Suddenly all of the lights upon the fanfic ML click off
omniously. A small of partly fear and party anticipation
permeates the room. Mist and smoke begins to swirl
around, teasing your senses. A voice is heard...
"It's been a long time, FFML."
You look around, your eyes darting from corner to
corner, but nothing is seen. The same voice speaks
again, seeming to come from all directions...
"Come now, you mean you've forgotten about me?"
Your nerves chill to ice for a moment. Who could it be
that has appeared here? You think through the enemies
and friends you've made-- none of them could have done
this, you eventually decide. The voice starts again, sending
a chill upon your spine....
"It's good to be back.. Now.... to reveal the suprise..."
The smoke clouds grow thick, and you cough, finding it difficult
to breath. The smoke recedes a moment later to show a rose
at the feet of each of the ladies of the FFML, and a small
crystalline statue at the feet of the guys. The voice continues as
a figure steps out of the shadows.
A cryetalline blue hardsuit stands before you. The head of it looks
remarkably like a Veritech VF-1S, you note. The eyeslot flashes
ice blue.
"The Firehawke is back.. and he's here to stay."
John "Firehawke" Peasley /|
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"A Paladin shall protect the weak, his words only speak the truth.
He speaks with action and not words, but should be holy and just.
A Paladin is humble above all things, and a symbol of justice.
He must never willingly participate in an act of evil, and a Paladin
must love God, a woman, the world, and himself; in that order."