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Survival Series: Clash Of Beings Blood Festival
In a few minutes, multiple jets come over the part of the forest where the werewolves camp, raining fire on them ceaselessly and massively like it was the natural rain. There's no peace in the air, the shadow of the jets block the sunlight from penetrating, filling the ground with dimness and fire.Now the same flame that lightens their path is the same that decimates their fellows, and the same trees that once served them well are the same that fall in their path making it hard to escape. The same grass which once beautified the place they called camp, has turned fuel for the fire to consume them rapid effectively.Megan watches the scene at her safe spot in one corner, witnessing the mass execution of her people in a sad face. Just then an idea hits her, she quickly undertakes a full transformation and howls. Perhaps to be that beacon of hope and remind her people of their warrior selves.In a second, another wolf howls back to her, and then another, and then another, and then many m
Survival Series: Clash Of Beings Tales and Symbols
Kareem and Kathy sail home on a small vividly inexpensive yacht. The sea is smooth and so is the morning sky. Kathy in her bikinis and a small wrapper tied over her waist walks up to the front of the boat to meet Kareem who's steering it. She holds a cup of coffee in her right hand. "Good morning babe," she greets her boyfriend with a kiss on his lips, then walks pass him to the edge of the boat, filling her eyes with it's beauty."Morning butter cup," Kareem responds. "How was your sleep?""Good," Kathy smiles and takes a sip of her coffee. "You want a substitution on that steering wheel? You've been up all night"Kareem breathes in suspense. Actually he fell asleep on duty and have now lost cause. His new task was to pretend to be en route, after all the ocean all looks the same. "Hmm.""What?" Kathy questions casually."Nothing."Kathy veers to him in one turn, "You know babe I've been thinking bout that werewolf symbol all yesterday...""It looks like something fishy is going on b
Survival Series: Clash Of Beings Love Over Law
"No one trusts the government, good thing we didn't choose to become the government. Everyone trusts and loves their gods, this were much more comfortable shoes to fill. But this weird creatures, they hate us. It's too early to let this unbelievers exist amongst our disciples so we did the needful..."Brown sits in front of a steel table in a totally unkempt garage which is quite dim due to the absence of sunlight in there, only a few bulbs brighten the room. He's dressed in a coverall.Suddenly he hears a loud beep, beep, beep, beep...His elevator was descending. Brown freezes to pay more attention to the sound. He suffers of bewilderment. The thing is this is Brown's underground hideout, the elevator was only supposed to move when someone was in it, and giving the circumstances he, should be the only one who could go in it.Brown's mind immediately travels through all the people he has offended, and sadly werewolves was topping the list.As if it wasn't done, like a sick joke Brown
Survival Series: Clash Of Beings Abominable
Centuries ago our universe breeded it's first seed, a like specie with slight resemblance and characteristics. A diverse alternative timeline that coexists alongside the regular. So, the inhabitants of this alternate timeline first labeled everything as fiction (Fic.) before their actual name comes along. Because they were found to be living in a breathing fantasy. On the other hand, one can say that there needs to be an intercourse before a breeding. To this it's fair to say that our universe was once banged, fucked raw by voodoo itself. Centuries ago before the dawn of this incident, a great number of our ancestors gave themselves fully into witchery and raw voodoo, practicing spells bigger than their knowledge, and incantations higher than their mere mortal beings. They performed sick rituals in mass that even the universe couldn't take any of it anymore, so much sin and blood on such holy grounds. And so to survive as it is, our world begat itself an offspring. Making for itself
Survival Series: Clash Of Beings Black Aura
A helicopter rampages through the air, over the beauty and richness of countryside grounds. It tears through the thick wind towards a large horse shelter that resembles a warehouse, and drops acceleration, settling down slowly on the grass field.As soon as the landing skids make contact with the ground, Jackson drops from the helicopter in his big black hoodie and bounces towards the horse shelter in gangster pride. His crew of five accompany him each in their uniforms; black hoodies.The Man, a gentle white man in his sixties, fashioned in a long black coat and a cowboy hat, stands at the entrance of the warehouse watching them with his fingers pushing towards each other in impatientness."Jackson. Oh, Jackson, bringing you on board is beginning to appeal to me as a big mistake," The Man spits out words in his Texan accent as Jackson nears him. He gets into his face but unaggressively, "What're you doing? You think getting the government on us is a good idea? Oh, and what about the
Survival Series: Clash Of Beings The Way Of Water
"Water," a philosopher's voice narrates from a big Bluetooth speaker that takes the shape of a cube, "though seen otherwise by most, is a living thing in it's own rights. Living, in a sense that it exhibits all our predominant characters. What can arguments work out in this case? Or how many characteristics should a living thing actively display.For one, living things grow, thus water grows too. Or how else do small ponds get filled? Or earth shrink to offer the ocean a bigger dwelling space? Living things move, surely water does too. If you oppose, jump into a river and watch it drive you crazy like the madness of love.Living things adapt to environmental conditions. Watch the flow of water as it curves to dodge hills, and yet progressing still, continuously, nonstop. Or feel it as it lies on hot or cold grounds, then tell me its temperature.Living things feed, yeah water does too. Though it being a cannibal, feeds of its own kinds. For how else does it grow?Living things respir
Survival Series: Clash Of Beings Jake's Journey, Jake's discovery, Jake! Jake! Jake!
