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Adaptation Pt.1

I really hated this.  Crammed into some shitty little school bus going to some jackass nature hike and being forced to sit beside a girl who wouldn’t put down her Twinkies.  It was part of my ecology study.  We were headed to Algonquin Park for a 5 day trek into god’s country.  I hated nature.  The way I see it, we fought our way to the top of the food chain, out of Mother Nature’s grasp.  Why should we go back into it?  “When the bus stops, stay in your seats and wait to be called.  When you hear your name, say ‘present’ and wait outside.  Are w’clear?”  That was Mrs. Dyson.  We never saw Mr. Dyson, though.  We all joked that he must’ve gnawed his goddamn finger with the wedding ring right off like a coyote in a bear trap.  She was the most unpleasant individual on this planet.  She also had this peculiar habit of slurring together letters that wouldn’t normally go together.  

I stood outside of the bus, staring into the sky.  It was autumn, perhaps the most beautiful time of year.  Above me a faded blue sky was punctuated only by crimson clouds and amber treetops.  My breath fluttered upwards like a spirit set free, departing for the heavens.  Heh…that’s me, I guess.  The kid who sees poetry in the most boring of sights.  I let myself slide to the ground, my back pressed up against the hardhat yellow vehicle.  I opened up my Thought Book and began to doodle.  I wish I could give you some philosophical reason for my sketching, but I’d be lying if I gave you one.  Sometimes, I just like to scribble.  Sometimes its mere spirals and sketches, sometimes its doodles of Mrs. Dyson’s head exploding.  Fact is that this was my only escape.  I may have led you to believe that this was a school trip.  I wish.  This was an outing for the orphanage.  My parents had been killed in a car accident when I was very young.  I had never really known family.  It was one of the few terms I couldn’t describe.  I continued to illustrate nonsense while the bus unloaded.

We had hiked for hours in the decaying twilight.  When I had pointed out “why don’t we just camp where the bus dropped us off until tomorrow, so we can actually SEE nature” I had received two more bags to carry.  God, I hated Mrs. Dyson.  I really wished that she would drop off the face of the planet.

Be careful what you wish for…

We had set up our first camp site of the trip.  I had gotten the beater tent that smelt of pee and vomit.  On the upside, everyone refused to share it with me, so at least I had it to myself.  I began to unpack my bag.  Inside was my sleeping bag, my voodoo baby, my CDs, my boombox…  Where the hell was my battery pack?!  Great, now I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere, in a tent that smells like a Rehab clinic, without my music.  I slid into my sleeping bag.  I heard others chatting and partying, and their loud dance club music was occasionally interrupted briefly by Mrs. Dyson’s snoring.  God…I hated my life.

The next morning I awoke to everyone partying all over the campsite.  How could Mrs. Dyson not notice this?  She hated disorder!  Right now, she should’ve had her Itty-Bitty Airhorn out and been playing sergeant.  I looked in her tent.  Empty.  “Where’s Dyson?” I asked the closest person.  “Who the fuck cares, man?” was my answer.  Had she left us, perhaps?  Maybe this was some unorthodox test of hers.  In any case, this was an opportunity I wasn’t going to pass up.  We danced deep into the night.  We ran out of songs and had to play some of them again, but nobody minded.  Oh man was I exhausted!  Maybe I would go for a quick nap, and get back to having fun later.  Lying down inside my tent, slowly the music grew quieter, and the talkative girls outside seemed to fade away, and I drifted off to sleep.

I woke up to screaming.  I had been asleep for about an hour.  Apparently, I had missed the start of something frightening.  I looked out of my tent, and for a moment I didn’t realize what I was seeing.  Strange, black insect-like creatures were all over our campsite, kidnapping all of the rowdy teenagers.  They were about 7 feet tall, and had large, elongated heads.  They had tube-like spines coming out of their backs, and their torso looked almost like a ribcage.  Some had four fingers, some had six, but in either case they were long and clawed.  Their legs were double-jointed and their feet had four claws, as well as a fifth further up their legs.  But what scared me the most was their tails.  They were long, spined and manipulative, and were tipped with a large blade.  I panicked.  I reached under my boombox and ripped off the knife I had taped there.  I ran outside, flailing my arms and screaming like a madman.  To be honest, a part of me actually believed a knife wielding maniac would have scared these…things off.  Instead, the closest three just looked at me.  They weren’t busy, so one little Emo monkey wouldn’t be a challenge for them.  They advanced, and I reacted.  I threw the knife towards them, and it stuck in the closest one.  It shrieked in pain, and ripped it out and threw it away.  I noticed that the knife’s blade was dissolving quite rapidly.  I whipped around and sprinted into the woods, the creature’s screams following me into the darkness.

