guardians ch. 8once apon a time... there was a man, who had lived by himself before the time he could talk, which he couldnt, because he didnt know what it sounded like. he thrived on his own in the wilderness, silent as ever. when he finally found his way out of the forest, he saw people making strange noises... in years, he learned thier language, but never learned how to talk. he thought this was normal, and he used his hands to communicate. one day, when he went to his local internet cafe, where everyone knew him well, he found a website, called deviantart, and became a fan of an unknown story wrighter. he had lost hope that a story would not be writtenguardians ch. 8
the guardians ch.7remember when tridnus was in this series? niether do i.the guardians ch.7
EARLIER IN THE SERIES!!! "hey... hey icey... lets burn tridnus's application forms" schemed spike.
last time this series was actually written... the team had gone on a mission to the planet of the dead so they could find spikes ancestors and learn how to re-learn his missing elements. the mission went well, until they were thrown out of the hand of the titan undead known as phoenix3132, and they hit the windshield of the guardian warbase... and spike dropped his soda when that happened, so he was mad for the next minute untill icey got him another pepsi. n
spike sidestory: origins"hey there! if you've been reading the previous guardian chapters then you should know who i am, if not, then im spike, spike the phoenix. phoenix3132 WAS ganna write a story today, but had something better to do, so... STORY TIME!!! aight, today ima tell you about the origins of... well... ME! it all started a few hundred thousand years ago, on a peacefull-ish planet called pheax...."spike sidestory: origins
it was a peacefull day on the humble planet o' the phoenix's... planet pheax. all was fine, the birds spewing lava as they sung, the hotsprings bursting with magma, it surely was a peacefull day for us all... well... untill that momnt at the hospit
| likes: helping others, writing stories, talking to friends, meeting new friends, and singing dislikes: mean people, spammers, snooty uptight snobs, people who THINK there cool, when everybody really just hates him, death, injury, being insulted, and being heartbroken. |
guardians is done...
Irritated
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"I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together"
— "I Am The Walrus" by The Beatles
(seriously, wtf?!)
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current guardian ch.6 completion: DONE!!!
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