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Jedi Survivor Whistling Drop

Testament Of A Survivor

The world around me lay in ruins, a haunting reminder of what once was, my hand squelched in the thick, dark liquid that stained the cracked pavement—blood, pooling from the fallen, a testament to the chaos that had unfolded. Buildings, once towering symbols of human achievement, now stood as skeletal remains, their shattered windows resembling empty eyes staring into the abyss. The air was heavy with the stench of decay and despair, mingling with the acrid smoke that still curled from the remnants of pink fires still burning brightly . Strangely everywhere was silent, as i searched for a sign of life in this hellish landscape, searching for any sign of life or hope. Every shadow felt like a threat, and every sound made my heart race. In this world, weakness was the greatest sin. As I looked down at my chest only to see it peirced by a metal rod and my leg twisted as if ensuring i wouldn't try to walk, i was filled with so much pain that i couldn't think straight as my mind was filled with the death of my parents and the destruction that seems to echo around me. Only the remnants of my humanity and the pain that I was feeling that was judging my presence in this broken reality. I wanted to stay alive i truly did, but the weight of the image of my blood-soaked dead bodies of my parents lingered in my mind, a constant reminder of the fragility of life and the darkness that had consumed us all. Thinking back I thought 'what has led to this.'
Noblebird_Supreme · 3.4K Views

Apocalyptic Survivor

"One day, strange jellyfish-like creatures invaded the Earth, they called themselves 'Zirtues'. We retaliated but no matter how much we tried, we couldn't hurt them, not even a scratch. Most despaired at this and killed themselves, but we didn't give up. After numerous losses, we managed to capture one singular specimen, with that, we created super soilders that were able to kill those vile creatures. And from then on, we began our liberation." - Diary of Jean. ----------------------------------------------------------- Might rewrite some of the early chapters when it gets to chapter 50 or something. Okay, here's something about ResLiF(call him anything you want, he has so many faces, I can't count them all): He may, or may not be traumatised of carrots, especially the little ones. Do with this information as you will, don't think he'll react or anything but it's kinda funny. ◇ Story: ResLiF. ◆ Writing: ResLiF. ◇ Idea: ResLiF, LifeIsAScaMM. ◇ Cover: LifeIsAScaMM. ◇ Proofreader: B&W. ----------------------------------------------------------- Height of characters(Small spoilers): ◇ Anastasia: 3,54 meters (11'7,37") □ Anastasia's book: 0,89 meters ◇ Jean: 2,38 meters (9'9,7") □ Jean's book: 0,12 meters ◇ Erika: 1,92 meters (6'3,6") ◇ Tyche: 1,8 meters (5'10,9") ◇ Xander: 1,75 meters (5'8,9") ◇ Aceso: 1,69 meters (5'6,5") ◇ Iris: 1,55 meters (5'1") ◇ Andre: 1,54 meters (5'0,6") □ Andre's fish(length): 1,6 meters (5'3")
ResLiF · 6.3K Views

Bill and the Whistling Death

|WATTPAD CREATORS PROGRAM · WEEKLY TO BI-WEEKLY UPDATES| A troubled veteran attempts to forget the past by volunteering at Patriots Point Naval and Maritime Museum, but it proves difficult when he's close to the plane that changed his life forever--the Corsair. *** Retired Navy pilot William Beckington never planned to move on after The Incident and has lived with the guilt for seventy years. After failed attempts with PTSD counselors, his daughter recommends that he begin volunteering on the aircraft carrier CV-10 in Charleston, South Carolina. Reluctantly, Bill agrees, but his decision proves difficult when he stumbles back into the world of Corsairs, the plane he'd rather forget. Seeing that The Incident still haunts him, Bill's new friends attempt to help him remember his long-lost joy; he attends Bulldog Tours, learns the stories of other veterans, and strangely finds himself near the Corsair more than he would like. While nothing will free his mind from the traumatizing Incident, Bill must find a way to push past his grief and guilt to live the life he is meant to live--and rekindle his best friend's legacy before he succumbs. *** *This enjoyable story has received a special shout-out from Wattpad Ambassador @RookWri78 for a strong first chapter!* *Bill and the Whistling Death falls under the Wildcard Category--with elements of Historical Fiction, Adventure, Literary Fiction, Drama, and slight Coming-of-Age. There is also a queer side character--just FYI, but it stays quiet because of the time Bill served.* Are you curious about the airplanes we have at Patriots Point? Feel free to check them out! https://www.patriotspoint.org/things-to-do/aircraft
CroodsGirl · 3.8K Views

Dropped 6942969

Sora was once a normal kid. After his life changed from an incident his life went downhill up until the moment of his death. some random dude named Steven Magee once said, “true freedom is achieved through death.” This quote applied to Sora better than most would have expected… or so you would think. For Sora death only came with more responsibility, as after he died he was reborn in Konoha as a ninja graduating from the ninja academy. a new adventure awaiting around the corner with new responsibilities keeping him on his toes. _______ There will more than likely be no Harem and there most likely won’t be any smut especially since I’m not sure which route I will take on romance. The fic will not have Yaoi or any NTR, if I do ramance sex scenes would only be implied since I don’t want to loose focus on the actual plot like the many horny writers out there do. For that same reason there will not be any harem since writers who write harem fics tend to focus more on harem building than they do on the actual plot or growth of non female side characters. ____ last note: This isn’t my first attempt at writing a fanfiction but the first fanfiction I have decided to try and commit to. I can’t make any promises on quality but rest assured the only reason I haven’t wrote before is because I care about the quality. most of my issues with writing stem from overthinking something or trying to follow too close to cannon. my goal for the story is break both of those habits. try not to flame me too much in the comments.
Noodles7575 · 681 Views
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