"If life was easier then as men they'd have enough time to explore and discover, hence finding out our secrets and breaking the wings of our leadership. So we made the world into a jungle, a fight for survival.No asset is truly yours, no business is permanently under you. Every company or whatever generates profit for a person is like a kingdom, and anyone who desires to would overthrow you in the blink of an eye.We made life an online multiplayer video game, and all of Earth a...""Brown," Robert enters the room and finds his son reading a scroll on his bed.Brown hurries to hide it under the bedsheet and walks up to him in bold rage, "Why would you come into my room!" Brown pauses, "Without knocking!" He yells."What're you reading?" Robert throws a question at Brown instead."Ancient erotic novels," Brown throws his arms apart. "What do you want?"Robert makes his way to the bed while Brown holds his peace, watching and hoping that he doesn't find the scrolls he had stolen.Rober
Survival Series: Clash Of Beings Jake's Journey, Jake's Discovery, Jake! Jake! Jake! Part II
Thud! Thud! Thud! Palo's feets knock against the floor as he bounces to the middle of the red zone in majestic steps and ice-cool calmness. "Relax guys. You don't want to hurt this people," Palo preaches to his men and then turns to Jackson wearing a grin, "They put food on all our tables." He scoffs and walks closer to Jackson, pushing his own forehead against his gun muzzle. "That doesn't mean you should ever disrespect me, Jackson!" His voice suddenly swifts to show rage.In a sudden shift of moods, Palo begins to laugh again, nonstop. In the fifth second Jackson chuckles, coldly though.In that moment, confusion quickly establishes its throne amongst everyone in the room, as they stand their ground wondering whether to drop their guns low or hold strong.Still in the joyfulness of the moment, Palo gives Jake a handshake and then a quick buddy hug.At this point the answer is pretty obvious, the men drop low their weapons and rather choose to observe in alert."Like always, your m
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Love Over Law
"No one trusts the government, good thing we didn't choose to become the government. Everyone trusts and loves their gods, this were much more comfortable shoes to fill. But this weird creatures, they hate us. It's too early to let this unbelievers exist amongst our disciples so we did the needful..."Brown sits in front of a steel table in a totally unkempt garage which is quite dim due to the absence of sunlight in there, only a few bulbs brighten the room. He's dressed in a coverall.Suddenly he hears a loud beep, beep, beep, beep...His elevator was descending. Brown freezes to pay more attention to the sound. He suffers of bewilderment. The thing is this is Brown's underground hideout, the elevator was only supposed to move when someone was in it, and giving the circumstances he, should be the only one who could go in it.Brown's mind immediately travels through all the people he has offended, and sadly werewolves was topping the list.As if it wasn't done, like a sick joke Brown
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Tales and Symbols
Kareem and Kathy sail home on a small vividly inexpensive yacht. The sea is smooth and so is the morning sky. Kathy in her bikinis and a small wrapper tied over her waist walks up to the front of the boat to meet Kareem who's steering it. She holds a cup of coffee in her right hand. "Good morning babe," she greets her boyfriend with a kiss on his lips, then walks pass him to the edge of the boat, filling her eyes with it's beauty."Morning butter cup," Kareem responds. "How was your sleep?""Good," Kathy smiles and takes a sip of her coffee. "You want a substitution on that steering wheel? You've been up all night"Kareem breathes in suspense. Actually he fell asleep on duty and have now lost cause. His new task was to pretend to be en route, after all the ocean all looks the same. "Hmm.""What?" Kathy questions casually."Nothing."Kathy veers to him in one turn, "You know babe I've been thinking bout that werewolf symbol all yesterday...""It looks like something fishy is going on b
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Blood Festival
In a few minutes, multiple jets come over the part of the forest where the werewolves camp, raining fire on them ceaselessly and massively like it was the natural rain. There's no peace in the air, the shadow of the jets block the sunlight from penetrating, filling the ground with dimness and fire.Now the same flame that lightens their path is the same that decimates their fellows, and the same trees that once served them well are the same that fall in their path making it hard to escape. The same grass which once beautified the place they called camp, has turned fuel for the fire to consume them rapid effectively.Megan watches the scene at her safe spot in one corner, witnessing the mass execution of her people in a sad face. Just then an idea hits her, she quickly undertakes a full transformation and howls. Perhaps to be that beacon of hope and remind her people of their warrior selves.In a second, another wolf howls back to her, and then another, and then another, and then many m
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The Brown Show
It's a sunny day in the forest. Brown, in his furry attire and a backpack on his shoulders ambles through the trees alongside his bodyguard who's hellbent on wearing a suit."So here's the plan, werewolves sniff good, right? They're gonna sniff two dudes walking through the forest alone. Then they're gonna come for us, right? You think they're gonna come right?" Brown questions his genius plan.His bodyguard ignores the question just walking beside him like he never heard it."So, when they come," Brown turns his backpack to his front then stoops down to open it. He pulls out a toy's carton and detaches it hastily. It's a drone designed in an all-green color scheme.Brown pulls out the remote and let's it fly. "When they come after us, this drone is gonna explode at the far side of the forest. Do werewolves even get distracted?" He puts a hand to his chin in wonder and looks up to his bodyguard who remains mute, looking away from Brown with no emotions. I guess that's his way of being