I eventually found myself in a large field, the grasses all around me created water-like waves from the cool night breeze.  I was so tired, but my mind was still locked in its “terrified setting”.  I lied down on one of the many rocks in this field, staring up at the sky.  Wispy white clouds crossed over the moon, and stars were all around.

I must’ve dosed off, because the next thing I remember is being face to face with one of the creatures.  In a blind panic, I screamed and launched off of the boulder.  It to was taken aback; it shot backwards with a shriek and proceeded to stare me down.  I just stood there, mortified.  I was just too afraid to move.  It seemed to feel the same way about me.  We both just stood in the grasses, studying the other, not knowing what to do.  Curious, I took a step forward.  It did the same.  I cocked my head, and the creature proceeded to mimic the motion.  With the slightest of laughs a proceeded closer, and the parrot again followed my lead.  We were only a couple of feet apart now.  I extended my hand toward the terrifying (yet strangely beautiful) being.  Unsure, it looked down at its own hand, which was quite different from my own.  “Come on now, I won’t hurt you…”  I said, even though I knew that it probably wouldn’t understand a word I was saying.  It looked back up, slowly extending its hand.  We slowly pressed our palms together.  “See?”  I said, still unsure of myself.  I almost detected a smile on the creature, when it’s eyeless gaze shot up to something behind me.  I remember screaming as warm, wet arms closed around me.  I blacked out in sheer terror.

I regained consciousness somewhere else.  The air was humid here, and it smelt worse then my tent.  I was stuck to the wall, bound by some sort of…organic resin.  There were others here too.  In the poor light I could make out familiar faces.  Everyone from the camp was here.  But where was “here”?  I suddenly became aware of something else in the room with us.  It was one of the creatures; however, this one had an ornate crown of sorts and large, blade-like spines coming out of its back.  It approached us, it’s eyeless gaze scanning us all.  It smiled with many sharp teeth gleaming in our faces.  With a motion of it’s head, dozens of the creatures entered the room.  They climbed up onto the wall and began to rip us down.  We were then taken though many rooms, all of them covered with this strange resin.  We stopped when we entered a large chamber, and in the middle were many…egg-like thing.  The two monsters holding me then shoved me forward, towards the odd organic forms.  Others followed as well, what where they doing?  I was then lifted up into the air, and unceremoniously thrown into one of the cocoons.  I began to wheeze in terror, I tried to stand up, but exhaustion and a gooey floor prevented that.  Four flaps over me closed like a flower, and I beat and punched them until I felt my fists bleeding.  I put myself onto my back and began to kick.  Then I felt my hair begin to matte.  There was water in here?  I didn’t remember that.  With a quick study I realized that I was being flooded in the impenetrable darkness inside this cocoon.  I tried to flip off of my back, but I slid hopelessly and got a face full of the water.  Wait…water didn’t taste…sweet?  As I spat out the goo, the sensation of a sickly sweetness struck me.  Wait…wait there was another one too.  Sort of…tingly.  Wait…now kind of warm…no…no…oh my god.  It was like my mouth was on fire!  It was like I had used Hydrochloric Acid as mouthwash!  It desperately beat at the sides of my prison.  But the fluid had gone over my head.  My face was in intolerable pain.  I opened my mouth and screamed with all of my fury.

