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| Chaos Redemtion; See how Striker obtained it! | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Dec 23 2007, 07:00 PM (107 Views) | |
| Striker | Dec 23 2007, 07:00 PM Post #1 |
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"Here you go, psych!"
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Okay, this story is based not around Striker, but around the Overdrive in his arsenal: Chaos Redemption. You guys don't have to read it, but it would be appreciated if you read and responded. Well, here goes... The attack Chaos Redemption is a move that has been passed down from generation to generation. However, only one member of the Nexus family learned this move. This story is about how he learned of it... Approximately a year prior to the Death of Saber and Shield... Striker sat up to a beautiful morning in Station Square. He looked inside is apartment and was disappointed. "I really need to do something with this place." he thought to himself angrily. "I haven't even been able to go anywhere to fix it up. Too bad no one can lend me a helping hand." He sighed and decided to get dressed. "Nothing says good morning like a nice glass of OJ." He said to himself. Striker grabbed his head in pain. "Grr... What's... happening to me?" The pain subsided as he breathed heavily. Little did he realize that this was a prelude to the biggest adventure in his young life. Tell me What you think of this so far... |
![]() ![]() Cyber Bros: Rad Riardos, Crocozarus The Eradicator, zeero (thankies for the blockie!) Cyber Sis's: Serenity ![]() Friends: FlyerMiles, RachDaFox, Sky the Fox, Pink Godzilla, Sky Thank you EKS for the Avvie and Siggie! | |
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| Crocozaurus | Dec 23 2007, 07:04 PM Post #2 |
Gone without a trace.....
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A little short for a chapter. Too short for an introduction, even. Looks decent, though. |
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| Striker | Dec 25 2007, 12:24 PM Post #3 |
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"Here you go, psych!"
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Updated. I honestly don't feel like editing the post so... The attack Chaos Redemption is a move that has been passed down from generation to generation. However, only one member of the Nexus family learned this move. This story is about how he learned of it... Approximately a year prior to the Death of Saber and Shield... Striker sat up to a beautiful morning in Station Square. He looked inside is apartment and was disappointed. "I really need to do something with this place." he thought to himself angrily. "I haven't even been able to go anywhere to fix it up. Too bad no one can lend me a helping hand." He sighed and decided to get dressed. "Nothing says good morning like a nice glass of OJ." He said to himself. Striker grabbed his head in pain. "Grr... What's... happening to me?" The pain subsided as he breathed heavily. Little did he realize that this was a prelude to the biggest adventure in his young life. "What in the hell just happened? No matter. Never the less, I feel... different. Maybe I'll be alright after I get something to drink." Striker left his apartment and went to the bar down the street. He looked back at his apartment in disgust. "I need a house." He said grouchily, "'cause this renting crap is getting on my nerves." Striker stepped into the bar and sat at the barstand. The barstool that he was sitting on was a cushiony and soft. The barkeep, however, was a gruff looking man with a stubby beard and a pair of wirerim glasses. His nose was pointy and fat, but his body was rugged and chiseled. At first Striker had mistaken him for a bodybuider's personal trainer. "Excuse me..." "What do you want kid?" the barkeep asked him. He was looking mean and surly in Striker's direction. "All I want is some Orange Juice to start my day." Striker defended himself. The bartender laughed at Striker's request. "What is so **** funny?" "Kid... we don't serve orange juice, milk, or any of that baby crap." The bartender said with a chortle. "If you want those things, then go back home to your mommy." The bartender laughed at him until Striker grabbed the guy by his collar. |
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