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Too Much Rain, Here Comes The Rainbow
...ONE DAY AGOInside a large meeting hall that has chairs arranged in circles like a coil sits a crowd of twelve people on the chairs in front, while a group of youngsters in the same number occupy the chairs behind.Though filled with many bulbs and gold chandeliers which radiate gold light on the room, the hall is still dim. Giving the impression of a cave full of glittering treasures.The men seated on the chairs are all in fine suits except for the youngsters who do themselves the luxury of heavy fashion. If you haven't figured it out by now, it's a gathering of nabobs, and this, is The Headquarters. It doesn't look scary does it? Well even witches can look good in ball gowns, can't they? One of them, Lord Harry, a native American old man around his late seventies who has a lot of white beards on his face circles through the coils and comes to take a seat on one of the chairs in front."We know why we are here," Lord Harry says as he takes his seat. "The werewolves." He speaks i
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It's Raining Werewolves Part II
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" Kareem yells as he and his girlfriend bounces on the same spot, in deep confusion of which direction to run to."Into the water, into the water," Kareem yells out loud as his brain realizes that it's gonna go down too if he dies.They quickly run into the ocean and swim further away from shore with the help of their water abilities, they're made faster than the normal human being.As Elsa reaches the seashore she pauses. Perhaps now her senses are back and she has realized herself. But what have she done? It definitely can't be undone even if she's prepared to give her life for it.This kind of act could endanger all her species, and being the Chief's daughter she should've known better. She stands near the seashore watching them swim away right in front of her eyes. She transforms back into her human form and falls down on her knees, with her chest bouncing up and down like her heart has added weight.From behind Charon and the rest of the werewolves w
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It's Raining Werewolves
"...Forbid your arms on this day for they are useless, employ only your legs, for that, that only might save you some time before your doom connects," A voice from a speaker tells."Babe, how does it sound?" Kareem yearns for his girlfriend's opinion.They're both in beach wears, lying on the sand of a fine beach in a small island village. The sunset giving off a lovely sight as the evening breeze blows them calmly. They're the only ones around."You and your dumb podcasts. This one sounds good though," Kathy compliments. "But what if they ain't real, babe? What if they're just rumors?""Five Saint Soldiers down, plus a Blacky. How often do Blackies die in this country?" Kareem points out facts. "They're out there sweetie, but we've got each other.""Ohh, look who's being so nice to me today," Kathy teases.Kareem sits up, "What you talking bout? I'm always nice to you."Kathy curls her lips and blinks in a fine troublesome face. "Uh-uh.""Confess the truth. Confess now or I make you,"
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Black Aura Awakening
"Yesterday," a voice from a speaker tells, "the streets were filled and minted with joy. But today, well today's different. The streets have grown scanty, for what once intrigued them as mere myth, lacking the ability to touch them, has unveiled itself in their reality, now with the full capacity to grip them where it please. Who invented the term werewolf? What led to its novelty?Are our minds extremely creative as they say? Or are we being deceived? For the mind, in its own right, feeds on what's real to fabricate fiction. If so, then what is fiction, and what is nonfiction? Is it a term designed to make us imagine our world as a much safer space? Why else do our parents tell us to stay away from forests and bushes? Nonetheless, it all doesn't matter now, werewolves are real.So when next you go to the market, take heed, stay on guard, for the man standing next to you, trying to act as nice as possible, might be a werewolf. Forbid your arms on this day for they will do you no good,
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What Is Misery? Part II
In slow motion Fredrick poses with a punch that's no doubt gonna blow on Jake's face. As he launches it, halfway, a large thick red fireball collides into him pushing him backwards.Megan and Elsa who were mostly relaxed to this point instantly regain agitation. They watch five Saint Soldiers (the SWAT force of the nation) as they bounce up to them in symphony with an anger-inspired grimace...They stand up to the three werewolves with no knowledge of who they're up against. Jake takes advantage of the unfolding incidence and creeps out of the way in haste, not even turning back one time."You've been found guilty of assaulting an officer. The penalty is life in prison," The commander of the five men squad announces to the wolves.Just then Fredrick stands up from the ground in rekindled anger, and wipes the dust off his chest stylishly while his dagger-like eyeballs are unwaveringly fixed on the saint soldiers.Megan taps Fredrick's shoulder calmly, "Get the spy. We can take care of t
