10-07-2019, 11:35 AM
@knux400
The letter before you contains a story, complete with pictures of the TCP candidates.
A long time ago, (somehow) before TCPs are said to have walked our planet, a lizard type named Brisk wandered alone in the desert sands, lost and without guidance long after the sun set. The chill set in quickly, and he found himself stumbling into the closest thing he could find as shelter, a forgotten ruin abandoned years upon years before. He lit a fire, desperate for the heat...but he found all of a sudden that he was not alone.
A corpse type, nearly undetectable in the shadows, loomed over him- was he lost? She was lost herself, climbed straight out of a grave...she left her tomb for only a moment, and everything seemed to get all mixed up. Now she couldn't find her way back to the resting place she called home, and wasn't sure where else to go. Not to mention, it was so cold...could she rest by the fire with him?
He agreed to her staying, asking only her name- she said that her name was Casket, and she was grateful for the chance...perhaps they could share stories together, under a truce. Who knows what tomorrow may bring...Casket admitted that she had the urge to hunt and chase travelers at times, but for now, they were peers.
The two spoke until the sun rose, their discussion lit by firelight. Many stories were swapped, no need to sleep, and upon the dawn's first light, they parted ways...only to be reunited now.
Who do you choose?
The letter before you contains a story, complete with pictures of the TCP candidates.
A long time ago, (somehow) before TCPs are said to have walked our planet, a lizard type named Brisk wandered alone in the desert sands, lost and without guidance long after the sun set. The chill set in quickly, and he found himself stumbling into the closest thing he could find as shelter, a forgotten ruin abandoned years upon years before. He lit a fire, desperate for the heat...but he found all of a sudden that he was not alone.
A corpse type, nearly undetectable in the shadows, loomed over him- was he lost? She was lost herself, climbed straight out of a grave...she left her tomb for only a moment, and everything seemed to get all mixed up. Now she couldn't find her way back to the resting place she called home, and wasn't sure where else to go. Not to mention, it was so cold...could she rest by the fire with him?
He agreed to her staying, asking only her name- she said that her name was Casket, and she was grateful for the chance...perhaps they could share stories together, under a truce. Who knows what tomorrow may bring...Casket admitted that she had the urge to hunt and chase travelers at times, but for now, they were peers.
The two spoke until the sun rose, their discussion lit by firelight. Many stories were swapped, no need to sleep, and upon the dawn's first light, they parted ways...only to be reunited now.
Who do you choose?