Roland Gilliad
The King of Funky
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(This Is based on an upcoming book Im writing, called "Tales from the Worlds Of Darkness" set not only on earth, but also In the forgotten Realms, Mainly about a young man who discovers a way to Travel between universes and realms instantly, and gets into all sorts of trouble for it. anyone may Join and play or may just comment, This is sort of a Creative outlet while I wait for myself to be usefull somewhere. The Current place of the Story is the World Trade Center, actually near the beginning in 2066, The Technocracy's Pogrom seems all but assured to success (See Mage:The Ascention) if not for one last detail...)
*Blood trickled down his forehead and down his cheek, as he tried to catch his breath and stave the flow of blood from the split in his head. His name? Shawn Willams. For 3 years he had researched the "Lossenmarch" Theorys, Or the possible existance of other planes of existance and Universes....and finally he had found the awanser and paid the price, Finding out all too well what the Technocracy did to those who would defy their laws....he tied a torn peice of his shirt around his head, and took the Shaded man's gun....It was loaded thank god, And he ran down the street after tucking it into his pants......murder...the word rang through his head like a painful sound.....murder...he had just killed a Security agent of the Technocracy....he knew all too well the punishment for such a thing was beyond measure...but he could do nothing but run, run to his lab and put his therums from paper to proof...to see if that mans death would be worth anything....he ran...he didnt know how long it was, but suddenly he was at his labratorys door, and it was nearly the morning...he pushed open the steel door, and walked in...turning on power generators and lights and other such things....his usual routine...but it seemed so surreal...as if he wasnt doing it...at last he came to "The Machine room" and stared up at it....He picked up his Travel Backpack he had prepared for this journey.....and Made sure the gun was firing ready....he began the final run.....he twisted dials and clicked up small switches, he moved small runes on stones time and again until finally...the portal that was set in the doorway like machine glowed blue....he knew that ment it was safe...habitable.......he walked down the steel steps....he felt that Neil Armstrong must have been feeling as he had....knowing he was about to go where no Earthling had gone before...the next few minutes would embed themselves in his memory for the rest of his days....the crashing of a steel door and an earth shaking explosion, he turned holding up the gun ready... backing slowly towards the portal, suddenly he heard steps, and a Woman....a woman?? She was beautiful he thought for the breifest of moments before letting the gun fall and running for the portal...she lept down and at him, just as he stepped through....she tackled him through the portal and hey "WHOAAAAA!" 'ed all the way through the wormhole of time and space...as the lab on earth was destroyed in a cataclysmic explosion......
*Blood trickled down his forehead and down his cheek, as he tried to catch his breath and stave the flow of blood from the split in his head. His name? Shawn Willams. For 3 years he had researched the "Lossenmarch" Theorys, Or the possible existance of other planes of existance and Universes....and finally he had found the awanser and paid the price, Finding out all too well what the Technocracy did to those who would defy their laws....he tied a torn peice of his shirt around his head, and took the Shaded man's gun....It was loaded thank god, And he ran down the street after tucking it into his pants......murder...the word rang through his head like a painful sound.....murder...he had just killed a Security agent of the Technocracy....he knew all too well the punishment for such a thing was beyond measure...but he could do nothing but run, run to his lab and put his therums from paper to proof...to see if that mans death would be worth anything....he ran...he didnt know how long it was, but suddenly he was at his labratorys door, and it was nearly the morning...he pushed open the steel door, and walked in...turning on power generators and lights and other such things....his usual routine...but it seemed so surreal...as if he wasnt doing it...at last he came to "The Machine room" and stared up at it....He picked up his Travel Backpack he had prepared for this journey.....and Made sure the gun was firing ready....he began the final run.....he twisted dials and clicked up small switches, he moved small runes on stones time and again until finally...the portal that was set in the doorway like machine glowed blue....he knew that ment it was safe...habitable.......he walked down the steel steps....he felt that Neil Armstrong must have been feeling as he had....knowing he was about to go where no Earthling had gone before...the next few minutes would embed themselves in his memory for the rest of his days....the crashing of a steel door and an earth shaking explosion, he turned holding up the gun ready... backing slowly towards the portal, suddenly he heard steps, and a Woman....a woman?? She was beautiful he thought for the breifest of moments before letting the gun fall and running for the portal...she lept down and at him, just as he stepped through....she tackled him through the portal and hey "WHOAAAAA!" 'ed all the way through the wormhole of time and space...as the lab on earth was destroyed in a cataclysmic explosion......