A tale of a noglin 1
Al the noglin was just walking through the woods when a giga came out of nowhere al thought i ges this will do and he jumped on and bit. al the noglin now controlling a giga stompt through the woods a huge pake of raptors of almost a 100 but al just roared and most of the raptors ran the rest were als breakfast al started to get tired so he brought the giga far away and nokt it out
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Riddles of the Phoenixes series
The War of the Phoenixes.
Chapter three: Apologies are hard to come by.
Jay slowly walked into the next room where Jack was. “Jack. We have to go. Jack. Jack! Where are you?” Jay called. “I’m right here.” Jack said quietly. He was sitting on a sofa. Emma and Andrew weren’t there. “Where are Emma and Andrew?” Jay asked, slightly annoyed. “They went to get ready to leave.” Jack said. Jay sighed and then walked over to the couch. “Jack…(Jay set his jaw and inhaled) I’m sorry.” Jay said.
Jack looked up surprised. “What?” He asked. Jay sighed. “I’m sorry. I was just so…so upset about losing…everyone that I got so caught up in grief and…I decided to blame you. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that. You’re right, it is my fault. I came up with the plan. I’m sorry. Will you forgive me?” Jay said. Jack studied him and noted Jay’s serious look.
“Yes.” Jack finally said. Jay smiled softly. “Ok. Then let’s do this.” He said. He held out his hand. Jack took it and stood up from the couch. They shook hands. “Come on guys! Hurry up! We’re about to leave!” Andrew called.
Jay and Jack ran outside. A quetzal sat outside with a large building on top of it’s saddle. Paul stood beside it, a wide grin spreading from ear to ear. “Hop on boys and take a seat. It’s gonna be a short flight to Dark phoenix castle.”
A little while later….
A flash filled Emma’s vision. Words echoed from the prophesy in her mind.
“You will find help from one who wants something that is considered wrong.
Play the song she sang long ago and wherever the storm may blow you will find the key to his heart. Only he can defeat the slayer of dreams or else the world will tear apart by its seams.
Two brother will fight, one of dark and one of light.”
A flash filled her vision and a face stared back at her. A face shadowed with pain, a face with eyes black with rage, a face scarred with age. “A terrible price must be payed to those who defy death.” He said, his voice gravely and cold. “A terrible punishment must also be payed to the guilty ones.”
Another flash filled her vision and Tom’s voice echoed through her head. “So we meet again…old friend.”
Emma awoke with a start, her heart beating wildly. They were still in the quetzal building. General Paul was flying it while the rest of them sat inside the building. Emma had dozed off with her head on Andrew’s chest.
She could tell from her husband’s breathing that he was still sleeping. She shuddered at the remembrance of guy from her dream’s face. But was it a dream? She’d been having the same one for several days now.
What did it mean?
Jack sat on a bench in the quetzal building. Benches were locked down in a line. Jay and Sylvia sat on a bench in front of him and everyone else sat behind him. Nora and William were talking in low tones. Andrew looked like he was sleeping and Emma had her head against his chest, her eyes open.
Sylvia and Jay were snuggled up together, the hands intertwined. Jack smirked and rolled his eyes. So Jay had some love life! Jack sighed and Cyra’s face popped up in his mind. Jack shook his head. “Careful Jack.” He muttered to himself. Just then a thud shook the ground. General Paul walked in. “We’re here your majesties.” He said.
-SunnyFox57
Ah, survivors. I see you’ve made it to your final destination. Welcome to the Genesis Ship. A vessel now under my control. With it, I will spread throughout the cosmos. Thousands of years and trillions of miles from where I began. Here, I will be unstoppable. You can’t defeat me survivor. You, or that avatar, that shadow of her. This is my realm, survivors. Enough is enough. I will not be holding back. Your survival ends here.
Sir Edmund Rockwell.
The Obelisk
-Chapter 85-
“She’s nowhere,” Moonbeam growled, pacing back and forth acrossed the edges of Cyan’s cave. “I don’t know where she could have gone.”
“Don’t worry so much,” Cyan said to her. Moonbeam smacked a small rock aside with her tail, and Cyan slid her paw over to catch it. They were alone, as far as Cyan could sense, but Moonbeams yelling had got the attention of the whole camp, and she suspected everyone knew Nyx was missing by now. She batted the stone into a little crack in the wall.
“We shouldn’t have made her do the test,” Moonbeam murmured, ignoring Cyan. “It's my fault. I should have— none on this would have happened if she hadn’t.”
“Stop blaming yourself,” Cyan hissed sternly. “I swear; blame blame blame, if you’re going to point claws at anyone, point them at me. But we don’t have to be concerned. You know Nyx. She’ll be back.”
Moonbeam sat down heavily without replying. “She’s so fragile,” she whispered. “So innocent. She feels like a little sister to me. Always working so hard and correcting herself when she makes a mistake. Defending others that I wouldn’t even consider forgiving. I… I don’t want her to think we don’t care. Is that it?” She lifted her head to Cyan. “She thinks I don’t care?”
“That’s not it at all!” Cyan said. “She’s not mad at anyone but herself. I don’t know much about her, but I do know that she’s very different. Much better than others, although she doesn’t believe it. The way she her mind opens for others leaves gaps for her to see herself and wonder if she’s good enough.”
“She is!” Moonbeam roared.
“And you can tell her that when she’s back,” Cyan rasped. “She just needs to sort herself out, and then she’ll be padding into camp before you know it.”
Moonbeam rubbed her face and stood up. “You better be right, Cyan. I trust you.”
“Yeah, I trust me, too.” Cyan rasped. “Alright, I’m done talking to you. Go make sure those funny monsters are still alive,” she gestured outside of the cave. “Go on!”
Moonbeam hesitated for a moment, but quickly closed her mouth and turned to leave. Cyan smiled as she watched the Shadowmane crawl out of the cave and trod away, leaving Cyan alone.
Rockwell’s notes: part 1, the noglin.
In all my days as a god, a creator. I have never seen such a… how do say this such a little nightmare! It finds a survivor riding a giga, the survivor has cyan colored hair. It latches on to the giga and boom! That survivor died. I don’t understand what made this thing get this… weird! I have tried to remember making this “noglin” creature, but nothing! I looked through my every move in the timeline and still nothing! Whatever, this creature lives in two areas. My domain and rarely on some places of the corrupted ring. They are domesticated by letting them latch on to your other creatures, it will control them. Then jump off, repeat this until it is domestic. I have no idea what dumba** came up with this crap! But that madman is WORSE THAN ME!!! Anyway, the final part of this “note” is this creatures behavior. It acts like a oviraptor at first, but when riding on a creature it will take control of it and kill you. When tamed they can be used to take control of other survivors on the ship and make them do your bidding. Not like I already have that or anything. They are also not seen by turrets making it easy to run up to a base take control of the owner and then shut of the turrets, break the bed and then finally run of a cliff! Easy raiding strategy! Mhhh… I fink these can be useful to me!
-Surviver
