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Sin's Journal: Day 3 - Alliance
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Lilluth's Version:
Caliber's Version: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/20036864/
Zerrux's Version: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/20002722/
Disclaimer: Content in this series will contain strong language, gore, violence, and sexual themes.
These adventures are written by Sin's hands of his adventures with Lilith, Caliber, and Zerrux.
Lilith an Aquatic Elf Pirate, Caliber a Robot with guns, and Zerrux the Half-Orc Zombie raising guy.
Character Owners:
Uluri | 
Katty | 
gearbot3895 | 
Riggu |
Day 3 of this Hell
My day started in the middle of the night. Someone placed food next to me. I was so hungry. It wasn't dream food. It was real food. I ate it so fast I went back into bed with a food coma. Morning came, the sun wasn't up very much yet. Warforge left a note for me. he food was from him. I felt so great I hummed some music I remember a long time ago. The sun was barely up yet, so my eyes didn't burn out of my skull when I went to the outside deck. The ocean is his toilet, and he pisses off the side of the ship.
I thought it was the perfect day to do some training. No one was around besides the butt ugly dead guys walking on the ship. No one to get in my way. I've been feeling a little out of practice lately. Sin had begun with simple exercises, and basic combat maneuvers across the Deck. Upside down, I watched the Zombie flat out talk like he was crazy with the skeletons. It was like a comedy act, I couldn't stop laughing! Hit my face on the ground it was so dumb! "You look ridiculous talking to those dumb ass skeletons," I shouted at him, and he got so upset! I laughed so hard I forgot how to go through the door back into the ship.
I went back to my room to get the bloody blankets from yesterday. I'm not sleeping in that. They're going to the Shower with me. Everything is getting clean. Can't believe I got caught in the rope. The blanket first! Cold water gets blood out of fabric. Then it's my turn.
Blanket's outside drying, and I'm going to eat some breakfast. Looks like I was late for some business meeting in the kitchen. Everyone was there. Warforge has his arm laying all over
the table. Crappy piece of junk metal letting himself fall apart where we eat. I listen from the side to everyone, with my fruit. The conversation kept getting more and more fucked up. Talk about friends and shit. It was disgusting. And it was like they were already including me on this crap, too. "Fuck you all!" I don't need any help. Friends are bullshit.
Sin had felt some extreme discomfort with having been both the topic of the conversation, and also being included in the plan without his knowing or consent. He began to burst out in protest, smashing the wall of the ship. "I am not your friend." Liluth had then proceeded to roast his ass breaking Sin's own stubborn will. An alliance had been formed wit the four of them at that time, with a Bargain chip of a martial arts manual for Sin.
I couldn't fucking stand it. I hate when someone tells me I'm wrong. I hate saying I'm wrong. "Just if no one gets in my way." This is all I could say through my teeth. I held my hands in a fist so tight that they started to bleed. The Warforge broke the door already leaving, I had ripped it off entirely this time. And then slammed my head into the wall. I can't remember what happened, but I woke up standing in Liluth's room with the robot. Uhg, I was sick of standing in his arms, the bed was MINE!
The bed felt so good. Feet stay off the furniture. Wasn't my bed, but still. It was really bright for inside. I covered my face. I asked for the book. ANd I couldn't read it. It was in
some stick figure language. Lot's of Pictures, but I still couldn't read. Warforge interrupted my amazing picture studying skills with threats of elven lives. I fucking hate other Elves. And my brother practically killed me anytime he got a little irritated. Why would I give a shit about death? (I only killed that one girl. He was so mad over that.)
"Liluth. I can't read this book for shit. Fix it." I needed to get my blankets. They were probably dry. Yeah, they were dry. I was trying to ignore the Skeletons on the deck while I was around, but I couldn't resist a good threat. Shitbags rattles something vulgar at me back, I know it. After I put my blankets away, I couldn't find them the rest of the night to bash their skulls in. Figured.
Sin still hates Zerrux. Has grown a little respect for Liluth, but is also still uncomfortable around her. Hates Caliber despite any handy efforts he has tried to pull. Has become more talkative towards the skeletons and Zombies on the ship.
Sin was relatively calm on Day 3 with nothing to amuse himself but himself. He might not have been a good boy, but he only broke 2 things today. he even did the laundry! I fear for how this long trip will be on the ship will effect him.
