...and that concludes Chapter 3! *yaaaaaaaay * Sorry that it’s so short. Questions? Comments? Anything you want to see? Post them! Your feedback means a lot to me!
MOAR TOMMORROW! ALSO, DON’T MISS THE EXCITING (well, it’s exciting for me anyway ) RELEASE OF ~NO GRAVITY~ TOMMORROW! THANKS GUYS AND HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY!
*SWAT tean tackles you to the ground* SWAT Unit: “looks like she’s had too much caffeine sir, hit her with a tranquilizer” *poke* “that should keep her asleep for 12 hours, until the caffeine wears off”
*the needle breaks because I've had an insane amount of caffeine* WEEEEEE HAAALLLOOOOO!!!! *they stab me with another elephant needle* CLUNK!!!! zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....
*SWAT tean tackles you to the ground* SWAT Unit: “looks like she’s had too much caffeine sir, hit her with a tranquilizer” *poke* “that should keep her asleep for 12 hours, until the caffeine wears off”
*the needle breaks because I've had an insane amount of caffeine* WEEEEEE HAAALLLOOOOO!!!! *they stab me with another elephant needle* CLUNK!!!! zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....
The Elder stands up abruptly, nearly knocking his chair over.
"Which one?" He asks although it doesn't really matter. Either way we'll have to launch an attack to rescue them, before they were forced to reveal the location of our camp.
"Maggie, sir," the Rogue says.
The Elder looks at me and Roger. Roger sighs.
"Aww, but we just got back!" he whines. The Elder's icy glare is visible beneath the hood of his cloak, and Roger stands up, not willing to risk the consequences of defying the Elder's wishes.
"We'll need a small team for this one. Since it's the afternoon, we won't have the cover of darkness, so we'll have to rely on stealth," I say. "You," I point to the Rogue, "come with me." He nods, and we run out of the hut.
Roger grabs his crossbow and, with a cry of "wait for me" sets off after us.
"What's your name kid?" I ask the Rogue, calling him "kid" because he looks younger than me.
Maggie crawls out of the sack, wincing from her throbbing headache. Come on, she thinks bitterly, I should've known better than to turn my back on an enemy. That was a rookie mistake!
"So," a young voice says bitterly, "you're one of the Rogues who attacked the castle."
She whirls around to see a young boy glaring at her through the iron bars of her cell window in the castle dungeon.
"No clue what you're talking about, now scram kid," she growls angrily.
"I am the prince, you know, so you will treat me with respect," he hisses, acid dripping from his words. Maggie laughs.
"A prince?! Kid, you could be a Mod for all I care! I don't take orders from little boys like you!" The boy glares daggers at her then leaves.
Maggie opens her eyes to the sound of someone unlocking her cell door. Another figure is tossed into the darkness beside her. She sits up. Reaching out through the inky black darkness of the cell, her hand brushes up against something. That something squirms and kicks her, then grabs her and throws her against the wall of the cell. Her eyes adjust, and she cannot believe what she sees.
"SSTO?!" she gasps with disbelief. SSTO immediately releases her, falling backwards in disbelief.
-last edited on May 12, 2018 16:46:01 GMT by Nexo81
Post by Nexo81 on May 12, 2018 16:43:52 GMT
Sorry the chapter’s so small today... But don’t worry...BIG things are coming tommorrow... Questions? Comments? Want to see something in the story? A character? A plot? Please comment it, as i am always looking for ways to improve my writing!
ALSO! Be sure to check out my other story, titled “No Gravity”, as the Prologue was posted today! Thanks so much for all your support! It means a whole lot to me guys!
In the days of old, the MB's were split into many kingdoms...
These kingdoms often suffered problems such as dragons, evil wizards, and wars with other kingdoms...
But they also suffered from another thing...outlaws...
Yes, outlaws, pirates, theives, you name it...
You may have heard the stories of people like the Forestman, or Robin Hood, and their merry bands of theives and outlaws, stealing from the rich and giving to the needy...
But there is one story you have not heard...The Rogues...shadowy outlaws of the forest, running in packs like wolves, attacking kingdoms, stealing whatever they can get their hands on...
They arm themselves with swords, long bows, and more...
They cloak themselves with green hoods and masks...
They are silent warriors...you never know they're coming till it's too late...
Now, I know what you're thinking right now. "Why would I ever want to read a story like this?" Well, this story is focused on one group of Rogues in particular...
While most Rogues could care less about the safety of others, on group of Rogues chose to break this code, no matter the consequences...
These are the stories of those Rogues...these are...
~THE ROGUE CHRONICLES~
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Author's note: This story was inspired by the LEGO Minifigures Series 16 Rogue, so for a basic idea of what the Rogues look like, use the link below!
I’M SORRY GUYS, I DONE GOOFED! I FORGOT TO WRITE THE NEW CHAPPIES YESTERDAY! SO, REST ASSURED THAT I AM WORKING HARD TO GET THOSE WRITTIN, AND POSTED LATER TODAY! IN THE MEAN TIME, ENJOY MOTHERS DAY WITH YOUR MOMS!
*the needle breaks because I've had an insane amount of caffeine* WEEEEEE HAAALLLOOOOO!!!! *they stab me with another elephant needle* CLUNK!!!! zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....
*whacks you with a spoon*
*is unCONcious cause needle* ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
* Sorry that it’s so short. 
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*they stab me with another elephant needle* CLUNK!!!! zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.... 
Wow, boomers and dumbles and beasties OH MY!!!! O.O Great work. 
*runs in circles* @.@ Np. 