forum The Vault (Closed)

Started February 28, 2019 by @Anonymoose

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This is gonna be a good story

Are you guys ready to start?

Yeah lets do it

Sweet then lets begin

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The crisp autumn air blows past Mallory as she walks to The Grind House, a cafe she works at.

Tristan charged past groups of people, the wind rushing through his extremely fluffy ginger hair. Time to find a beast to kill! He thought excitedly.

Mallory ignores the catcalls and just starts walking quicker

Finnegan perched on the crumbling ledge of an old wall, a makeshift guitar of scrap metal and plywood clasped in his hands. He strummed softly, a small bin by his feet for tips as he began to sing along in the early morning light.

Mallory arrived at work and immediately puts her apron on.
“The faster I get ready, the quicker I go home.” She thought to herself as she walked up to the cash register.

The gates of the town came into view and Tristan grinned as he saw the trees rustle with creatures and wind, "I wonder who's gonna get killed today?" He chirped, clanking his brass knuckles together.

(Ah yeah so forgot to mention Trouble has brass knuckles that he occasionally uses to kill animals. It has little spikes on each knuckle and he hides them from everyone in fear of them getting taken away because they're dangerous)

Finn sat still for a moment, his bin empty spare for a coin or two. He began altering his song, strumming in time with the birdsong around him, and whistling along this time. He succeeded in attracting some sparrows to sit on the wall with him, but not much else.

Mallory is finally on her lunch break so she decides to for a walk around the abandoned part of town

(Yes of course)

Tristan easily climbed into a high perch of a tree, took of his headphones and put them around his neck, and listened for distinct animal noises, sitting on all fours, his hand hands gripping the branch.

She takes a deep breath as all the distant noises are finally gone. She enjoys the silence.

A plump robin flew gracefully through the forest when it was close enough, Tristan leaped out of the tree and slammed his fists into the bird, then heard a horribly loud squak, and heard the bones crack. Tristan thumped to the ground landing on his feet.