The inferno quickly spread all over me, then drove itself deep into my tissue.  I cried mutely as the liquid drowned out my painful wails.  Every time I thought I had reached the apex of pain, I was proven wrong when the agony continued to rise.  I opened my eyes, but my vision was a static of colors and shapes.  Molten lava circulated inside of me, my eyes had gone numb in pain.  Gradually, the pain became more tolerable.  Was it subsiding, or was I dying?  I floated neutrally in complete darkness, in complete silence.  My body ached.  The numb, twitching pains slowly intensified.  Suddenly, with an audible crack, it felt like my ribcage had suddenly been blown outwards.  This was worse than the burning.  It was like my insides were a fine powder, being formed into bricks before instantly being smashed.  Fireworks were going off inside of me.  I convulsed inside of my prison as my bones exploded and were remolded.  I screamed in agony, but my jaw popped out of it’s sockets and felt like it was being stretched.  My eye sockets felt like balloons, their indentations in my skull felt like they were being pushed out, becoming just another smooth surface of bone.  My nose cracked and shattedered and felt like it was disappearing.  With a shriek, it felt like my tailbone and shot strait out of my body, and right into a giant pencil sharpener.  My head felt like it was going to explode, and I felt ropes jerking the front and back of my head away from each other.  Needles of fire were being pushed deeper and deeper into my skin.  I couldn’t scream anymore.  I was just in too much pain.  I moaned and twitched in pain as the stretching and burning subsided.  Just as I thought that this torture was over however, I felt railroad spikes explode out of my back.  I was a banshee at that point.  I screamed in complete silence with all of hell’s fury.

I awoke once again in complete darkness.  I felt warm air all around me.  I remembered the pain, and was confused that right now I was feeling remarkably well.  I felt like I had just come out of a warm bath, you know, all warm and sticky, but different somehow.  It felt very good.  With an almost inaudible ‘whish’ the cocoon opened, and warm humid air flooded in.  I got up and stretched.  I looked around the room, and was startled my vision.  Even the darkest corners of the room seemed detailed to me.  I tiredly climbed out of the egg.  I was dazed, like I had been sleeping for days.  I saw an…entrance of sorts ahead of me.  I was going to get out of this hell hole.  As I got close, one of the beings dropped form the ceiling.  This one had an ornate skull too, sort of like the other, but far less impressive.  I was surprised that I hadn’t noticed it.  -Don’t move, Drone.- The words were spoken quite clearly in my mind.  I tried to say “What?  What’s a drone?” but the voice was not my own.  All that came out was a plethora of shrieks and hisses.  I locked up in horror.  No, god no, I didn’t just hear that.  Backing up, I tripped over something, and with a wet thud I crashed to the floor.  Looking down my fallen body, I saw a pair of the creature’s legs tangled up in a long bladed tail.  My hands shot up to my head.  I saw clawed hands, each with six fingers.  I felt my face.  There was a powerful jaw with sharp teeth, and above it, where my vision came from, I felt no eyes.  Oh sure, I felt my new hands and head touching each other, just no eyes, or ears for that matter, yet I could see and hear just fine.  I was one of them.  My mind had locked up.  I tried to scream, but the only thing that came out was a nightmarish shriek.  I tried to run in terror, but my new body forbid it.  I quickly fell to the floor once again.  I looked up to see two of the crowned monsters looking down at me.  I winced as another message was played in my brain.  –You will cooperate, Drone.-  I wanted to yell “piss off”, but I was already well aware of my inability to speak.  Instead, I made a fist and swung at one of them from the floor.  To my surprise, he caught my wrist and threw me to the side.  The two then pounced on my back, pinning me to the floor.   –You will adapt to serve our queen, Drone.-  I continued to struggle on the floor.  I managed to see the two look at each other, before they both shot out a smaller set of teeth from their mouths.  The punctured my back lightly, and I felt the same sensation as the time I was bitten by a snake.  I felt woozy, and my muscles seemed to relax by themselves.  The two then lifted me up triumphantly and carried me out of the room.

I was half awake as I was carried down what seemed like endless hallways, my new tail dragging along the ground being the only thing keeping me aware that I wasn’t dreaming.  I heard screams and wails echoing all around.  I wanted to die.  We came to a small hole in the ground.  A message now entered my mind, but this time it wasn’t angry.  It had an almost satisfied quality to it, like the pair of creatures got some sort of sick kick out of doing this.  –Welcome to your new life, Drone.-  I was subsiquencially thrown down into the small cave.  I did the best as I could to curl up in the corner.  I was alone and afraid.

