Why does the snow fall...? We grow cold without an answer. But does the snow know it chills the hearts of Chao?
The blizzard of this January's winter had nothing on the ice cold blood flowing through Funky G's veins.
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I awaken... to sunlight - that's beyond bright
Through the lazy mist of the morning there was uneasiness in the atmosphere, something brewing on the horizon. A woken force slowly stirring, latching onto the very foundations of the otherwise dormant island. Such a feeling had been lightly felt before, but was always something that came and went in phases. Was this just another passing irritation?
The skies opened abruptly.
Raindrops hurtled down from the bleak clouds now nailed across the sky. This wasn't a normal day, Funky G was sure. He stood motionless, his eyes fixated onto the now murky horizon in the distance. Turning west, the sombre soaring skyscrapers of Chaopolis could be seen far into the distance, the life seemingly sucked from the city following the sharp decline in the island's population. Locked into his gaze thoroughly analysing the soul of the land, Funky G didn't hear the calm, soothing but assertive voices behind him. Or maybe he just didn't want to.
He unlocked his gaze, and turned away from the panoramic view of Chao Island with endless questions fluttering around his mind. A little bit lost and a little bit lonely. A little bit of fear…
****.
Something happened and suddenly I'm alone. The mods are missing, presumably elsewhere on the island, but I can't sense them. I get to my feet, all my powers are gone. I take a long look at the rising sun, put on my game face, and turn around and head over the nearby hill.
What I see frightens me – the local village is filled with junk!! Spambots? No they have all been vanquished, the only ones left are mere illusions. Nevertheless the bots see me, and begin their chase – they are slow, but as I will soon find out without my powers they dominate me in terms of endurance. There's no time to think - if you think, you're dead. I run out of the town, into the ominous mystical forest – are they catching up? I manage to punch out into the air a couple of times to give me a few seconds to get ahead while running – what is this? Is this really how it ends? Is this how the island finally dies? Without me… the island is no more.
Ahead I can see the Green Hill Zone! And I hear a faint warm sound resonating around me. This gives me hope. I have faith.
I have faith.
My faith is rewarded. As quickly as impending doom arose it vanished. I need to contact someone. Fusion, JMT, Blade, it doesn't matter. I know this isn't a freak occurrence.
Ah…. A tranquillity passes over me, calm and at ease, I begin floating as if weighing no more than a feather. I remember this too well… The ground beneath me drifts further away, my powers fully returning. Sweeping across the island I see Chaopolis in its defeated state… No… It's glowing. The brightness intensifies. Chao fill the streets, shops and offices. Smiles and joy fill the city, what is this? Am I seeing the future?
Mooncow is in the streets. I don't just see the community, I can see sounds, emotions and excitements. I can see forces at work to undermine the efforts of the society in the form of a darkness sharply cutting the golden atmosphere. Is that what has taken over the city that I know now? Is that the gloom cloaking the city we know in the present? Has our effort and love given up against the darkness and let it convert the once bustling city into a sullen ghost town?
Now I'm on the ground, at street level. The Chao named YS approaches me - he can see me. For some reason it's OK.
"Why blood for pleasure? Pleasure without love? Is there no longer any feeling in Chao's faith?"
I'm back staring at the horizon, it's almost noon now.
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The voices remained, as calm and commanding as ever, but they now filled Funky G with confidence once again.
The sands of time have run out, Funky G. The remnants of the past scar the land.
Funky G had the feeling that these Chao Points unenthusiastically fluttering around would suddenly become very useful…
Book of Funky G
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I have dragons as my servants and I have almighty powers.
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(00:45:53) xninjy: ur not old mooncow. old is 50 or 45.
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Re: Book of Funky G
The foreshadowing to a not so distant future of CI.
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THEY'LL BE TRADABLE FOR PAY2WIN BETTER PAYDAY 2 DLC WEAPONS??Funky G had the feeling that these Chao Points unenthusiastically fluttering around would suddenly become very useful…
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*Dramatic Music*Mooncow wrote:Funky G had the feeling that these Chao Points unenthusiastically fluttering around would suddenly become very useful…
Re: Book of Funky G
So beautifully cryptic.
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Pretty dank story there MC.
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Not bad, my man.
Things are about to get Funkaaaaay.
Things are about to get Funkaaaaay.