And this is the first chapter of the next arc! Hope you guys like it =D
Uh, this chapter’s a bit gory, so… >.<
Sorry I didn’t get this chapter up yesterday – it was a cold night, a friend was over, so we lit a fire and I…fell asleep. >.> Yes, that is rather sad, isn’t it? I feel like a house-pet. Wheeeee. As always, feel free to critique me or speak of any fields that require improvement. I thrive on feedback!
I’ve returned from that abyssal black pit people call…reality. >.> One of my friends who moved to another country came back to visit today. We threw a big party for her, it was fun, and it was great to see her again =D However, because of this, this chapter and the one after it will be a bit lower-quality, because I’m probably going to do something incredibly stupid like attempt to write three chapters in…one hour. Not spiffy.
Back! From the dead! My brain is half-frozen with cold and sleepiness this chapter. o.O; Maybe it was the shiny of my new scanner that distracted me. Did I mention I got a new scanner? xD IT SHINY!
I heart all of you as my reviewers; you are what incite me to write more. Especially if you criticize me, because then I’ll know what needs to be improved upon! *gives out cookies*
Thank you VERY much for all the feedback you guys have given me – I’ve been having a bit of trouble with my keyboard as of late so please feel free to point out any errors in spelling/punctuation/whatever you can note. I hope you’ll like this chapter just as much, despite however much I think it sucks as well. xD Just ignore me from now on.
A/N (Author’s Note): This is completely random, but I love writing Az’s POV. It’s fun to take a walk through a warped mind sometimes and see what you come up with.
And, Indigo…you’re right, I have no idea what a squffie is. Please enlighten me. =O
Im back. Whee. Introduction of a new character will she be help or hindrance to the thief duo?
Well, hope this turns out a little better. Bleh.
EDIT: I stand corrected, this one is even worse. It’s jerky and needs heaploads of editing before it even approaches good… please forgive me! Flame me if you want, I know I deserve it this time round. ;_;
I’ve decided to title the entire series as Bandit’s Sin, and this particular arc as Overture. From here on, the real action kicks in, and the writing will – well, may – take a darker edge. Please forgive me if you don’t like it, I will try and keep the humour in there…but this is how I tend to write things once I get rolling.
Your favourite crazy dit and his trigger-happy, long-suffering sin friend are back, with more trouble, more slime, and more
food poisoning?
I sound like a TV commercial.
Thanks for the reviews. I now have a slightly better idea of where Im going (not that much, though) but here we go
enjoy! I know that this chapter may seem pointless, and
it is. Shock horror!
Aaand the next chapter of this insanely pointless story has arrived! Thanks for reviews I shall try and spawn out one chapter a day. Hopefully. Please enjoy the return of Az and Li! =D
If anyone ever saw the Pon and Zi comics, that’s what this just suddenly reminded me of. Except that Az isn’t as sweet and emo as Pon. >w<
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This is pointless, I grumbled, whacking a plant with my claw aimlessly. He didnt hear me; instead, he was running up a ladder, chasing another of the little slimes which were his new obsession. Sparing a glance at the seat of his pants, I thought to myself how
enticing a target it was, then decided, albeit against my better judgement, that he was still my friend. If you could still use that word.
Got one! I heard him yell triumphantly, and I walked straight into one of the trees while trying my best to ignore his wild laughter. Unfortunately, he noticed. My ears burned as I picked myself up and brushed myself off, still doing my best to ignore him while he was nearly doubled up hysterically on the branch. A magician, passing by, took one look at the psychotic bandit and ran away as fast as he could.
I titled this…whatever I titled it…because I’m not even sure where I’m going with the plot. Ummm…enjoy it. I don’t own a lvl50 dit or a lvl45 sin…I’m doing this with the aid of Hidden-Street. I’m probably thoroughly unqualified to even write this, but nonetheless, creative licence transcends all bounds!