Blue Rover Wrote:'Scarlet, where are you? we need to talk. not here, this is confidential crap that is worthless unless belived in, Prophesy. oh, and we need to find one Sothe. i just figured out that he is a friggen prophet who is going to be one pain-in-the-ass' he looked at the clock. "5...4...3...2...1..." he suddenly felt as though he had just had a good nights sleep and a lot of caffine. "Midnight."

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"Midnight" said a lone girl standing on a sand dune. she was major Sothe of the u.s. army. her battion was killed and she was the only one left. but the visions she had, and the acursed Headaches! she swore they were killing her. she had no guns, food, or water-only a knife. she had been in the desert for days. then suddenly she had a vision. she now knew the enemy was asleep over the next dune. she knew there were no sentries, no one awake. it was time.

occ: seeming as though the d-world is full of prophesies... i'll get the profile later. welcome humon! glad you could join us!