Lizizadolphin

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These improvements sound really fantastic :D

That pendant is of two faces, a male and a female face close to one another, and can be split. Maybe the heart shaped pendant is a key when both sides are put together, or the two pieces to it are keys on their own?

It's been about 3 months today that I lasted updated Sinner, sorry for the wait. It took a bit of decisions and help to write this chapter, but it was kinda fun none the less. It was slightly difficult to write the aether part, as we don't really know what aether is like, so I kinda made it like a 3D map that is maneuverable. Well, hope you like it! Chapter 7 On earth, near an abandoned German asylum “Shit I can’t see a thing! Too God damn smoky!” The soldier at the front of the group, most likely the oldest, kept a straight face as he reprimanded the young private. Silently they marched on, nearing the asylum, which happens to be the last known location of a fellow Marine. “Hey, Goode, isn’t that a fence or something?” Another private, older than the first, tapped the soldier next to him and pointed. In front of them, about a hundred yards away, sat a broken fence, guarding the perimeter of a once occupied building. “I think it is. Come on, men, let’s make this quick.” Water dripped down from pipes. Lines of blood filled in the cracks of broken tiles. The soldiers’ footsteps penetrated the stale air. “Alright, let’s split up and check this place top to bottom, then get the hell out of here,” the commander of the group murmured, his words echoing off the wall. He motioned to two of the soldiers. “Sheffield, Marks, I want the two of you to check the right side of the building. Robertson, you’re coming with me.” As the two privates crept through the barren halls, the one by the name of Sheffield looked around in horrific amazement. He had only heard from rumors and tales of what the Nazis were working on, but never thought he would see it with his own eyes. Staring blankly out the small, barred window, little bits of light flickered onto his skin from the forest fire mere feet away. In the other wing of the asylum, Goode and Robertson scouted each room they could for their missing comrade. Finding no traces of their friend, they decided to look around, see if there was any information they could salvage. Leading him by his shoulder, Goode turned Robertson around to face an odd looking soda machine. Robertson walked up to it, and checked it over and over again. He tapped on it with his knuckle, and a metallic sound reverberated through the tiny room. “It’s a nifty little soda machine, wonder what it’s doing in a place like this.” Out of nowhere, the ground began to shake, almost like an earthquake. A sound similar to Robertson’s tapping on the soda machine reverberated, bu t it was much louder. Both men raced out to the source of the commotion to see a large metal door rolling shut, and Marks scrambling over to the door. Finally shutting, the three men raced to the divider between them. Looking through the frosted, grime covered glass, Sheffield was visible on the floor, attempting to stand. There they were, stranded in abandoned asylum, the faint grumble of death coming for them in the distance. ***** Griffin Station, a day after the ‘Incident’ Set out in front of him was nothing but bright light, a mix of blues and purples and golds. It surrounded Sam like an ocean of tiny stars clustered together. As he moved his hand, the tiny clusters of colorful light moved with him, flitting around his fingers. Sam began to move his body, but found he was still stuck where he was before. The ground by this window was much lower than before, so this opening was above his head. Looking around, he found a log laying nearby, rolled it over, and stood on it. Sam’s eyes barely made it over the top, allowing him to see into this room. Here, another man was pounding away at the door’s window with his fist. Blood started flowing from the many cuts on his knuckles, smearing the window with red stains. There was another man, though, sitting on the ground a few meters away. He had ripped a part of his shirt off and was now wrapping his arm, which was gushing blood, with the torn piece of cloth. As Sam stared at its eyes, he saw what seemed like a pleading call. It almost seemed like he could stare right into it, and see the trapped, tortured soul of a man. A man seeking revenge. A solitary crow beckoned for a long lost friend. Its call echoed through the unkempt trees, bouncing off of each dead and blackened trunk. Crickets chirped in the tall brush. A series of empty huts, once used by a fierce army, were sprawled around the swamp, enveloped by mud and murky water. Inside the main hut in the center of the cluster, a new group of inhabitants lay unconscious on the ground. “Ughhh, that was the worst hangover I have ever had!” The Japanese woman opened her eyes the slightest bit. Her short cut hair was plastered to her face from sweating. She flinched, but it is unknown if the cause of her misery was the sight of Nikita, or her broken arm that lay limp across her waist. “Ok, who turned the lights out? And why the fuck is it a hundred and one degrees in here?” All three women jumped at the odd voice that belted out suddenly. Emerging from her position at a boarded up window, Evelyn limped over rapidly. There was a visible bruise on her neck in the shape of a hand. Her voice was choked and harsh, a side effect of the wound. She glanced down at Takako, and motioned with her head to follow her back to the window. “I’m going to ask you the same question that Morgan just asked. I know there were Unit 731 testing locations sprawled across the map, but which one are we at exactly?!” Evelyn hissed out the last words, her emotion bitter. Staring out the window, Takako surveyed the land with her eyes. “I am not sure. Like you have just said, there were many Unit 731 locations around the world. I cannot be positive as to which one this is.” Nikita jumped back from the window she stood at as a hand bashed through the hole in the wood. Thinking fast, she grabbed a nearby oil lamp and started slamming it on the protruding arm. Nothing affected the strange thing outside the window. She broke the lamp, poured the oil out onto the arm and pulled out a lighter. Lighting it, the arm burst into flame, and the creature began howling like the devil as it burnt to a crisp. “What the hell was that thing, wretched bastard?!” Morgan shouted out. She seemed tense, but tried to stay calm on the outside as if nothing happened. Suddenly, another arm reached through the window closest to Evelyn, further than before. It lashed out and clumsily grabbed a clump of Evelyn’s hair, causing her to scream out. With poise and intent, Takako leapt onto a box blocking her path and used it to propel herself over to the German woman. As she began descending toward the floor, she brought her katana down, cleanly slicing off the arm and sending the intruder stumbling back to where it came from. She stabbed her weapon through the arm and into the floor as she landed elegantly. Takako rose up from the ground as each woman looked at her with surprise. Placing one hand on the hilt of her blade, and the other on her hip, she turned her head slightly to the others, speaking with determination and dread. “It looks like it will be a long night.”

