Super Duper Gala-City

Reads: 700  | Likes: 0  | Shelves: 0  | Comments: 0

More Details
Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fan Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
But, then again, who would go searching for these secrets? The Forgotten City and the Sleeping Forest were wrought with the damage of the ages and haunted by monsters and creatures such as Boundfats, Trickplays, Malldancers, and Hungrys. The dangers of these alluring sites are countless and without consequence, often overwhelming any poor unsuspecting person or animal and returning them to the Lifestream without a moment's hesitation.

If you think real hard about the threats lurking in the deep of the forest and the city, you wouldn't want to enter. You wouldn't think twice about it, for maybe even you be caught unawares and unprepared in these deadly places, your body a chew toy for the cruel monsters dwelling there. Your blood would splash across the dirt paths and ultimately ruin the already dull glow of the trees and the Forgotten City, smattering the green-black grass and contaminating what little water there was. And every day until your bones were picked clean, a Boundfat, Trickplay, Malldancer, Hungry, or even a Grimguard by chance would bury their teeth into your muscles and insides, chewing away at you and slurping up the mess. You'd probably the poor, innocent, unsuspecting meal they were looking after. Or, maybe, you were trespassing on their territory.

Either way, no matter how you look at it, you could and would be lunch.

Maybe the painful cliches that make up the most courageous of society as we know it, or the most power hungry, would go and search for these secrets and these memories that are so carefully hidden away and guarded by a tough set of monsters. Maybe, perhaps.

But which of these cliches would do it, the power hungry or the courageous, or both?

Table of Contents

Super Duper Gala-City

Submitted: April 29, 2012

But, then again, who would go searching for these secrets? The Forgotten City and the Sleeping Forest were wrought with the damage of the ages and haunted by monsters and creatures such as Boundfats, Trickplays, Malldancers, and Hungrys. The dangers of these alluring sites are countless and without consequence, often overwhelming any poor unsuspecting person or animal and returning them to the Lifestream without a moment's hesitation.

If you think real hard about the threats lurking in the deep of the forest and the city, you wouldn't want to enter. You wouldn't think twice about it, for maybe even you be caught unawares and unprepared in these deadly places, your body a chew toy for the cruel monsters dwelling there. Your blood would splash across the dirt paths and ultimately ruin the already dull glow of the trees and the Forgotten City, smattering the green-black grass and contaminating what little water there was. And every day until your bones were picked clean, a Boundfat, Trickplay, Malldancer, Hungry, or even a Grimguard by chance would bury their teeth into your muscles and insides, chewing away at you and slurping up the mess. You'd probably the poor, innocent, unsuspecting meal they were looking after. Or, maybe, you were trespassing on their territory.

Either way, no matter how you look at it, you could and would be lunch.

Maybe the painful cliches that make up the most courageous of society as we know it, or the most power hungry, would go and search for these secrets and these memories that are so carefully hidden away and guarded by a tough set of monsters. Maybe, perhaps.

But which of these cliches would do it, the power hungry or the courageous, or both? Read Chapter

Super Duper Bar

Submitted: April 29, 2012

  Vassal Valentine drew her Mako blue eyes away from the bright screen displaying numbers and places, deaths and types of monste... Read Chapter

Super Hesitation

Submitted: May 19, 2012

A/N:: This chapter is short for a reason. I can't write anymore. . I don't know how to make these two interact. I really don't. Leav... Read Chapter

Super WTF

Submitted: November 30, 2012

Mako blue eyes gazed blankly through the double-paned window, focused solely on the break between a set of fluffy and ominously dark clou... Read Chapter