Well…afraid at least.  –'ello there…newcomer…-
This is part one of a trial series. I only had limited time so please don't say it's short. Trust me, I already know...

Hope U Likz :D :D :D

I don't own Xenomorphs/Aliens (Obvee). However, I do own the characters portrayed in this story.
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:iconjhg99:
JHG99 Featured By Owner May 8, 2014
Very excellent maybe some time if your interested we could discuss a few ideas together?
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fishtoast Featured By Owner Jan 15, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
this is awsome i must read more
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squibble9 Featured By Owner Mar 31, 2013
my favorite thing about xenomorphs is we no almost nothing about their society or culture so we can just make it up to suit our purposes
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evfan13 Featured By Owner Jun 6, 2011
Is a "voodoo baby" what I think it is?
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aliensRmyPEOPLE Featured By Owner Jun 15, 2011
That depends: What do you THINK it is? XD
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evfan13 Featured By Owner Jun 16, 2011
lol. i think it's a voodoo doll in baby form
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unggoyboss Featured By Owner May 28, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
i hate being a human i wish i could just be a xenomorph
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aliensRmyPEOPLE Featured By Owner Jun 15, 2011
I'm in the same boat as you.
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unggoyboss Featured By Owner May 28, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
epic story
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aliensRmyPEOPLE Featured By Owner Jun 15, 2011
Danke :D
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evfan13 Featured By Owner Mar 10, 2011
nice TF. :)
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aliensRmyPEOPLE Featured By Owner Mar 10, 2011
Merci monsieur! ^^
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InvaderZim98 Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2010
Oh my gosh, this has to be one of the most AMAZING things I've ever laid eyes on! I AM NOT WORTHY!:worship:
Is there another part????
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aliensRmyPEOPLE Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2010
Thank you! ^^ I'm glad it appeals to you so much! I believe I've posted 3 parts so far, but part 4 will have to wait till I finish with the walkthrough I'm working on.
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InvaderZim98 Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2010
Ok, cool! I shall look for them and read them, as well as fave them! :dummy:
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Coredeath Featured By Owner Feb 23, 2010
(EDIT LOL) Wow best TF story Ive read in a good long while, no Im serious! And on a subject Xeno I love, I didnt think anyone wrote stories on these guys, you just made my day sir! I had a go writing one last night but you got any tips? lol + fav and +watch, cant wait to see the next part, can I be in it! pls pls pls pls huuhuhuhuhuh?! lol
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aliensRmyPEOPLE Featured By Owner Mar 8, 2010
Thanksies, I'm glad ya liked it ^^

Oh, and if you want to be a character in my next story, I think it can definately be arranged! ^^
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Coredeath Featured By Owner Mar 8, 2010
Its stories like yours that really make me love having my Xeno costume even more! :D And I would deeply, deeply, DEEPLY love being a character in your next story, I might very well pass out! Thank you sir! :D :salute:
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aliensRmyPEOPLE Featured By Owner Mar 8, 2010
No problem! ^^ Just write up a bio and I'll work it into the story!
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Coredeath Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2010
Ah! Thats where I need your help, what one were you planning to work it into, and two, what kind of character could you think would go well, a civillian? Police? Army? gonna make a human one, not to press ideas though but maybe Wills first catch? lol ^^;
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aliensRmyPEOPLE Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2010
Gonna work on Adaptation for a while, and I think that a police officer would make an interesting character. I do also like th idea of Will catching this character, it would present an interesting scenario. ^^
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Coredeath Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2010
Ok, intsead of flooding your story comments I'll note ya instead m8 ^^. And one does try to present another great writer with ideas hehe
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Coredeath Featured By Owner Feb 23, 2010
Wow, best TF story I
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SethDragon21 Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2010
I love all your alien stories, they're my favorite ones on devianART
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aliensRmyPEOPLE Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2010
Wow, I'm honored ^^

I might write more in the future, but it might be hard to in the next little while. -_-

Anyways, thanks again :D
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Kuroyo19 Featured By Owner Feb 27, 2009  Hobbyist General Artist
This is really good! :'D I have a story too and it's about me as an Xenomorph Empress. ^^ I can't wait to read more of this. :)
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aliensRmyPEOPLE Featured By Owner Mar 1, 2009
Thanksies, glad you like it! :D

