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Sci-Fi Story Characters - 1/4 - V01D and Avani

Avani is part of the Airspace Defense Enforcement Squad (A.D.E.S.), stationed at a small remote ship outpost after failing the last mission she had with her team, where their team leader was killed in action five years ago. After finding classified documentation that leads her to believe her team leader was killed by an inside job, she decides to get the old team back together to takedown the people responsible.

27 May 2020

“Ha~~ I feel like I should be insulted being called small..but.......wait—“

“Trunks—!?!?”

The wet crunch of ribs, the piercing shrieks turning hollow and ghastly rang throughout her head. She could remember lying in the dirt, fighting back the dust and smell of hot, rancid death growing thicker in the violent torrent of air. She had to keep from coughing, to show any sign of life would bring about a swift blow to snuff it out. She swallowed quickly, the grains of sand scratched at her parched throat. 

Another angry scream tore at the air, her heart throbbed in her throat at the approaching bolt of energy. Eyes screwed shut, the air grew warmer, and warmer. It threatened to burn deep into her skin until falling into an unsettling chill. The sizzling of flesh and organs struck her ears and nostrils then. Her eyes opened curiously, a body thudded beside hers before she could sneak another breath. 

She flinched from her repose, staring upon the blast’s real victim. It was one of her fellow hunters, the face that once bore a mischivious grin before locking into yet another play-fight with her was now pale and blank. Her yellow eyes no longer sparkled, but were wide, frozen with agony. She no longer had the eyes of a friend, but of a rabbit with its life torn from it. Helpless, cold, gone. 

Eden couldn’t tear her eyes away from that gaze, though instinct roared at her to snap them shut and resume feigning death. Then, she heard boots. Heavy soles landing and grinding along desert, more sickening crackles of bones followed each step. How many of them did they kill? How dare these invaders treat her earth and her kin like mere dirt! 

Despite her rage and questions, Eden snapped her eyelids shut, parted her lips, and forced her muscles to go lax. Her breath held, and she listened, waited, her heart thundering even more against her sore chest. 

goretober, day 10: pastel gore

my dumbass, painting on this dark ass almost-red-but-supposed-to-be-pink: it's okay! it's gonna dry lighter! it'll look exactly like i want it to! :)))

the door is locked and you hear laughing on the other side.