Habitum01

Betrayal is like sickness it enthralls your body. Its painful. Everything I ever did, discarded like garbage. The lies seep through your skin and envelop you. Where's the person i used to know? Both of us hopeful "We will be Best Friends Forever" I sit here now, alone. Trying to forget you. Betrayal hurts. But you don't care.

She was an angel; a flightless angel. The other angels mocked her for her deformity. She wasn't the funny one or the friendly one. She was the one who couldn't fly. She was petite and had blonde hair with neutral blue tips. Ever since was just a child she only dreamed of flying. She used to stand upon the grassy hills of heaven and stare the angels above. It filled her emerald green eyes with pure joy. She only wanted to fly. When she tried she couldn't. Was it her? Ever since then; she wasn't the same. Her flame had been put out. Her passion blown out like a flame. She sits on the same grassy hills. They fly over. The very sky its self mocks

He sat there. He twiddles his feet in the moist sand. The baking sun beat down upon him. The moist sand oozed through the cracks in his toes.The calm sea rolled against his bare legs. The calming strokes of the sea was like the loving touch of his mother. The tranquil blue see was a mirrored into the sky; the sky is blank and blue.The boats waved to him. They lay far out at sea,bobbing slowly to the maritime tune. The boy didn't smile but just sat. Emotionless, like the dark depths over yonder.

The Gunners are too strong to fight. If you can't beat them,join them. You sprint ahead and begin to flank the caravan guard and vendor. "Freeze." You exclaim. The guard and vendor surrender. The guard drops the weapon. They both leave cover and reveal themselves to the Gunners. The Gunners cheer. The leader looks at you."Thanks kid." He shouts.  All of a sudden, the Gunners open fire on the on the vendor and guard. They die immediately. The sight of their bodies on the floor, shocks you. The leader waltzes over to you. "Kid, my name is Captain Balmer. I think you just joined the Gunners." You walk for a long period of time, with the Gunners

You are a just human being.You aim your rifle. You pull the trigger. The Gunner's body dropped like a sack. He was dead. You seemed to kill the captain as the other Gunner's began to panic. This panic created a perfect distraction. the guard open fired on the Gunners. In one spray;they were dead. You run forward. "Thanks,you saved my ass." He says in a gravelly voice. He clutches his stomach; he was injured. "Come with us.We are heading to Diamond City." After hours of travelling you arrive at Diamond City. The city was enormous. The vendor spoke rarely and the Guard was on the brink of death. "I will visit the doc's office. You head to the c

As you leave the settlement, you mentally prepare yourself for the journey ahead. You leave your settlement to find your path in the Commonwealth. You were armed with a basic 10mm pistol,a few rounds and a hunting rifle. You wear a leather jacket and cargo trousers. The road lay broken in front of you. Ahead you see commotion. A caravan was being attacked. The attackers were the infamous Gunners. They had extremely good armor and even better weapons. The caravan was in serious danger. One of the caravan guards was dead. The 5 Gunners were moving in on the remaining caravan guard and the vendor; both crouched behind a nearby rock. You can't le

She sat there with her arms crossed. "Dante, I am not immature. I watch wrestling and cartoons. Adults can watch them too". Exclaimed Emma. Emma had brown long hair and a face that could only be described as cute. Sat across the room from her was a boy with black emo like hair. He wore a large black coat, even though it wasn't cold outside. "Whatever you say". Replied Dante. Dante was the same age as Emma, 16. He and Emma were best friends and have been for 10 years. Emma unfolded her arms. She began to stare at Dante, her turquesa blue eyes pierced his very soul.  "What?!" He uttered in an in a wierded out manor. She began to smile. Her larg

"OH FUCK" howled Joesph backing away from the cell door. Peter, or what was once Peter, began reaching through the gaps in the door.His undead body screeching."We are trapped in here" yelled Alister.Donner sat in the corner and began to cry. "No!No!No!" she cried. "We are gonna die".The sight of Donner crying only enraged Joseph. He ran towards the door and punched the zombie in the face.The punch knocked the walker down, cracking his skull leaving a pool of blood on the floor."Alister stopped comforting Donner and Shouted for "Help".The shouts only attracted more walkers than help.A dozen zombies began scratching and clawing at the front doo

The Rifle steadied. "BOO"! "Jesus Fucking Christ" Yelled Alister.His focus turned off the firing range and towards his ditsy friend Donner.Donner was moderately tubby teen with thinly rimmed glasses.Her hair in a blonde bob."Are you crazy!I could have killed you" screamed Alister.Alister was a  brown skinned teenager with very short hair.His face filled with anger but overall looked very caring. Donner laughed gleefully. "You need to chill out" she laughed. Her fluffy jacket shaking in the autumn wind.Alister stayed quiet, He knew starting an argument would help no one. He holstered his hunting rifle and fastened his high school football jack

Peridot was anxious. It was her first date with Lapis. She was sat on a chair, with a pillow under her to boost her height. The barn was transformed from a rustic barn to an eccentric restaurant. The single table in front of her was covered in a wine red tablecloth and a  single candle posistioned in the centre of the table. Knives and forks lay on the table. Across from Peridot was a single empty chair. Lapis's chair. Peridot adjusted her bow-tie and began to twiddle her thumbs nervously. She walked in. Her blue hair waving in the light summer breeze. The nerves hit Peridot like a train. "Hi...uhh...Lapis...you look...really really good" Per