Rynk story
Note: This is not planned to be a permanent series, but basically guide-lines to Rynk’s past.
Part one
I had the same dream again. The dream of a giant black tower, with spikes all around it. It used to scare me so much when I saw that, but now it just confuses me. Unfortunately it’s not the dream that becomes the least of my problems. I don’t know why but for some reason every time I have that dream, I wake up as a captive of someone. Here we go again.
In a large darkened room, a female lynx is tied to a chair, with a large black bag over her head, and armed mobians surrounding her. The one who appeared to be the leader pulled off the bag, revealing her face.
She had pale green eyes, and pale green pupils for starters of strangeness. Her pelz was pale brown, and her hair was black. She had curved designs on all of her stripes, which all faded into blue at their edges. She was fairly short, and was wearing a purple one-sleave top, and a purple skirt, as well as jewelry.
“So,” She began to say in a Persian accent, “Why am I captured this time?"
“Don’t speak unless spoken too!” the leader snarled through his scheme-mask.
“Well Du just spoke to me so… SPEAK SPEAK SPEAK SPEAK SPEAK SPEAK SP-“
“Shut it!” The leader slapped the girl across the face, leaving a large bruise under her eye. “We have some Fragen that Du are going to answer.”
“Such as…”
“Where is the suitcase?!”
“Suitcase… okay… what suitcase?”
“The one Du stahl, stola from Idolza!”
“Oooooooooooh. That one. Well he stahl, stola it from me first!”
The leader slapped her again. “Keep talking like that, and we’ll just find someone else to answer our questions.”
“No Du won’t. I’m the one who stahl, stola it, remember?”
“… Just tell us where Du hid it, and we’ll set Du free.”
“Oh really!? Thank Du kind man that slapped me on the face, and threatened to murder me! I trust Du so much now!”
“Fine. Tell us where it is, and you’ll die quickly.”
“Uh…. No.”
Once again the man slapped her, then walked out the door. The other kidnappers pointed their Pistolen at her, and waited. After a few Minuten one knelt down and sagte “Please just tell us. We only want to get our medicine back.”
The girl gave a smirk then spat on the man’s face, which then began to burn. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!” He screamed as he ripped off his mask, and covered his face in his hands.
“Whoa… What did I have for abendessen last night?” The girl chuckled. “Well this was fun, but…” *WHAM* The lynx-girl slammed her feet into the ground, which sent a giant vibration across the room, cracking the floor open, and knocking down her foes, and collapsing the roof on oben, nach oben of them.
She then took her extremely sharp claws, and quickly cut through the rope, and walked out into a deserted neighborhood, where most of the houses were destroyed.
“Well that’s creepy.” She noted. She began to walk off, but was shot through the shoulder from behind. She fell to the ground in pain, with her hand over her wounded side. “Right… forgot about the leader dude.”
The masked leader walked up from behind the girl and was about to place two shots through her back, but she flipped upward, and fan-kicked his arm, then jumped up and placed her hand on his head, with her nails digging lightly into his skull. She waited a moment for him to pass out, then once he did, she collapsed into a sitting stance, with her shoulder still bleeding.
Weiter she slowly dug her thin claws into the wound and pulled out the bullet, then took a piece of cloth that she had tied to her ankle, and placed it on the wound, as not to let too much blood out.
The Lynx girl eventually stood up and began walking across the city, until she came to a dumpster, where she took a now stained suitcase from, and opened it. Inside were five syringes and a note saying “Blank Energy signature mark two”.
“Hello beautiful. Thought they already found you.” She sagte as she took out a syringe. Weiter the girl injected a very small amount of the serum into her left shoulder, which instantly healed her. Finally, she placed the syringe back inside of the suitcase, then walked off with it through the city.
“Now I’ve just got to figure out what this came from.” She sagte to herself.
Note: This is not planned to be a permanent series, but basically guide-lines to Rynk’s past.
Part one
I had the same dream again. The dream of a giant black tower, with spikes all around it. It used to scare me so much when I saw that, but now it just confuses me. Unfortunately it’s not the dream that becomes the least of my problems. I don’t know why but for some reason every time I have that dream, I wake up as a captive of someone. Here we go again.
In a large darkened room, a female lynx is tied to a chair, with a large black bag over her head, and armed mobians surrounding her. The one who appeared to be the leader pulled off the bag, revealing her face.
She had pale green eyes, and pale green pupils for starters of strangeness. Her pelz was pale brown, and her hair was black. She had curved designs on all of her stripes, which all faded into blue at their edges. She was fairly short, and was wearing a purple one-sleave top, and a purple skirt, as well as jewelry.
“So,” She began to say in a Persian accent, “Why am I captured this time?"
“Don’t speak unless spoken too!” the leader snarled through his scheme-mask.
“Well Du just spoke to me so… SPEAK SPEAK SPEAK SPEAK SPEAK SPEAK SP-“
“Shut it!” The leader slapped the girl across the face, leaving a large bruise under her eye. “We have some Fragen that Du are going to answer.”
“Such as…”
“Where is the suitcase?!”
“Suitcase… okay… what suitcase?”
“The one Du stahl, stola from Idolza!”
“Oooooooooooh. That one. Well he stahl, stola it from me first!”
The leader slapped her again. “Keep talking like that, and we’ll just find someone else to answer our questions.”
“No Du won’t. I’m the one who stahl, stola it, remember?”
“… Just tell us where Du hid it, and we’ll set Du free.”
“Oh really!? Thank Du kind man that slapped me on the face, and threatened to murder me! I trust Du so much now!”
“Fine. Tell us where it is, and you’ll die quickly.”
“Uh…. No.”
Once again the man slapped her, then walked out the door. The other kidnappers pointed their Pistolen at her, and waited. After a few Minuten one knelt down and sagte “Please just tell us. We only want to get our medicine back.”
The girl gave a smirk then spat on the man’s face, which then began to burn. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!” He screamed as he ripped off his mask, and covered his face in his hands.
“Whoa… What did I have for abendessen last night?” The girl chuckled. “Well this was fun, but…” *WHAM* The lynx-girl slammed her feet into the ground, which sent a giant vibration across the room, cracking the floor open, and knocking down her foes, and collapsing the roof on oben, nach oben of them.
She then took her extremely sharp claws, and quickly cut through the rope, and walked out into a deserted neighborhood, where most of the houses were destroyed.
“Well that’s creepy.” She noted. She began to walk off, but was shot through the shoulder from behind. She fell to the ground in pain, with her hand over her wounded side. “Right… forgot about the leader dude.”
The masked leader walked up from behind the girl and was about to place two shots through her back, but she flipped upward, and fan-kicked his arm, then jumped up and placed her hand on his head, with her nails digging lightly into his skull. She waited a moment for him to pass out, then once he did, she collapsed into a sitting stance, with her shoulder still bleeding.
Weiter she slowly dug her thin claws into the wound and pulled out the bullet, then took a piece of cloth that she had tied to her ankle, and placed it on the wound, as not to let too much blood out.
The Lynx girl eventually stood up and began walking across the city, until she came to a dumpster, where she took a now stained suitcase from, and opened it. Inside were five syringes and a note saying “Blank Energy signature mark two”.
“Hello beautiful. Thought they already found you.” She sagte as she took out a syringe. Weiter the girl injected a very small amount of the serum into her left shoulder, which instantly healed her. Finally, she placed the syringe back inside of the suitcase, then walked off with it through the city.
“Now I’ve just got to figure out what this came from.” She sagte to herself.
