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Rewrite: A Game of Thorns
By: Nightengales Date: July 14, 2016, 12:10 pm
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Setting
A large city with towering buildings paved in brick and stone.
The streets are commonly busy even in the evening. The city has
four main parts that devides the financial classes inhabiting
it. The first part is located in the eastern part of the city
and is full of exspendsive homes, parks, and stores. Next is the
center of the city it has the decent homes, parks, businesses of
all kinds, schools, law buildings, and other places of interest.
Than you have the rural outskirt, farm houses, white picket
fensed communities and so on. Lastly was the southern section of
the city and this part was plauged with the unlucky. The
buildings were all in poor shape, quite a few abandoned, broken
parks and many filthy alleys that reeked of piss. Here lived the
broken, the unfortunate, the criminals, and homeless. Yet this
is where thr other sections of the city were headed since the
rich leecbed off of the others, sucking their pockets dry
leaving them in poverty...
A city run by greater grandchild of Templars. People who helped
the rich get richer and stay rich. Crooked police, politicians
and so on. Either you followed their law or were seen as a
rebel.
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Re: Rewrite: A Game of Thorns
By: Nightengales Date: July 14, 2016, 12:20 pm
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Anemone's heels clicked upon the concrete ground as she made her
way down the city street. Eyes followed her every step, men
whistled like wolved and drooled like puppy as her tight clothes
revealed her swaying hips. But there was only one pup she was
longing to see once more.
It had been a while and although she looked the same she was
unsure of what he had become now. Anemone was cursed to watch
everything change with time, everything but herself. She was
frozen in February of the 1600's. It was almost a punishment.
She arrived to her destination, a dive bar with stained glass
windows, some of which broken, and a crappy old wooden door.
Upon entering all eyes averted to her. "I am looking for
someone. Blue hair and goes by Snow."
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