Imagine...Imagine...You are sitting on a rooftop or balcony with someone you love...It can be anyone. Ficticious or real...Imagine...The sun is setting or the moon is shining...Whichever you find more romantic...Imagine...He.she brushes their hand against yours...would your spark? Be embarrassed? Annoyed?Imagine...Your eyes lock, your heart rates increase...do you turn away?Imagine...your faces lean closer, your skin touches...do you feel ashamed? lost in wonder?Imagine...What it would be like to have all of it taken away...Imagine...
Symbol SurpriseNew Character included ;DRaptor T.O.M. rested silently in his dorm. One would expect him to be in his bed,but instead he lay on the couch. Though not plugged into his charge station, he still dreamed.T.O.M. turned over onto his side and set his head on his arm. His chest breathed slowly and deeply, creating a soothing mechanical whooshing sound each time he breathed out.The dorm door silently opened and bare feet silently patted on the metal floor.T.O.M. didn't move.A shadowy figure quietly tip toed past his couch and to his repair table, and began to fumble with his supplies. The intruder picked up a mechanical device and stuffed i
Halo:Lost Forerunners - 007Juarez stood there, dumbfounded for a moment... but then she was brought back to her thoughts when she heard the familiar click return. She spun her head to the group of marines.Captain Keyes had regained consciousness and had regrouped with Johnson's team. He aimed the sniper rifle carefully at the woman's head...Master Chief quickly stepped in front of Juarez as the shot was fired.Juarez crouched into a ball and cried out in fear.The Master Chief could feel the bullets impact, but only for a short moment as if a pebble was thrown at him. His shields discharged and the warning signal began to beep repeatedly.Johnson hurried towards
Halo:Lost Forerunners - 006 A nurse walked into the medical room with her eyes glued upon her clipboard. She looked up through her glasses for a quick moment to check on the sleeping patient. Juarez rested in the cot, straight and still, her arms at her sides. Her environmental suit had been removed and she was now dressed in a tank top and shorts. Stickers all over her arms and face that had wires attached to them monitored her health, which showed up as green status. Satisfied, the nurse looked back down at her clipboard and