[Fanfiction] New Divide

Squeakishly a dit :
I SAW THE DRAWING OMG
I JUST
I love you calixxxxxxxxxxxxxx <3

500th post >:3

Congratz on 500!

Amazing story btw! :)

mother fucking SHINEDOWN

i have found calix's voice.

edit; ive also imagined all darkies (except zenzi) as the guys from hollywood undead. (yep so much song related stuff.)

da kurlzz - hermes
charlie scene - firiro
j3t (johnny 3 tears) - calix
deuce (or danny thats their new one gh) - kaine
j-dog - axel
funny man - cooper

yep

#503

OH DEAR SECOND PAGE

gdi i have no inspiration what-so ever i might thinking of abandoning this what

#504

Finally finished dis draw, too lazy to shade tho.

Here's Cooper wifout all of his mask stuff on.

If you can't read what it says, then here.

It says.

"People say my eyes are beautiful.

I didn't know that this shade of grey looked so nice in another's eyes."

Cheesy, but whatevs.
-
Nooooo abandoning thiiisss

noooo

#505

Beautyiscool a dit :

"People say my eyes are beautiful.

I didn't know that this shade of grey looked so nice in another's eyes."

yes perfect.
blu eyes are perf.

a dit :

o and this doesn't exactly relate but ohwell found a song 'new divide' by linkin park

Sirusthemice a dit :
OH DEAR SECOND PAGE

gdi i have no inspiration what-so ever i might thinking of abandoning this what

nnhnhnhnh

dont

dddont

#506

Magicwubble a dit :
yes perfect.
blu eyes are perf.
nnhnhnhnh

dont

dddont

Beautyiscool a dit :
Finally finished dis draw, too lazy to shade tho.

Here's Cooper wifout all of his mask stuff on.

If you can't read what it says, then here.

It says.

"People say my eyes are beautiful.

I didn't know that this shade of grey looked so nice in another's eyes."

Cheesy, but whatevs.
-
Nooooo abandoning thiiisss

noooo

perf yes.

and eternity.

that's literally one of the parts i based the fanfiction on.
you silly truffle.
i listened to that song while writing this.

#507

i'll be locking this because i can't write on it anymore i just lost all inspiration though i'll be making an another fanfic sometime soon and if you post anything new divide related please post it in my art gallery Topic-460464

#508

ohnn

sad to see this be locked..

BUTATLEASTYOU'REWRITINGANEWFANFICSOONSOI'MFINE<3

#509

You should be proud of yourself.
This is probably one of the longest standing and active fan-fics I've ever seen. I mean 508 posts!! I've never seen a fan-fic get over that amount.
And all those fan-art you got from viewers!
The next one you write, I will totally read (I didn't get the chance to read this one. Don't ask why)

#510

I'm sad to see this go but looking forward to your next one :D gl!

#511

*hugs all of the characters* good bye amazing story. I'm sad about this one not continuing, but I'll definitely read your next fanfic Siri

#512

TRALALALALA--

it's back up.
i ended it at such a cliffhanger so you know.

LET'S BRING THIS ISH BACK UP.

first i'll bring you a party drabble.
tomorrow.

v isn't not that i gtg soon

#513

Sirusthemice a dit :
TRALALALALA--

it's back up.
i ended it at such a cliffhanger so you know.

LET'S BRING THIS ISH BACK UP.

first i'll bring you a party drabble.
tomorrow.

IT'S BACK YAY AND

aww procrastination. ;;
-
ohh. welp can't wait till tomorrow

#514

-does victory dance- YEEESSSS ND IS BACK

#515

Sirusthemice a dit :
TRALALALALA--

it's back up.
i ended it at such a cliffhanger so you know.

LET'S BRING THIS ISH BACK UP.

first i'll bring you a party drabble.
tomorrow.

v isn't not that i gtg soon

oh no
I'M GOING TO DRAW MORE FANART INSTEAD OF REQUESTS
STARTS DRAWING ALL OF THE CHARACTERS PARTYING
(help me)

#516

[quote=Siiri's knife]Welcome back to the pit of sadness and despair, this time with Siiri (yes the author and the character. Actually the author is always here hahahaha ) .

The city was pure chaos. There was no other word for it. The Freedom Fighters hid the citizens underground. Why, you ask? Well...the city was being bombed. The women and children were hidden away safely, or so everybody hoped. Everybody hoped that their loved ones would come back safely. Sadly, it doesn't work like that. Even the little Siiri, daughter of a Freedom Fighter hoped so. Her mum was already dead years ago. Siiri didn't think she would handle losing her dad, too. He was such a great person. Mice, young and old shuddered and whispered each time a bomb was dropped, thinking the bomb shelter would break anytime now. Everyone clung onto someone except the twelve year old mouse with the cathat in the corner. She had nobody to hold onto. Nobody had any idea for how long the chaos was going on when one of Rune's teammate stormed in. All eyes were on him, full of hopes that this was over. Instead he walked over to little Siiri.
"I'm sorry to report this for you, but your father has died. He was a great man." He said quietly. Siiri's eyes widened.
"N-n...no way..!" She stuttered, shocked by the news. Clenching the handle of the tiny army knife she got for self-defense, her eyes teared with sadness and anger. Siiri wanted to seek out whoever commit this crime and kill them. But no, she wasn't allowed to. Tch, wasn't allowed to! She'd do it anyway, regardless of anyone wanted it or not. Before the Freedom Fighters' member could stop her she rushed through the door. Gunshots and smoke filled the air, but Siiri was so little nobody noticed her. At last she locked her sky blue eyes on her target. Sneaking up behind the fully-grown male mouse Siiri stabbed his back, delivering a fatal blow after more stabs.

