My story thread!

[LuiVeh]

Bwahahah! HN73R's fault for not putting a copyright.
Anyway, this is MY story thread and I'm gonna write down a story post by post. Please don't try and continue it, cause its MY STORY! BWAHAHAH!

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He ran into the night, passing through trees and walking beside the walls in the area. The grass blew softly, the wind blowing silently in the air. He walked a few more minutes and came to a dead end. The wall ran up from beside a cliff and then to another cliff, and he had reached the end. But that was his plan.

Awhile ago he had noticed a fault in the wall, and was certain that no one else had seen it.

to be continued

[Morder]

Seems to have a good approach to it, but describe what exactly is happening, why he's running and stuff?

[§hïñøßí]

This will probably be explained at a later time, Morder. You must be patient and allow him/her to compose his/her story and decide where and when to reveal what secrets. ;] All will be revealed in time, unless this story gets cancelled.

[Morder]

Patience is a virtue right?
A virtue i cannot grasp ;P

[§hïñøßí]

I always believe Impatience is the true virtue.
Don't you agree?

[Morder]

Yes

[§hïñøßí]

shinobi said:

I know you are a spammer, a major spammer, and that you want weapons and stuff, but you can at least come up with more than one word. ;.;

You see, I am a spammer too. But, in my posts, I at least have two words. :3

Quoted for truth.

[Morder]

I don't get it

[§hïñøßí]

Quoted for truth means that I quoted something I had previously said so that you may read it here. : P

[Morder]

I didn't read it in here, it was in another thread, you noob.

[HN-73r]

...THAT'S THE POINT!

[LuiVeh]

He stopped for a moment and checked if anyone was nearby.
He heard only distant sounds of gaurds in patrol, and he confirmed it by one of the gaurd's stupid laughs.

Slowly he examined the fault, and he signed with relief. It seemed cracked and damaged, and looking closer, it looked like it was set-up. But the stealthy person knocked on the area and soon it cracked more, enough to push aside and go through.

He went through the wall undetected, sneaked through some gaurds in their busy conversations and stood perfectly invisible in the darkness beside a building.

He looked inside and he could see a familiar face through the window. He knew that if he opened the door even too silent for them to hear, they would somehow notice. And he wanted a more better challenge.

Slowly he picked a way up the roof and crouched, invisible in the night. A stalking predator. Silently he dropped into the chimney, even more silently dropping to the ground. None of his moves made a single sound.

The familiar face and another were talking to each other, sometimes looking outside the window and glancing at the door. The room was not fully lit with light, so there were vacant decent shadows that he could use.

Slowly he slipped into the shadows and continued his way behind one of the men.

"When I get out of the military, I'm gonna run meself a shrimp company," one of them determinely said.

"That's interesting, I'm planning on taking a long ride on a boat my son bought me. I'm gonna cruise around the world until my eyes grow wear," the other replied.

Then one of them smiled, and then the other followed.

"Congratulations Dezen, you have passed the final test. Now take the tip of that gun off my head."

Dezen smirked, and congratulated him for his cleverness. He couldn't even imagine how the other man didn't see him sneak up behind the Exam Sergeant and placed the tip of his silenced gun to the back of his head.

"Clever how you got through the wall like that, many have failed due because they snuck up the wall carelessly," the Exam Sergeant said.

"And the chimney. No one's used that tactic before. Mostly everyone would just break through the door and point a gun at our heads," the other said.

The two congratulated Dezen once again and spoke more about his succession and how his future is going to be in the agency. They sat down and laughed, and talked about their experiences in the past. They even forgot that the routine after the test was for Dezen to go and get some rest.

But the laughter stopped instantly when gunshots and screams for help came from outside. Dezen was the first to identify the loud shots, and he also knew instantly that no one in the agency, or in the US army, would use AK-47 in a war.

Then his pondering stopped, when the door broke down, and a man walked through. Holding a big minigun.