In the heart of all pets is a light that can only be removed once the pet has died. Using this light, you can create the ultimate weapon but it comes at the cost of your own sanity.
This woeful tale begins in a little shed just outside of new barkston.
" Dee dee dee dum," hums a 16-year-old human girl as she heads to the shed she has learned to call home just outside of new barkston.
"Gruff!" her rather large samyoed barked in a welcoming tone.
"Nice to see you too, but id much prefer you speaking in the normal tongue to me red_river," she answered back.
" Sorry……… sooooo what do I get today from your trip?"
" A chicken." Noticing her
"What do you mean you want us to do something for you?" asked moonbay.
"I mean you two are the best hit men ummmmmmmm hit people there are right?" he responded.
"Depends. Who wants to know?"
"Your newest client." She gestured for him to come in and sit down. He was prepared to see a couple of weapons on the wall and a few dabs of hair maybe even a body part or two but not for what he saw in this house. All over the walls and tables and everywhere you looked was every kind of weapon imaginable. Nothing disgusting or queasy just violent. "So this is why you live in such a dump."
"I suppose. Now what do you want and then I'll tell you my pri
"Ohhhhhhh that looks good." Red_river muttered to himself. He was inside the black market weapons shop scanning the newest guns. "But man is it expensive………………… oh Moonbay. What do you think of this gun?" this particular weapons shop was in the haunted woods.
"I think I've already given you the money you can use to buy it." She replied coldly.
"Darn. That sucks."
"Hello miss." Said a short teenage boy. "I've heard about your 'job' and was wondering if I could join you?"
"Look kid I don't have time for this." Said Moonbay.
"But…………….."
"No. Now go home and play with your little toy soldiers or your little kitty cat."
"Wow. That i
"What's the point? She thinks I'm a freak," muttered a tall muscular male youth. He had blonde hair that flicked around his brown cat-like ears. A tail coming from the bottom of his spine was swishing angrily in the air. It was night out yet his face glowed with the light from the moon on his cheek and the star on his forehead. A young girl standing in front of him nodded slightly to keep her brown hair from getting caught up in her face. "Now let's accept the truth and stop this stupid little attempt at peace"
She turned and looked hard at the man, "Sklim, if I told you once I've told you a thousand times. It's because you deserve chance s
kyaka's story isn't a look one, nor is it particularly happy but here it is anyway.
kyaka was born to a family notorious for it's half animal children, so it was no surprise when kyaka was born half cat. the surprising was though, he had a dragon on his back curled around one word. Death.
this dragon frightened kyaka's parents and they wished to have nothing to do with them. that's when They showed up. They were part of a orginazation called K.I.L.N.I.L.(kill in life not in love)
They came and bought kyaka from his parents. they took him and began training him. teaching him to kill. teaching him not to feel. pounding in their lesson time a
A thrust a twist,
A scream a thump.
Another one dead in the mist.
Welcome to Callista.
It's a place of dread of death,
Where spirits roam and groan,
Watch your step and count your breath,
For each may be your last.
It is fear you must hold dear,
When all else is lost.
Think no one close, hold no one near,
For when war comes and leaves once more, it may take them with it.
In this place where monsters thrive,
Listen to the wind, the ground,
For both are wise and cautious,
And helpful when they choose.
Welcome to Callista,
Welcome to dismay.
Welcome to Callista,
Welcome to the end.
The wind whipped through his hair as Kyaka and his team set off.
They'd received a job three days earlier and it was going to take all of them to do it, after all killing a god is no small matter.
He wasn't really a god he was just one of the elite jack-asses of the wanna be assassins guild. He wasn't a particularly good assassin either however the people guarding him were almost on the same level as Kyaka and he knew he couldn't take on all five of them so he decided to bring his team along if only as an last resort. He decided that he would get rid of two of the better of the five, and leave the rest to his team knowing that they could ha
Current Residence: nunya buisness Favourite genre of music: anything that isnt rap Favourite photographer: huh? Favourite style of art: im getting really tired of all these favorites. but id have to say manga Operating System: ask my dad. MP3 player of choice: oh gawd now we go into choices? that's the same as favorites you dum fuks Shell of choice: what's a shell? Wallpaper of choice: = ( i dont get to chose Skin of choice: skin? this is waaaaaay to cunfuzleing Favourite cartoon character: i dont watch cartoons i watch anime's. so there. Personal Quote: we are loud we are proud we are weird we are feared
Favourite Visual Artist
none inparticular
Favourite Movies
youre actually going to make me answer that?
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
3 days grace yaaaaaaay
Favourite Writers
im suposed to to have a favorite?
Favourite Games
they need to specify more.
Favourite Gaming Platform
wtf is a gaming platform?
Tools of the Trade
what trade????
Other Interests
all things magic and anime/manga......... books to
it's been forever since i wrote anything on sklim and valin and it will be a while yet................. however i feel a need to write a story about kyaka and post that so people can learn what he's really all about..........
i hope i'm allowed to do this
In the heart of all pets is a light that can only be removed once the pet has died. Using this light, you can create the ultimate weapon but it comes at the cost of your own sanity.
This woeful tale begins in a little shed just outside of new barkston.
" Dee dee dee dum," hums a 16-year-old human girl as she heads to the shed she has learned to call home just outside of new barkston.
"Gruff!" her rather large samyoed barked in a welcoming tone.
"Nice to see you too, but id much prefer you speaking in the normal tongue to me red_river," she answered back.
" Sorry……… sooooo what do I get today