That was the first time she killed a man and she knew many more would fall.
'Cause in this world, no prey or predator makes it out alive unless they are on top of the food chain. New champions come and go but for now, back to the bomb shelter she ran. Blood on her hands and clothes couldn't be hidden. People would as what happened. Thomas, her dad's colleague would ask what happened.

Siiri knew the answer. Yet she would lie. [/quote]

not the drabble but a backstory.
fun fact: i wrote this on the ipad.

#517

Wow, poor Siiri. Pooor, pooorrr Siiri. You've done good oh Siiri the Amaze (the author this time not the character)

#518

Sirusthemice a dit :

not the drabble but a backstory.
fun fact: i wrote this on the ipad.

you happy back story hater ;;.

#519

Sirusthemice a dit :

not the drabble but a backstory.
fun fact: i wrote this on the ipad.

Wipes away tears

Amazing

#520

::Chapter 8 “Done in iron”

"Well then, what have we got here?" Zenzi said, snickering. A grin was plastered upon all of the invaders' faces. "A bunch of Freedom Fighters, for resources? I almost thought we could starve you to death."
"What a warm welcome..." Dakota muttered, drawing her guns.
"Hasty, are we?" The German mouse said and pulled out a shotgun from behind her back. Yes, her intention was to kill them.
"R...R-run!" Was everything that came out of Haru's mouth. Everyone drew their guns and stood in front of Haru, she was important to protect in this mission. The Freedom Fighters were backing further into the shot while Zenzi and her team closed in. Pushing through boxes and falling out through the back door the girls ran as fast as they could. Again, Dakota's tail wrapped around a hand grenade she found in one of the boxes. She didn't know what kind of grenade it was, but decided to throw it anyway. Flinging the oval-shaped, swamp green item at the chasers it exploded and ended up being a usual explosive grenade. Siiri turned on the microphone.
"B7 we're out! Send a chopper, We should be on your radar!" The grenade that Dakota threw exploded quite well, there's no doubt the invaders got injured. Though, what would happen to Yüce when they recovered? Would they kill him? Nobody knew. Mitsuki said the helicopter would arrive soon, and it very likely did. Latching onto the ladder, the mission was a success.

Soaring over the snowy and icy landscape, the campsite closed in.

“Dakota,” a tapping of paws was heard on the control desk. “Why did you throw that grenade?” before Dakota could even utter a sound, Mitsuki slammed his fist on the desk. “That mission was supposed to be neutral! Now when we’ve injured them we’re going to nearly have a swarm of angry bees after us! Gah…” a silence filled the room. Mitsuki had realized, that the Invaders would probably block their way to not only Yüce but the whole city. That wasn’t good. They had a favor to pay back. He gave Lyra a glance. “We’re leaving this camp.”
A joined “what?!” was heard from all the members. That’d take a good while to move everything they have to Freedom Fighter’s underground base under the city! Everything there was old and dusty, too. Would they really be able to start it up again? What if they had to fight their way through?

“I do agree but I think it’d be best with a scouting patrol first,” was Lyra’s comment on the situation. Mitsuki sighed.
“Alright then.”

The scouting patrol consisted of Ama, Dakota and Raw. Carrying lesser guns and rifles for self-defense, the three mice girls stuck into the tunnel. It was dark, murky and cold. Lamps were installed in the ceiling, though the electricity switch wasn’t working so they had to use a flashlight instead. The girls tried to be as quiet as possible, yet their footsteps echoed in the now for decades abandoned, hidden tunnel. Raw’s flashlight with it’s pale yellow light wandered upon a metal door embedded in the rock. The handle was freezing cold and covered with ice. Pulling it open, a tiny corridor was revealed. Done out in iron plates it stunk of metal. Further, there was an another metal door. Pushing down the handle, Dakota, Raw and Ama entered the former Freedom Fighters base.

Everything was done out in iron plates and granite peeked out from certain places. There were stairs further up, there were desks and chairs. Everything completed with shades of blue making the old place look very…depressing.
“We should split up and have our mics ready,” Dakota said as Ama and Raw nodded, pulling out their microphones connected to almost something that could’ve been considered a tiny walkie talkie, sitting on the ear. Raw went up the stairs, Dakota to the control rooms and Ama down a different corridor to storages. It was important to know if the Invaders already found out about this or not. There was no entrance through a building in the city. Eventually they’d stumble up upon the sewer entrance, that’s where you come in. Or from their current camp, of course. This base was still in use while the new camp was being built. Everybody highly doubted the Invaders would search through the sewers though. They, especially that German aviator seemed too prudish for such things.

No invader traces were found. The girls decided to meet back at the lobby.
“So, how are we going to do this now? We’ve reported to B7 that coast is clear,” Raw wasn’t sure of how to solve this.
“Well,” Ama spoke up. “I can go back to camp and notify them about this. You stay here to keep the coast clear.”
“Are you sure you don’t want Dakota going? She’s faster.” Raw said. And so, it was decided. Pushing down and pulling the ice cold handles, Dakota jogged down the tunnel back to campsite. Leaving Ama and Raw behind felt kind of terrible, though.

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