Persona ref.

The M40 was a rather impressive creation used sejak members of the USMC worldwide. From the newbies they worked on training, to the battle-hardened Special Ops and Reconnaissance Units.

Originating in the United States of America, the dear weapon has seen some fierce fighting during it's service, having first been created in 1966, including Vietnam, Lebanon, Grenada, Afghanistan, Iraq, and the Gulf War.

Shane Sullen was only a Junior Lieutenant in the Air Wing of the USMC when a M40A3 was thrown in his hands, as he was pushed out to defend his country. It wasn't an easy job to lug around the Sniper-...

Years of distrust and unrest finally took its toll on the long-aloof Royal Family.
Everyone was abducted, overthrown in everything but name, and replaced sejak a sinister man named Peacefather. With a silver tongue and the wit of a lifetime politician, he captivated the hearts of many Nimeans, and even lebih Mortals.
It was an unholy union, the Mortal League and New Parliament forging an alliance. The Common Infiltrators were the few left loyal to the Crowns, and even they were barely able to fight off the League.
They were all contained in a place called the Tower of Atlantis, to which we now go......

The cold night air bit at the young wolf's skin as he leapt from rooftop to rooftop, with the practised ease of one who had been doing such activities for years.

It seemed only natural to him now; The feeling of the wind in his bulu as he hurtled across buildings and over the city at speeds that, thus far, none had rivalled.

Tonight, however, if one were to look up from one of the many dingy back-alley's of the Urban jungle, they might have caught a glimpse of something lebih than the dark wolf's form leaping across the cityscape.

For tonight he was playing a game with the young woman riding on...

Okay guys, ages lalu I attempted to do the 100 themes challenge and got bored and gave up. I've decided to try again with a fresh start.

I'm going to aim for each story to be between 150 and 500 words, but that may change later on.

This artikel is a reference point, that I'll come back to every now and then. Why? Because whenever a piece is completed, I'll sunting this artikel to add in a link to the finished work.

If anda want me to attempt a certain challenge from the list, then please leave a request with me and I'll see what I can do.

If anda want your character in one of the challenges also, please...

"Shit! Shock, MOVE!" Light yelled, grabbing Shock's arm and pulling him out of the way a bare saat before an animated corpse flung itself at him, teeth bared.

Bringing his claws forth, Light, as the only one on the team immune to the virus going around, slashed right through the beast's head, trying to prevent the sick giggle from rising in his throat. Failing at doing so, he cracked into laughter as the body slumped, blood gushing from the wounds raking it's chest and face.

"Light... That isn't funny..." Shock berkata dubiously, clearly a little frightened of his brother's sadistic behaviour....

"Yo! Pirate! Get your keldai outta bed, bitch!" Taria ripped the covers off of Violet. violet shot up, took the blanket back, and plopped back into bed. Tori growled.
 "PIRATE! Get UP!!" she grabbed the side of the mattress and pulled up. violet yelled and rolled off, hitting her head on the end table. She growled at Tori, then sat back on her haunches. She launched at both of them and they both dodged. She hit the ground and somersaulted. She rolled into the wall, and hit her head again.
 "GOD DAMNIT! THAT FUCKING HURTS, anda BOARS!!" she griped. 
 "Calm down, tyrant. anda only hit your head."...

Oh yeah. This was it. Him and Estill, off to abduct Santa Claus, then subject him to horrible testing.
And then stop the atom smasher.
Perhaps he should rethink his priorities.
But for now, at the laboratory, he and his 'Chinadoll' were finding the best ambush weapons in all the Konfederaite- Kastorium net launchers, reindeer bait, and cookies.
With sprinkles.
Sprinkles of doom.
"Are we ready?" asked Tydus, wearing an ill-fitting santa costume and holding a large bag ovr his back.
"Sure," responded Estill, dressed as an elf. "Let's beat a fat old German creep into sugar-cookie powder."
Tydus grinned,...