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The Realist guy here period
Bieluvr said:Getting really good. I'm imagining Kimberly as the girl with group of Japanese. Her name is Nana? It's just the way you discribed her big round eyes and goofy laughter reminds me of Kim.
Kim is would be perfect for this role. I've switched her name to Ayumi because it sounded smoother. Will be adding more to this post.
[SIZE=12pt]“This is it,” he thought. “She is the one.” Fernando’s eyes sprinkles as if he was hit by fairy dust. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Fernando decided not to impede on their gathering at the last moment. He remembered not showering this morning and that his body reeks of the smell of pukes. Brianna’s guides was his best bet because they were here since yesterday. Surely, they would know who she was and what she was doing here. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Guys…guys. Who are those Japanese over there?” [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“They are a Japanese news crew,” said one of the guys. “Um, the girl I believe is Ms. Ayumi Amuro for Tokyo Sky News.”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Excellent guys!” Fernando went and gave those guys high fives. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Tim, guess what I just saw?” [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Bigfoot? I guess you didn’t see these tents go up by themselves,” Tim said sarcastically. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Oowee, she was smoking hot. You shoulda seen her. She might be the one.”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Yeah right. A guy like you…commit? Tim rolls his eyes in disbelief. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“What I really want to know? Who is Fernando? What’s your family like?”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Fernando went and sat by the camp fire. He became very silent and his face was full of distraught. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“You know…,” Fernando said, poking the fire with the little twigs nearby.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“I never had a family. I grew up in the White Lotus Society.”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“How come?” said Tim.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]With a clenched fist, Fernando said, “Uncle Jin and Uncle Chai told me that my parents were murdered.” [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Those two were my father figures and the society is my family." [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]"One day,I will avenges my parents’ death,” as his eyes turned blood shot red. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Tim sat next to Fernando. Trying his best to console him.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]A cold breeze came upon the campfire as the two continue to talk about life, girls, cars, and the distance stars. It was a sort of breeze that would make the hairs on person’s arms and back stand up. The trees were swaying back and forth and the hooting of an owl can be heard in the distance. It was a chilling reminder to Tim. According to his mom, the hooting of an owl signifies the coming of death in Isaan folklore. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Tim, look over there,” said Fernando.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“The glow of flashlights at the ruin?” said Tim. “And a faint sound of sword clashing.”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Get your gear. And let’s go see what’s going on,” said Fernando. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]As they edge closer to the ruin, the clanking and clinking of the swords became more intense. A trail of blood led them into the ruin itself. Tim can see men on the ground moaning in pain and agony. Their wounds were big and small. Fernando recognize these men as being from the Red Dragon and the Eight Trigrams clans. They were two out of the five groups that emerged after the disintegration of the Heaven and Earth Society. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Before Fernando could ask any more questions, a man was thrust down the stairways leading up to the top of temple. A black cladded ninja was in a battle with four long haired guys. Tim could see their crescent blue eyes as it glows through the moon lit night. Their black trench coats could not conceal their rough and hideous complexion. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Tim, go back to the camp site and get the girls out of here,” said Fernando. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]The look on his face was of dread and trepidation. He had read about those guys from the library of the White Lotus society. This would be his first time encountering them face to face in a life and death battle.Fernando knew why they were here. They were here for the same thing ̶ medallion. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Tim raced out of the ruin only to find out that Brianna had followed them there. He was very furious with her but there was no time to waste as danger was near. Tim yanked her up by the arms and dragged her away. There was one problem, someone or something had grabbed her by the ankle. It was a Night Stalker. Brianna lets out a shriek as she tries to pull her ankle free. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]Taking out his bowie knife from his backpack, Tim said, “Let her go.”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Or….or else you’re going to be sorry.”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=12pt]“Mwahahahaha. You weak pathetic fool,” said the Night Stalker. “You and your friends will dead tonight.” [/SIZE]
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