Yep, even tho I haven't been on in like a year it will still be hard
But I have a tumblr now which is a lot easyer then this because app.
Just search Sara Riley and you'll prolly find me.
I am so sorry to everyone.
TentaSpy Origins ch. 4Spy sat in the medbay his head in his hands as his new limbs twitched. He had missed Red Sniper, and he would be rather upset for not being there. But he couldn't let him see him. Never again. He disn't want RED Sniper to remember him as a freak. He would hate him and leave him to live out this cursed life alone. Maybe he could live in the ocean and hide from the world untill he died and became nothing but dust, though that can't really happen in water, can it.TentaSpy Origins ch. 4 by ~SaraRiley
He sighed again and jumped as medic walked back into the medbay. The doors swung back and forth as he nearly ran into his office.
What has him so worked up? Spy thought as he watched him sit down and start writing.
Could it be!? It couldn't. It was impossible. There was no hope for him and his 'condition'. He layed back onto the bed and a tentacle wraped atound one of the legs of the bed. He jumped at the sudden cold spike that shot up it and into his brain.
He quickly pulled the tentacle up and looked at it. These thing where a
Mon lys peuAll that ever happenes is ether you kill or your killed. And she was his only shread of humanity he had left. As he stabed the RED Sniper for uptenth time he looked out the window the sniper was looking out.Mon lys peu by ~SaraRiley
He saw Venus and sirius. The dog.
Juat like he dirties his beautiful goddess like the dog he is.
He takes a drag of his cigarette and blows it out thinking of his woman just waking from a good nights rest to the bright yellow sun as he watches it set.
She would get up and go work at the bariber shop down the street from her. The people would ask her about that mistery man that she has been seen with. The that man would swep in and wrap his arms around her as they watched. He would kiss her as a goddess should be.
He wishes that he could do that but with a war going on he would just damadge his pressous Lilly.
Cigarette SmokeHe always smelled it before he died. Well not always but enough to be kind of annoying. It was hard to miss between the gun powder and dust. He always knew what was lurking in the shadows, or around the corner when it drifted into his nose. It made him fearful, yet hunger for what would happen off the battlefield.Cigarette Smoke by ~SaraRiley
He sniffed the air, that bitter stench lingering in it. He looked around for any anomaly in the space around him. He couldn't see anything so he moved on.
His heart droped and he cursed himself for being to aloof, as he heard metal sliding against itself. The last thing he heard before his breaths echoing off the walls of respawn, was that one word that made his skin break out in goose bumps.