thread starter striker1333 Aug 17 2010
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| Hello all :D. After being inspired by Fatalweek's "The Day it Ends" series, I've decided to try to make something of the same caliber. Please note that it's NOT the same thing, it's an entirely different concept and series. Hope you like it! Notes! This is my work. Not anyone else. This is all fiction, hence Fan-Fiction. This is NOT a prediction of what's going to happen during any events in Maple. I'm taking requests for people to be in it. Message me your IN-GAME name, your class, and your level. The first attempt at this thread died about two hours ago, that's why I'm re-posting it (If you're asking). Other Chapters Chapter 2: The Travel Chapter 3: The Journey Parts/People I need I need volunteer names for the following parts: Please check the following page for available positions in the story. Please also post your requests there, as it'll be easier for me to keep track of it. Thanks again! Omega Sector: The Legacy Character Request Page Introduction/Prologue This series is set 3 years from now. It's based on the view, actions, and life of Commander Matt Maestro, the son of General Maestro of Omega Sector, and this novel starts off of on the Omega Sector Frigate Extortion, commandeered by Matt. Chapter One: The Warning It all really just started with a bang. Several bangs to be exact. �Commander! Wake up, Commander!�, I heard from outside my quarters in on the Extortion, waking me from the four actual peaceful hours of sleep I managed to get. I simply just tried to drown out the sound of fist against steel door by wrapping my pillow around my ears, knowing full well it was my energetic fourth-in-command, 2nd Class Lieutenant Fred Ganian. The banging continued for what seemed like eternity (while in reality, it was five seconds). �What the hell is it, Ganian?� I shrieked, as I couldn�t bear that sound any longer. Bolting from the bed, I stormed to the door, yanking it open to see my subordinate�s fist roaring towards my face, who realized at the last second that the door was no longer present and in its place was his red-faced commander. �Message from Admiral Kyrin, Commander! She�s on Telecom and says she needs to talk to you right away! She says it�s urgent!� He said, bringing his hand up to his head in salute. He then blinked and glanced away. �Uh, sir, you might want to put something on before you go up to the Bridge.� Realizing at that moment I was wearing nothing but a pair of red boxers with Bloctopuses on them, I hollered, �Get back to the bridge, Ganian! NOW!�, giving him the most angry look I could possibly bring up at the moment. �S-sir! Yes, sir!� sputtered Ganian, as he dashed back to the bridge, leaving me to my red boxers and my equally red face. I shut the door, turned on the lights, and sat down at my desk, putting my head in my hands. Today was the complete mimic of what happened eight months ago, when disaster struck Ossyria. A disaster of time that still stuck in my mind. Realizing that this isn�t the time for mulling over |
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