Previous: This is the first uwu Next project in Series: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/490850630 New OC, Story Time Character: Telinius-Lo of Windonia (credits below said short story) Also a short story: \\\\\\\\\ My eyes widened as I took in the light and stared at the chaos saturating the planet below. I had been correct; I was always correct. Time seemed to slow, and for that reason I am sure that my mind can process my thoughts faster than any living creature even in the panicked slur of being injured almost near death. This is the moment I can wash away the thorns, every word from every fool who told me I was incorrect or in need of medicine. I have no reason not to be convinced that my mind can operate faster than the speed of light, faster than every other head, so what have I need? What have I shame? What should I hide now that I was right? My memories flash beneath my eyes, I remember the day it all started. My ebony lips had curled back as I barred my spiraling rows of teeth in disgust. I had seen the news airing on a screen in the center of the city square. My feet were planted like tree roots in the streets lined with Silver and obsidian buildings, curved like crescent moons, and adorned with holographic murals set to the mode of twisted celebration. My foot stuck like puddy to the orange tiled ground and I could almost feel it squelch as I raised it, turning my back on the screens as my eyes rested on my peers. There were smiles, laughter and celebration all around as the fools held each other, rays of sunshine saturating their doe-like expressions. I would've been sucked away by the foolishness, but I am special. I had a weapon nobody else possessed, a helper, a secret friend. I had seen her in a dream, my helper, my friend. The Lioness. I saw in her mind and experienced the perfect truth. Windonia couldn’t make allies out of aliens. The earthlings were all the same twisted, manipulative, desperate and cruel. The aliens were hardly even people and would destroy everything in their path until they satisfied their hunger. No one else was gifted with my perfect mind. They called me paranoid, but here I stand correct! I’m always correct but still I had to spread lies to convince people to plan with me to stop the fools’ peace mission. And now as I lay incapacitated beneath my one surviving comrade, the traitor, I smile. The deaths will be attributed to the monsters of earth. The humans will never see us, and the traitor won’t hinder me as I retrieve one to take back home. He, Orias-Ki, will think me dead. And if he ever finds a way to return to Windonia, he’ll wish he were. Coding: , and a little bit me uwu Art: (my art style seizure-ed and this is what it was always meant to be I'm happy with it b/c it finally feels like me-) Audio - SAINt JHN - Roses (Imanbek Remix) images from pixaby or google images <3
