Cazelia
30-06-2007, 04:56
July 1st, 519 BC in Cyconar
three Cyconis (now Cyconi) preists hudled together. they knew that the Romans would not spare them. they needed to hide it. the Prophecy. they knew if the Romans found it they would burn it and all their work would be lost. one of the preists took the tablet and ran into the temple. he then hid the tablet behind a block of marble. "Gragh!" yelled a Legionarry, thrusting his sword into the preist. with his last words the preist recited the words on the tablet and then died.
August 10th 2018 in Cyconut
18 year old Johnathan Hasley ducked for cover from a incoming mortar round *BOOM* a peice of shrapnel cut across his arm, spewing blood and bone marrow Hasley screamed in pain "medic!" he yelled, dragging himself into an old bombed out church. in the corner of his eye he saw a stone tablet. he also saw a Cyconi rifleman point his M1 Garand at him. he than drew his M9 berreta pistol and shot him though the neck. Hasley crawled over to the tablet and read it
In the 2000th anniversarry of the savior may there be born a hero of the bravest quality. he will slay machines, he will slay men and he will slay the dreaded romans! let this be forth that on the 3rd day of the October month be his day of birth and may his 30th year be his death. he will again rise as ever more powerfull and strong
he then saw a peice of shining metal and crawled over to it. it was a necklace, made from gold and had a ruby in the center on it was inscribed You are the figure of the prophecy
2030, Hegemony peace talks
"i would happily take the death sentence for my people!" Hasley said. the Londinian Prime minister shrugged, took a pistol from one of his guars and pressed it against Hasley's forehead. Hasley cluched the necklace It would soon be over he thought as the bullet entered his skull, splattering his brains acroos the wall "take that" the Prime minister said
2034, Cyconut
the man dragged himself from the river. he felt like he was drunk, had a hangover and like he just got shot in the head "freeze!" yelled a Cyconi soldier, pointing his AK-47 towards the man "you should be in the work camp" the man then said "no need to hurry me i was just taking a drink" and then walked over to the Cyconi, grabbing his arm and twisting it backwards and disarming him. he then pressed the AK to his head and grinned "whose fucked now" and fired three shots into his head, splattering his brains agaist a tree. he now began his long jouney to Cazelia. but first, he had to talk to someone named Lord Sumguy...
three Cyconis (now Cyconi) preists hudled together. they knew that the Romans would not spare them. they needed to hide it. the Prophecy. they knew if the Romans found it they would burn it and all their work would be lost. one of the preists took the tablet and ran into the temple. he then hid the tablet behind a block of marble. "Gragh!" yelled a Legionarry, thrusting his sword into the preist. with his last words the preist recited the words on the tablet and then died.
August 10th 2018 in Cyconut
18 year old Johnathan Hasley ducked for cover from a incoming mortar round *BOOM* a peice of shrapnel cut across his arm, spewing blood and bone marrow Hasley screamed in pain "medic!" he yelled, dragging himself into an old bombed out church. in the corner of his eye he saw a stone tablet. he also saw a Cyconi rifleman point his M1 Garand at him. he than drew his M9 berreta pistol and shot him though the neck. Hasley crawled over to the tablet and read it
In the 2000th anniversarry of the savior may there be born a hero of the bravest quality. he will slay machines, he will slay men and he will slay the dreaded romans! let this be forth that on the 3rd day of the October month be his day of birth and may his 30th year be his death. he will again rise as ever more powerfull and strong
he then saw a peice of shining metal and crawled over to it. it was a necklace, made from gold and had a ruby in the center on it was inscribed You are the figure of the prophecy
2030, Hegemony peace talks
"i would happily take the death sentence for my people!" Hasley said. the Londinian Prime minister shrugged, took a pistol from one of his guars and pressed it against Hasley's forehead. Hasley cluched the necklace It would soon be over he thought as the bullet entered his skull, splattering his brains acroos the wall "take that" the Prime minister said
2034, Cyconut
the man dragged himself from the river. he felt like he was drunk, had a hangover and like he just got shot in the head "freeze!" yelled a Cyconi soldier, pointing his AK-47 towards the man "you should be in the work camp" the man then said "no need to hurry me i was just taking a drink" and then walked over to the Cyconi, grabbing his arm and twisting it backwards and disarming him. he then pressed the AK to his head and grinned "whose fucked now" and fired three shots into his head, splattering his brains agaist a tree. he now began his long jouney to Cazelia. but first, he had to talk to someone named Lord Sumguy...