Lilluth's Version:
Caliber's Version: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/20036864/
Zerrux's Version: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/20002722/
Disclaimer: Content in this series will contain strong language, gore, violence, and sexual themes.
These adventures are written by Sin's hands of his adventures with Lilith, Caliber, and Zerrux.
Lilith an Aquatic Elf Pirate, Caliber a Robot with guns, and Zerrux the Half-Orc Zombie raising guy.
Character Owners:
Uluri | 
Katty | 
gearbot3895 | 
Riggu |Day 3 of this Hell
My day started in the middle of the night. Someone placed food next to me. I was so hungry. It wasn't dream food. It was real food. I ate it so fast I went back into bed with a food coma. Morning came, the sun wasn't up very much yet. Warforge left a note for me. he food was from him. I felt so great I hummed some music I remember a long time ago. The sun was barely up yet, so my eyes didn't burn out of my skull when I went to the outside deck. The ocean is his toilet, and he pisses off the side of the ship.
I thought it was the perfect day to do some training. No one was around besides the butt ugly dead guys walking on the ship. No one to get in my way. I've been feeling a little out of practice lately. Sin had begun with simple exercises, and basic combat maneuvers across the Deck. Upside down, I watched the Zombie flat out talk like he was crazy with the skeletons. It was like a comedy act, I couldn't stop laughing! Hit my face on the ground it was so dumb! "You look ridiculous talking to those dumb ass skeletons," I shouted at him, and he got so upset! I laughed so hard I forgot how to go through the door back into the ship.
I went back to my room to get the bloody blankets from yesterday. I'm not sleeping in that. They're going to the Shower with me. Everything is getting clean. Can't believe I got caught in the rope. The blanket first! Cold water gets blood out of fabric. Then it's my turn.
Blanket's outside drying, and I'm going to eat some breakfast. Looks like I was late for some business meeting in the kitchen. Everyone was there. Warforge has his arm laying all over
the table. Crappy piece of junk metal letting himself fall apart where we eat. I listen from the side to everyone, with my fruit. The conversation kept getting more and more fucked up. Talk about friends and shit. It was disgusting. And it was like they were already including me on this crap, too. "Fuck you all!" I don't need any help. Friends are bullshit.
Sin had felt some extreme discomfort with having been both the topic of the conversation, and also being included in the plan without his knowing or consent. He began to burst out in protest, smashing the wall of the ship. "I am not your friend." Liluth had then proceeded to roast his ass breaking Sin's own stubborn will. An alliance had been formed wit the four of them at that time, with a Bargain chip of a martial arts manual for Sin.
I couldn't fucking stand it. I hate when someone tells me I'm wrong. I hate saying I'm wrong. "Just if no one gets in my way." This is all I could say through my teeth. I held my hands in a fist so tight that they started to bleed. The Warforge broke the door already leaving, I had ripped it off entirely this time. And then slammed my head into the wall. I can't remember what happened, but I woke up standing in Liluth's room with the robot. Uhg, I was sick of standing in his arms, the bed was MINE!
The bed felt so good. Feet stay off the furniture. Wasn't my bed, but still. It was really bright for inside. I covered my face. I asked for the book. ANd I couldn't read it. It was in
some stick figure language. Lot's of Pictures, but I still couldn't read. Warforge interrupted my amazing picture studying skills with threats of elven lives. I fucking hate other Elves. And my brother practically killed me anytime he got a little irritated. Why would I give a shit about death? (I only killed that one girl. He was so mad over that.)
"Liluth. I can't read this book for shit. Fix it." I needed to get my blankets. They were probably dry. Yeah, they were dry. I was trying to ignore the Skeletons on the deck while I was around, but I couldn't resist a good threat. Shitbags rattles something vulgar at me back, I know it. After I put my blankets away, I couldn't find them the rest of the night to bash their skulls in. Figured.
Sin still hates Zerrux. Has grown a little respect for Liluth, but is also still uncomfortable around her. Hates Caliber despite any handy efforts he has tried to pull. Has become more talkative towards the skeletons and Zombies on the ship.
Sin was relatively calm on Day 3 with nothing to amuse himself but himself. He might not have been a good boy, but he only broke 2 things today. he even did the laundry! I fear for how this long trip will be on the ship will effect him.
Category Story / Fantasy
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File Size 67.5 kB
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