No One Dossier: R3
The empty throne is a single chamber somewhere in naught where all the no ones congregate and is supposedly the seat of power for the most powerful no one, ex the existent. **signature weapon:** r3 no defining signature weapon.
No One Dossier: S-Zero
**history:** like r3 and t13, s-zero is considered one of the 'first' no ones but is the middle child of the trio. (reality came first, followed by space and then time).
No One Dossier: H2
They enlisted the help of the no ones to help destroy their reality so they could start anew. the community h2 lived in attempted to sacrifice the boy to appease their gods.
Jeremy 008; Finding Hugo
Yeah, I know. Shut up. That's enough from you lot. Just read on, you pack of hyenas. Jeremy opened his eyes and sat up looking for the source of the light in his eyes. It took a second for him to remember. He'd programed PATOMES to start the...
Rails of Ice: Part One
Nickel let out a small moan as he sat up in his got, reaching up he rubbed the back of his neck and popped it several times. The tan and white husky allowed for his eyes to adjust to the light before taking a look around him. The light from the morning...
Rebirth
Exactly one year after the war with the three citadels ended, an unknown object appeared off the coast of the Lynn Sea. It was some sort of mega structure in the shape of an dome that seemed to span over one hundred thousand kilometers in diameter....
FnaJ 2
Fifty years after the ice cream parlor opened in 1988 (that makes it 2038 for those of you that don't like math) After what happened at 'Fazbears fright' _someone_...(shall we say) Discovered... Jack rabbits ice cream parlor and that they too have...
The Great Orchestra
Kneeling down to face the speakers, The thudding of my heart syncs up With every thud that jumps from the subwoofer, Rolling cross the floor to crash upon the walls; I feel the cold breath of sound, Shuddering waves of passion, They slide across...
THE FRONT: PART 10
The rain continued, pouring down in a seemingly endless shower. It was cold and even Scott's thick fur wasnt doing much to help keep him warm. He was worried, he didn't want Wynter to die, if he did then he would become a sergeant, and Scott dreaded...
THE FRONT: PART 7
"You my friend, are lucky, the shrapnel merely tore some skin and fur away, however you did have minor stage hypothermia so we are keeping you for observation." Scott nodded, his wounds were bandaged up and he was lying on a cot, knowing with a sort...
THE FRONT: PART 6
Scott didn't know how long the battle lasted after the lieutenant rescued him, but eventually the screams, and the dreadful artillery blasts quieted and soon all was quiet except for the occasional moan from the odd wounded anthro left alive by the...
THE FRONT: PART 2
Scott awoke in the dim confines of a dugout, the failing light of late evening spilled through the opening hole and Scott blinked several times to adjust his vision. Wynter was talking to a medic outside, a young rabbit who looked like he'd rather be...