I was on my pt as I noticed a rock as I proceeded to the rock it had woken up I sudden had a seizure and ran when I saw it running towards me I thought it was a thery I was wrong in fact so wrong my heart stopped again after peering through my green cylinder I had realised what it was after that I quickly proceeded to exit the game and delete it
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Riddles of the Phoenixes series
Through the eyes of the Dark phoenixes.
Chapter twenty one : Jack’s past.
Cyra was unable to sleep. She tossed and turned but sleep never came. Finally she got up and walked through the dark sleepy halls of the castle. She passed Jack’s room. The door stood ajar. Cyra walked in. Jack was still sitting on the windowsill. “You’re not much of a sleeper are you?” Cyra asked. Jack looked up startled. He relaxed when he saw it was Cyra. “No, n-not really. I don’t sleep m-much anymore and-and when I do, I do-don’t sleep that long.” Jack replied. A abstract expression filled his face and he stared of, a grin forming on his face as he remembered a old memory. “Jay used to say I sounded like-like a T-Rex when I-I-I snored.” Jack said. Then the grin faded and a sad expression replaced his smile. Cyra sat next to him. Jack edged away slightly. Cyra decided to take a leap of faith. “Who’s Jay?” She asked boldly. Jack looked at her. “Jay w-was my brother(all I could think of when I wrote “Jay was my brother”was, you were my brother Anakin! I loved you! 😂), my twin brother.” Jack replied. “What happened to him?” Cyra asked. Jack sighed. “It’s a long story-story.” Cyra reached out and put her hand on top of his. Jack tensed. “It’s okay Jack. I can listen to a long story.” Jack searched her eyes and then sighed again. Then he began to tell her everything. His parents’ names were Aragorn Peterson and Arianna Black. They had met in riverbend city when they were teenagers. Eventually they married, had children and moved to Tortuga. Jack had four siblings. Jay, Emma, Josephina, and Jaquin. All was well. Emma got married to a man named Andrew. But then one dreary night she went blind. Aragorn ran to go check in her and returned saying that there was nothing the doctor was able to do for her. Emma was blind. Meanwhile a shop keeper named “Mrs. Lois” had saw him sneak out and reported to the mayors. Aragorn and Arianna were hung the next day. Then the bombs began to fall. The British thought that Tortuga was a pirate city so they bombed it. Jack took Josephina and Jaquin and went to get Mrs. Lois. But she was gone. Jack had left his younger siblings outside the building and when he exited…a bomb lay at their feet. They weren’t alive long after that. Jack went to find Jay but instead encountered the British. They captured him but he managed to escape. He found Jay but Jay blamed him for everything. And so Jack went on the run. He commandeered a ship for a while until his crew commuted mutiny and then he was sent to prison. With help from Jack’s former friends, Elizabeth and Eric he escaped and swam to the dark phoenixes shore.
Cyra’s heart filled with pity and remorse for Jack. “Oh Jack. I didn’t know how much you’ve gone through. I’m so sorry.” She whispered. Jack shook his head and didn’t say anything. Cyra squeezed his hand gently and stared into his mysterious brown eyes. Her hand was soft and cool in Jack’s worn hand. Jack’s heart skipped a beat and he could hardly breath. Her eyes were so teal. They shone brighter than the moon itself. Cyrus’ threat rang through Jack’s ears. Jack gulped, and gently pulled his hand away from hers. Cyra looked away. Then stood up. “I better go to bed. Sweet dreams.” She said and then walked off. Jack watched her go, feeling very queer.
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Flying along on my argy when I notice the fluff. I'd seen this fluff before and knew this fluff wasn't like other sheep fluff. This fluff...this fluff is unhappy fluff.
I take the arty to 5 feet about said fluff and pop said fluff with 325% melee. Fluff awakes and proceeded to throw a fluffy tantrum. I laugh and hit fluff again. All of a sudden argy doesn't move. Fluff continues biting the argy. I dismount and run behind angry fluff and shoot 4 rounds of shotgun into fluff. Fluff let's argy go, turns, one hits me into Satan's living room, turns back and continues to eat my thunder chicken.
I responded and grab my wife's angry bird and fly to the scene of disarray. Once more into the fraying ride upon my winged beast. I see my bird of death aka reaper, I see the fluff, I lure the fluff off a cliff with the soft bird named jersey of which my wife rides, and hop back on my 100 health reaper and fly into the sun fearing for our lives.
We no longer go near the fluff. The fluff may roam in peace.