Ooo, really? I'll have to give your story a read! ^^
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wayne234 Featured By Owner Aug 17, 2008
You're an awesome writer, Nok! :+favlove:
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aliensRmyPEOPLE Featured By Owner Oct 11, 2008
Thanks St'hisss! XD (Sorry about the lack of action on our Xenophile RP...I haven't had much free time lately. Seems like everyone wants a piece of me these days... O.o)
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wayne234 Featured By Owner Oct 11, 2008
That's ok, I can understand that. I myself have been busy with college and stuff. How have you been, btw?
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aliensRmyPEOPLE Featured By Owner Oct 12, 2008
Meh...been stuck in therapy, mostly. When my parents heard about the "whole alien obsession thing" (as they put it), they were convinced that it was some sort of disease that could be cured in therapy...

...so more or less, the usual stuff. XD
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wayne234 Featured By Owner Oct 12, 2008
A disease? Ha! I hope you get let out of the therapy as soon as they realize there's nothing wrong with you. I hope you get a chance to return to Xenophile.
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miss-triggy-is-cool Featured By Owner Aug 12, 2008
love it! i can't wait till part 2 comes out.
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aliensRmyPEOPLE Featured By Owner Oct 11, 2008
Thanks! :D P2 is almost done, actually; it's quite a bit longer than part one. It's just so hard for me to continue writing from part one. I'm a TF artist, thus writing about something POST tf seems...difficult at points... o.O
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miss-triggy-is-cool Featured By Owner Oct 12, 2008
you're welcome, i look forward to reading it
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Dougoodboy Featured By Owner Aug 5, 2008  Student
That Was a Cool Story...... Like The Mimicing Bit.. nd he jst decided to give in his hand........ :w00t:
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aliensRmyPEOPLE Featured By Owner Aug 8, 2008
Thanks, it's always great to hear that someone likes my work!
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Dougoodboy Featured By Owner Aug 10, 2008  Student
You have a Wonderful creative mind.... wish i could write like that... jst can't get those descriptive words in my head... ur great....:reading: i'd hope to reading anymore about aliens from you.!!:alientwo:
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nargus Featured By Owner May 18, 2008
Ooohhhh when there'll be part 2? :D
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aliensRmyPEOPLE Featured By Owner Aug 8, 2008
Definately! :D
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Drakkainen Featured By Owner May 8, 2008
Nice... when ( or even "if") will show up part 2 ?
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aliensRmyPEOPLE Featured By Owner Aug 8, 2008
Dunno. I've been trying to get an H3 Machinima going, so probably some time.
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Foxoftruth Featured By Owner Nov 13, 2007   Photographer
Interesting...this is quite good. You manage to give detail and inform us of how the character feels while keeping the pace of the story.
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aliensRmyPEOPLE Featured By Owner Nov 14, 2007
Thanks, I try to, even though sometimes I know my stories go a bit fast....
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Foxoftruth Featured By Owner Nov 14, 2007   Photographer
You do quite well.
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XenoPredDragon Featured By Owner Nov 13, 2007  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Oh god, I can't wait for part 2. :excited:
And I just never get tired of the part where you change into a Xeno. :giggle:
And it was so well detailed I could almost see it as a movie played off in my head.
The story was great (as all the other you have written so far I've seen), keep it up and you are the one who makes me want to read the stories who is added on DA!!

Automatically fav! :glomp:
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aliensRmyPEOPLE Featured By Owner Nov 13, 2007
Geez...I'm flattered! :D Well, I'm a mutational/transformational artist, so those sorts of scenes are pretty much a staple in my work. Expect more of them in part two! :D :D :D
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XenoPredDragon Featured By Owner Nov 13, 2007  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Cool, then I just can't wait for more of your further work! XD
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TheeFirstChildOfSin Featured By Owner Nov 13, 2007
Nice, I like where this one is headed, can't wait to read more of your work.
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aliensRmyPEOPLE Featured By Owner Nov 13, 2007
Thanks! :D I'm sorry that the beginning was so fast paced. I just can't tolerate writing about being human, I mean, I have to be one every day! XD
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