meant she didn’t need any devices to connect with the Galeshards. Additionally, she could even manage bindings that weren’t accessible to common populations. Unfortunately, they were also the same powers that broke the world. For that, she had to hide them as well as possible. She knelt in front of a bush, plucking small red berries off of the gray branches. Aia flitted down onto the branches of the bush, impatiently picking at a few berries herself, to no avail. Why do you even enjoy doing this? There are better things you could do, each of them involve travelling the world. Emerald grunted. “I’ve already tried a few of those. Didn’t go so well.” Aia paused. And I get the punishment. What happened that day was your fault. Emerald turned away, kicking the bush. “Shut up.” Memories of the battlefield haunted her mind. The winds flared. The Windstorm was soon. Probably have to get going soon, killer. Aia said, I need you to survive so I can keep getting back at you for stealing me. “Yeah right,” Emerald said, launching off the island. “You were given to me.” I liked my old master better. Refusing to respond, Emerald landed against the side of a crystal spire. She pushed into her powers to find the negative parts of the crystal. The energy that hated her. She found it, and seized it. Instantly, the crystal repelled her into the air. Reverse bindings were risky, being one of the few bonds exclusive to a crystalblood, but they were incredibly useful in a pinch. She soared through the air for a few moments, falling past several islands, before binding another Galeshard to swing her around the island, and back upward. Another crystal served as a point for Emerald to readjust her course toward Windspire. She’d traveled in a relatively straight line outward, allowing her to easily find her way back. As the city came into view, Emerald made sure to stop using any reverse bonds. She grabbed her mock grapple and imitated using it as she traveled the last distance to Windspire. Once again, she slipped into the lie of her innocence, hiding her cursed powers. She arrived in Windspire at shocking velocity, so much so that she instinctively pressed against the island’s prominent crystal spires, forming a reverse bond to slow her fall slightly. She landed with a thud, sending a shock through her body. Impressive. Aia said, You’re actually getting better with your powers. Only a few years too late to learn them. Emerald snapped her pendant off, and stuffed it into her pouch with the berries. Aia vanished immediately. She didn’t hate Aia, but skies! That felt good right now. Windspire’s streets were crowded with people rushing to do last second errands before the sudden storm. Emerald wove through these crowds sloppily, making her way toward her home as fast as she could. She passed by the center of Windspire, with a large foggy white crystal rising toward the skies. Sprays of water were thrown by the winds, and Emerald noted several people rushing to cover up the wells and sources of water, lest they lose the precious stuff, or the spray weaken the main Galeshard. That thought was unnerving. Emerald had never experienced it, but she had heard several tales of cities that fell to the fiery Dead World below, all due to a decaying Galeshard. As she inspected Windspire’s own crystal, she was sickened to realize that it could have been faring better than it was. Shuddering, Emerald continued onward, searching the looming buildings for her home. It was taking longer than she’d have liked. Even though Emerald lived there, it was easy to get disoriented when one left the town. She spotted it across the street as the first gusts of the Windstorm truly began. Again, skipping the ladder to get up, she used a binding to reach the top faster. She burst through the door, closing it quickly, and taking a deep breath. Sky poked his head out from the workshop. Relief washed across his face as he stepped forward. The island trembled beneath the wind. “Back just in time.” Emerald said triumphantly. “Probably shouldn’t have left.” Sky said flatly. Emerald started through the entryway. “Probably not.” She admitted, “But nothing too bad came from it.” Sky narrowed his eyes skeptically, but nodded. A quick check through the window confirmed that the Windstorm was finally beginning. “You’ll want to brace yourself!” Porter called. As if on cue, the building shook violently, causing both Emerald and Sky to stumble. The Windstorm took full hold, and the island began to launch itself in every direction, like a feather in a light breeze. Emerald lowered herself to the ground. “Get down!” It was an unnecessary warning, but Emerald found the need to say it anyway. Windstorms had always been… hard on her. The island shook violently. Hopefully not a collision. Emerald fought to stay still. All it took was one reckless action and any one of them could be thrown around the workshop. A wrong move could very easily kill any of them. It's a hard aspect of Worldbuilding to introduce, those Windstorms... Feel free to share thoughts! --EXTRAS-- I have/had four pet birds. (Three are dead now.) These birds were named Emerald, Sky, Snow, and Porter Also! Got some concept art in!

I never shared draft 1. It... It was special... Let's just say, Draft 1 was the road that paved the way to my ability to write well.

I'll just take that as "It's a better opening than Draft 1"

I call dibs on 50th death! *Drops Star off of a Helicopter*

Maybe I'll do some revisions and post it sometime soon.

You're welcome. I take credit for your first two and a half murders. The first one was technically just your mistake, but I'm the one who pointed it out, soo....

Heh. See, that's the trick. I already have a full chapter 2. I can release it at any point... Just preferably after I finish chapter 3.

That's a huge freaking relief.