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d to have you back Liz! It has been too long! @MegaAfroMan I was here when the layout changed and with the installment of medals It has been quite a long time! @Jolteon we will find a house that we can bounce in son!!

Well like the title says, I'm back! I may not be on as much as I used to (jk that's a lie, I'll probably be on about every single hour cause I have no life at all), but with the little time I've spent away I've missed the community here at CoDz immensely. Now that that's over with, what major things have I missed?

What an amazing read!! Keep up the good work :D

Hey hey, I remember you! Welcome back!

The new theme looks absolutely AMAZING!!!!

Hiya, welcome to the site! Most of the members here (including me) are extremely friendly, so you should be able to make many friends on CoDz :)

This tweet was put out yesterday, when the update with this code was put up. Kryptos: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kryptos What familiar word does each tweet contain (besides the middle one)? The word pie. "I'm hoping for pie." and "Still no pie yet." obviously means there has to be something related to this code with pie. Now, with the second tweet, he mentions "a la Kryptos." Well, there's pie a la mode, but to mention a code inscribed in copper on the grounds of the CIA that has 3 parts of 4 solved, with various methods of decryption? I don't think it's a coincidence. Not sure if your being a bit sarcastic or just that slow you are taking the guys message of pie too far. Pie is of course considered as a "prize" or "goal" to some this dude talking about pie gives no clues. But when the person talking about pie works at Treyarch and mentions pie while talking about the updates, especially about these codes, I'll take that as an idea to think of.

I don't know if anyone has seen KingSkylark's twitter, but he has put some interesting tweets, which I'm pretty sure include the key. This tweet was put out yesterday, when the update with this code was put up. Kryptos: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kryptos What familiar word does each tweet contain (besides the middle one)? The word pie. "I'm hoping for pie." and "Still no pie yet." obviously means there has to be something related to this code with pie. Now, with the second tweet, he mentions "a la Kryptos." Well, there's pie a la mode, but to mention a code inscribed in copper on the grounds of the CIA that has 3 parts of 4 solved, with various methods of decryption? I don't think it's a coincidence.

There is also something in which Tacitus talks of mutiny of soldiers, and the neglect of their duties with the military with an eclipse. A snippet from Irony and Misreading in the Annals of Tacitus, which tells of what Tacitus interprets: I just thought this was something worth mentioning, even though it's just a stretch.

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Thank you for letting me use some of your work! You're very welcome!