Fallen Stars, Chapter 1 Fallen StarsFallen Stars, Chapter 1 by *Takashidaimao
Chapter 1: Renegade Waltz - Part 1
That cell. That dreary, concrete-slab cell. For as long as he existed, he'd been locked in that little room. It was the first place he could remember being; not held close in a loving mother's arms, but locked in a cage. Hell, for the longest time, he had no concept of what the word 'Mother' meant. There were no caring parents where he was born. There were only the apathetic scientists. The endless tests. The needles. And, of course, that plain white concrete wall he'd stare at all day… Until they came to get him for more tests.
Who was he, exactly? If you'd have asked him back the
Peaceful 
| "Mare or Doe? I'm not quite a horse, more like a antelope but kinda like a deer llama had a foal with a donkey with one horn. and I can't give you my licence officer, for you are head crab zombie" |
Sta.sh
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I will start World War III
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PERFECT WORLD INTERNATIONAL
SERVER~ DREAM WEAVER
NAME~ FHAWN-VENOMANCER
GUILD~ DarkMist
"Only as gay, as a were-beast wielding a Marlboro riding a unicorn into the universe eating a mango."
~~Mel-Mareena
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PERFECT WORLD INTERNATIONAL
SERVER~ DREAM WEAVER
NAME~ FHAWN-VENOMANCER
GUILD~ DarkMist
"Only as gay, as a were-beast wielding a Marlboro riding a unicorn into the universe eating a mango."
~~Mel-Mareena
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PERFECT WORLD INTERNATIONAL
SERVER~ DREAM WEAVER
NAME~ FHAWN-VENOMANCER
GUILD~ DarkMist
"Only as gay, as a were-beast wielding a Marlboro riding a unicorn into the universe eating a mango."
~~Mel-Mareena
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There's just something about seeing the strokes of a pencil against the relief of the paper, something about the smell of cedarwood and colourstrip, something about getting smudges of colour on your fingers, ...something I love about traditional media.