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thoughts, words and everything in between. NOW SCRAM! J/k. Don't tear a page off though.
MGW Entry One
"Yeah... space... the starts glitter like pure diamons in the sky... Endless possibilities..." Kris sighed staring out from the thick crystal of the bridge she was in.
She was in the Celestia Centra Sector, hoping she could be finally accepted as a 'Mecha' Warrior. She had dreamt of this, and hoped for so long, perhaps this could be her big opportunity. Celestia Centra was not localized in a planet, like the other Sectors, which their main 'home' was placed in a Planet. Instead, Celestia Centra was located in the space, 'floating'. Celestia Centra consisted on different areas, from the 'Main Deck', to houses, mall's, green areas, so on. The bridges simply led to these, separating them from each area. She lived in there for as long as she could remember, though she wasn't sure if she was even born there. Little she knew from her past, she was left to be taken care for, her parents died when she was at a young age.
Her white, black tipped fox ears twitched twice as she heard a beeping sound.
"Gah! Im late!" she fidgeted as she grappled a small device she had with her.
Kris sprinted towards the location she had to go, leaving the bridge and entering to the 'Main Deck'. She passed through the majority of beings around, trying to evade each and not cause an accident between the passing beings. As she passed across them, she finally reached the 'Reception' Area, where she had to deliver the device she had and be interviewed. She slowly stepped in as the doors opened horizontally, she took a deep breath and she smiled very happily. Kris walked to the counter, as the receptionist turned around.
"May I help you?..." she said taking a second look at Kris "Ah! Finally, Gale has been expecting you..." the receptionist said. "I know! Thanks 'Steph!' " Kris claimed happily walking rapidly towards the hall.
There were many doors, but she was sure to enter through the correct one, although before she did, she took a deep breath to try calm herself down. Then slowly, patiently walked inside.
"Clearly, you must be Kris" the man expressed.
His clothes clearly gave away the fact he was an important military personel.
"I..." Kris jittered "Im sorry..." she expressed still standing near the door that closed behind her.
"Don't apologize" he said sitting behind the desk and stretching his hand towards her.
She slightly tilted her head then snapped "Oh right..." she said walking upto the desk and sitting in a chair that was infront of it.
He gently flickered his fingers sighing.
She tilted her head once more "Oh, my apologies..." she said handing the device she had.
He took it and inserted it into his computer, opening a main frame. He slowly looked the contents of her 'papers' projected on the screen as she looked around, spotting trophies, diplomas, medals and fancy, shiny things in recognition of his military efforts. She waved her pure white tail slightly, side to side, amused.
"Hm? What do we have here?..." he said overlooking the rest of the details as he centered his attention into one specific detail. "This cannot be true" he pointed out looking at her, "Simply cannot be" he expressed once more in a serious tone, "Young lady, I am not here to joke".
She stared deeply into his eyes "What's the matter in question that it is simply unbelievable?", she tilted her head slightly.
"This cannot be your father..." he expressed but was interrupted.
"With all due respect General..." she sighed and pounded once at the desk as she stood up, "Why does every one find that 'normal' fact to be so unbelievable?!? If you want, you can run as many tests as you may need, but I can assure you, I am his daughter..." she sat afterwards and took a deep breath. "But I can understand if you don't believe me..." she responded sadly and looked down.
"Hmmm..." he looked at her reaction carefully "Well, you do have his fiery spirit, I can assure" he chuckled, "Consider yourself lucky, you may begin immediate training" he stated as he took the device, stood straight and handed it to her.
Her sadness turned around as she jolted up happily and suddenly gave him a hug.
"Thank you oh so very much..." she happily expressed.
Shocked, he looked down at her and felt somewhat happy, he smiled gently then cleared his throat.
"Oh... right... sorry..." Kris said slowly letting him go then gently taking the device from his hand. She turned around and began to walk towards the door.
"You also have your mother's heart" he nodded once.
She stopped, shocked then smiled happily, warmly as she turned her head to the side, over her shoulder, "Thank you...". She looked forward and stepped out from the doors.
"I'll have to keep an eye on this one... watch her, she'll surely revolutionize her surroundings and shine like the brightest star..." Gale expressed with a grin on his face as he sat down and closed his eyes. "Surely, it's not everyday you meet the offspring of a Legacy".
Nervous, she placed her device away into her left pocket and walked towards the training grounds, where she could finally achieve, what she had been dreaming and hoping about.
"My own Mecha..." she squealed in happiness as she took an elevator nearby, that would pass her through the main bridge, and introduce her to the training grounds.

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Vocabulary:
1. Fidget: move around nervously: to move around in a restless, absent-minded, or uneasy manner
2. Grapple: hold something.
3. Sprint: a sudden burst of activity or speed, go at top speed: to run as rapidly as possible.
4. Jitter: to behave in a nervous or restless way.
5. Flick: a quick jerking movement.
6. Overlook: to choose to disregard or ignore a shortcoming or fault
7. Pound: strike something hard.
8. Jolt: sudden movement.
9. Revolutionize: to cause a radical change in something such as a method or approach.
10. Offspring: descendant, a person's child.
11. Legacy: something from past.
12. Squeal: give short high cry: to say something, speak, or make a sound in a loud high-pitched tone.






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Sy Alopex
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commentCommented on: Wed Jun 17, 2009 @ 06:05am
I had said that this entry would be some of the characters... but, I will post them later on.


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