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Your World Entry: Pristine The city of Pristine was set on the side of a tall cliff. Thousands of years of human habitation had turned it into the most impressive city in the world. Sitting Hundreds of feet up a sheer cliff side thousands of feet tall, it had a reputation of never being taken. It ruled a stretch of land that extended many weeks of travel out, counting hundreds of cities as its thralls. The warriors of its armies were said to have been unmatched in battle. Cartloads of valuables poured into the city as tribute every day. Things had been this way for hundreds of years. Pristine held the woYour World Entry: Pristine
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GraffitiMarkus carefully mixed the concoction with his ground flowers. It made a nice violet. Paint had become rare since the invasion, partially due to people like him. Before the invasion, cans of spray paint could be bought at the local store. Now he had to be content with a brush and homemade paint. The city had become much more drab since the Skee came. The cops would only slap a small fine, maybe a little community service. The Skee played for keeps though. They sent people to labor camps, or killed them outright. That didn't stop him though. There were fewer artists such as himself left, but that only made him more determined to briGraffiti
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The death of Humanity.Elasticred monitored his boards carefully as the delicate instruments in his ship picked up the last messages of a long-dead civilization. His name wasn't really Elasticred, but something that translated as such. He was a member of the Radio archology fleet. A vast fleet of ships whom would track the development of the sublight radio waves that the vanished civilization broadcast. This one was proving to be a treasure trove. This civilization lasted longer than most. It seemed to have been on the cusp of crossing to the point where it would have met Elasticred's race as equals. They didn't make it, and it was Elasticred's job to piece togetheThe death of Humanity.
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Under Earth's Blue Moon.Under Earth's Blue MoonUnder Earth's Blue Moon.
Awakening Day, Facility 12, Early Evening He gagged as the object slid up his throat. He tried to cough, but he couldn't. The strange object was in the way. “Exhale!” The voice was mechanical, and raw to his ears. It hurt to hear it. There was a series of clicks and whistles. They hurt his head. Where was he? “Exhale!” The volume of the voice had gone up. He couldn't exhale, there was something in his throat, he tried to cough again. Some fluid dribbled down his cheek. it burned! He tried to move his arms to wipe it off, but th
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The Tower: Chapter One"Across shifting expanses it rose, like a tower of hope among a land of chaos. The people heeded its coming much like they would if the gods were to walk among them, throwing their lives and blessings at the foot of the structure. It is said that the monument to freedom will always stand, abrupt and beautiful against the seemingly violent horizon. In the light of day it shines with purity, in the shadow of night, hope. What more the world could have wished for at this time was unknown, a symbol of unity and hope in a land of hell....." -Scridian Tome: The Tower;The Tower: Chapter One
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To be questioning your faith
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