Board Thread:Off-Topic Discussion/@comment-28009263-20170702193612/@comment-29637681-20171013221557

You know, I'd never expected the RP to become the great story it is now. When we started this story, I'd expected it to be over quickly. But instead we made it something we should all be proud of. Hard to believe that a few months ago I had the intention of just making this a quick story.

More on that later.

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"What makes you believe you're anything to me? That you're any worse than me? When i was born, they infected my body with radiation because I wasn't like the thousands of Dilophosaurus around me. Then they used me as a lab rat, a stress toy, a slave. I tried running away...They killed my family. When that apple is recreated, the Gene Bomb, they'll wipe this entire world clean and rule over the new timeline. Then, I was raised by the Baryonyx clan; insane vikings, looking for bloodshed and nothing else. They forced me to kill them. I did and retreated west to the Mountains. When I came back a year later...YOU! AREN'T! ANYTHING!"

With every syllable he says throughout that paragraph he hacks a chunk off of Glory's body. She tries to retaliate, but it's futile. Anything you can do, he's faster. There's a reason why everyone fears him as that monstrosity, the beastly omnicidal maniac they call the Cryogenic Wyvern.

He slams her face with a cactus, and runs right at a new target. This time it's Logmor. "I'LL SLAUGHTER YOU, FILTHY OUTLAW!"

"REMEMBER!"

Then he stops running. Ice forms in his veins, and he loses all energy. He drops like a robot out of juice; first he collapses to his knees, then his hands form unnatural poses, then his upper body falls, then his head collapses. He's stock still.

Eventually his head rises up to look at Cinder and Wraak. "Do...What you need to...I'm sorry...I couldn't stop the war..." His voice is suddenly calm and back to normal. Even in its tranquility it was shivering in despration.

"This isn't your fault..." Cinder begins. "You want to know why I wanted to be your friend? It's because I'm useless. You were everything I wasn't. You saved me from those Brachylophosaurus Outlaws two months ago, you know that. I was helpless throughout the whole thing. I was just a burden on you. I'm already being torn apart by my own emotions, Adder, I don't want anyone else to suffer the same! Just...You're not alone."

Wraak calms down and takes note of this. All insanity in his mind clears. He could act as Ceadis, with his bitter snark. He could also be Cerritus, with his chulling laugh. But no matter what...He's still Wraak. He can't pretend to be anybody else. He's who he is; a friend to the troubled, and they helped his troubles as well. He wasn't alone. They weren't alone.

"Please...Don't take your life...Because..." She dropped to her knees for this. "You're the best thing that's ever happened in any of our lives."

And with that both she and Wraak gave him a really big hug. He doesn't resist. All darkness locked away in his soul diminishes to dust.

And he loses it again.

He starts sobbing uncontrolablly. He cries, he screams, he releases all of his emotion. He had to rein it in, to cope with all the suffering he went though. Now he was releasing it all. It purified him.

"Did-did I say something wrong?" Cinder backs off. "Adder...Please don't cry!"

He doesn't listen. "Is...is it natural...to show emotion?"

There is a silence as everyone just stares at each other. They're all bloodied and exhausted, but they're still family. It's not big, it's broken, but it's still a family.

"Yes...Yes it is."