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TBOS R6.9: Sunset shot. The whale shark gave his little blue bug friend a great big bear hug as he prepared to log off. The bug wrestled free and gave him a punch on the arm. She reminded him to visit again tomorrow--not that he needed reminding.TBOS R6.9: Sunset shot. by *TG-Garfieldo
Once he was gone, she decided to check her mail. New message from Varra. She opened it. More stuff about how video game characters aren't human beings and that sort of thing. Oh, Varra, you lovable troll. Of course she wasn't human. She was an anthropomorphic bug wearing in a pair of boxing gloves.
But more than that, she was a teenage girl living in a world of her own.
The glorious clicks and clatters of the ancient type
TBOS R6.7: Happyville <Outlined portion funtime!>TBOS R6.7: Happyville by *TG-Garfieldo
One day later.
We open on a barren, desolate world. The whole place is a ungodly, dystopic mash-up of various stories and setting. Screams fill the air. Many things are on fire. Chaos is having a ball terrorizing people, but Antagonist looks distracted.
“Did you hear that one lady scream?” Chaos asks giddly.
“Hmmm…? Oh. No, I didn’t.”
When Chaos questions his cousin about his mood, Antagonist expresses some mild disappointment over the new world. Chaos merely thinks that the kills have been so easy so far, and that Ant only misses the thrill
TBOS R6.6: Suddenly, death. Death everywhere. Rush rounded another corner. No sign of his sister there, either. At this rate, it would take an eternity to find her, and he barely had an hour. Having no other choice, he snatched a blank book from a shelf and laid his hand across it.TBOS R6.6: Suddenly, death. Death everywhere. by *TG-Garfieldo
“Guidance.”
As the book gained its function, the Quintessence of Reason felt more of his strength slip away. His hour had likely been cut in half. Still, as long his legs would hold him, he would find his sister.
“Take me to her,” he told the book. It obeyed.
Follwing the directions that appeared on its pages, Rush struggled to keep his breath. His entire
TBOS R6.4: Wait, what? Weaving through the aisles and passageway, he followed the compass’ directions. Five minutes turned into fifteen minutes, which turned into thirty, then an hour. Still, Reinald remained patient; he was Theseus, the library was the labyrinth, and the compass was his string. Except he wasn’t seeking the way out—not yet, at any rate.TBOS R6.4: Wait, what? by *TG-Garfieldo
Finally, after eighty-three minutes (gauging time was an essential skill in his line of work), the compass guided him to a small alcove the back of a dimly-lit corridor. Calm, but resolute, he reached inside and withdrew a moderately sized chest from the opening. The case bore no loc
TBOS R6.5: Flume's Dramatic Death Scene Awaiting authorization from *Star-Seal.TBOS R6.5: Flume's Dramatic Death Scene by *TG-Garfieldo
TBOS R6.3: Not who you think I am (TG's note: The previous part, Pirates of the Camprenean, isn't showing in my recent deviations for some reason. If you haven't read it yet, click the "previous" link in the description. Sorry 'bout that, folks!)TBOS R6.3: Not who you think I am by *TG-Garfieldo
The sky was a vivid, unbroken blue, and ground was covered in so many flowers you couldn’t even see the grass. Clusters of colorful, fluffy clouds lazily hovered several feet above the ground, dissipating into colorful wisps of smoke when touched. Waterfalls came skimming down over finely formed rocks, splashing ripples into crystal clear springs of water.
A man name Rush sat the edge of one such pool, staring at
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