Tiffany faintly felt someone press two fingers against her forehead, and a voice followed, saying , “Oi, I think she’s waking up.” She heard the sound of a chair scraping against the floor, and many footsteps going close to where she was, where ever /that/ may be. Her eyelids fluttered opened, and she saw fuzzy outlines of seven people crowding around her. Tiffany realized who they were, and sat up straight as a ramrod, her eyes sparkling. read more

(Sort of a weird chapter, this one.. I think I fudged up the beginning pretty badly.. Can’t do fight scenes. >_> Oh yeah, and this time, FOR SURE, I finished editing the other chapters so that they make sense.)

Tiffany gripped her staff nervously, and activated the Esther shield tied to the wrist of her other arm. The diamond-shaped shield of energy spilling out from the small, hard pyramid-shaped core was somewhat of a comfort, thought she knew quite well that it would do little to protect her from Valerie. Tiffany slowly backed out of the kitchen and into the great dining hall. read more

“Finally,” Darka complained. “Well then, what do we do now?” Tiffany blinked a few times, then said, “What happened back there?”

“Mm.. That woman, her name’s Valerie, she poisoned the food and turned us into animals..”
“Why would she want to do that?”
“Uh.. long story.. Let’s just say that she’s not too happy with anyone associated with me, Ron, and Hung, since we, er, killed her lover.. As for her motive for doing that to everyone else, she’s probably gone nuts and kills every male that lands on her island as some sort of act of vengeance.. And then she takes whatever riches they might have on their ship.”
“You guys did WHAT?!”
“No, no! Let me explain! Her lover was Prince Ronald, remember that fatass?”
”Him?! UGH, THAT’S DISGUSTING! Never mind then.. Darka? Darka? You there?” read more

[ ….. Accidentally deleted this while trying to edit it -_____________- Anyways.. It’s a story I wrote for my friends on MS.. It’s based on The Odyssey/Jason and the Argonauts, oh heck, even One Piece.. You know, something you’d expect from a bored 13 year-old. >_> ]

He stared glassy-eyed at the contents of the dirty mug before downing its murky contents and belching loudly. A male around his age and what seemed to be a younger boy shied away, as he seemed ready to vomit all over the counter. “ Psssh, King of Ossyria.. What fun is that? All I get to do is sit on the throne all day like a good little boy. I can’t even do whatever I want.. I’m DYING of boredom!” He complained loudly and gave another loud belch. read more