“This is getting worse and worse.” Foxx muttered weakly, nibbling on the end of an herb she had found in the grass. Her wounds were healing slowly, and to make things worse, she feared her pet Wild Rose, (Named Rose. Oh, I’m so creative. XD) was hurt. Rose had left a few days ago to find actual food for Foxx, but had promised that she’d also try and get help, as well. read more

I play Blackout RO, a private RO server. Foxx’s level is higher than the usual, and I thought I’d point this out because eventually, someone else might. Don’t plox. x) I’m including a picture with this story. It looks basically nothing much like my original Assassin Cross drawing, but since my scanner’s broken, I had to do the best I could. In truth, neither drawings have much resemblance to a REAL female SinX. But oh well. x) My story’s also going to be in third person. I’ve concluded it’s too much torture to write in first. >> read more