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''Sirens sounding on the skylark, shouts of spirilans calling to each other''
 
''Sirens sounding on the skylark, shouts of spirilans calling to each other''
  
The Skylark was crashing. Iris couldn’t find her family, or even the escape pods so many people were shouting come here to different places. Then, she heard a high-pitched voice. His daughters voice. She ran over there, jumped through the closed escape pod doors, and found himself with his family. Then, she looked out of the pods “porthole”. Whoa, a planet with only half a crust almost. Holes all over the crust, and below the faint outlines of something looking like clockworks. She would soon know that one, they were and two, there were also named the clockworks. She would also know that they were a death trap, and she would call them hell-works. The pod started spinning. She could see over pods burning as they crashed into atmosphere. Five…four…three…two…one…the pod started burning as well. The yellow flames flickering over the window blocked the view. Nobody had any proper gear; it was going to be burnt with the ship. They were in ‘comfortables’, known as proto gear. They also had no weapons, only what the pod provided, again, proto weapons. ‘Eww’. Iris’s daughter had been nearest the door when someone shot it with a Punch gun, so she had seen what the pod had landed in first; a mud pool. ‘Hurry up’
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The Skylark was crashing. Iris couldn’t find her family, or even the escape pods so many people were shouting come here to different places. Then, she heard a high-pitched voice. His daughters voice. She ran over there, jumped through the closed escape pod doors, and found himself with his family. Then, she looked out of the pods 'porthole'. Whoa, a planet with only half a crust almost. Holes all over the crust, and below the faint outlines of something looking like clockworks. She would soon know that one, they were and two, there were also named the clockworks. She would also know that they were a death trap, and she would call them hell-works. The pod started spinning. She could see over pods burning as they crashed into atmosphere. Five…four…three…two…one…the pod started burning as well. The yellow flames flickering over the window blocked the view. Nobody had any proper gear; it was going to be burnt with the ship. They were in ‘comfortables’, known as proto gear. They also had no weapons, only what the pod provided, again, proto weapons. ‘Ewe’. Iris’s daughter had been nearest the door when someone shot it with a Punch gun, so she had seen what the pod had landed in first; a mud pool. ‘Hurry up’ Arena, Iris's husband, urged. 'But-' *Splash* '-Aww.' They got to the edge and with help from the rescue team got out. They were quickly briefed with what to do, and then killed all in their way (roasting a chromalisks, and making jelly pudding with the things they killed).  At the rescue camp, they rested. They had such nightmares that they just went on the journey to haven during the night. Iris was caring for a two year old child, wildfire. He had, even though his parent’s colours were amber and a dawning yellow, red as his colour so they had called him wildfire. While she was getting him to sleep (a seemingly impossible task to anyone else because he was always alert, looking around, and getting into trouble, yet iris always managed) Lumbers, retrodes and scuttle bots were the main things they faced. Iris had an odd feeling. Then she fell. Her family knew that she was having a vision. Iris wasn't quite normal; she had a thought of sixth sense. In her vision she saw spirilans living on Cradle, as if it were there home planet...certainly a mysterious planet if she saw that. Some how, she felt a connection with the planet. Maybe the answer really did lie at the planets core, or maybe in history. She had always felt some weird sensation when looking at cradle from the Spirilans home planet, Spiral. Maybe they were Cradleians. Or Coreians. But then, the light was dawning on her. No, don't wake up...no. Iris whimpered at the light. Arena and Grace didn't bother asking what she saw. Nor did Wildfire, but only because he was still a suckling. Iris then remembered to turn her com-link on and contact her guild. She told the others and did so. 'Hello? Iris reporting. All my family are alive and well. Nope. Were going to haven right now. Half way through. Yes, I had a vision. OK. Whoa, set up base already? Sure. See ya then.' They continued, only stopping to feed Wildfire. They arrived in Haven. Separating, Iris went to the guildhall, where everybody warmly greeted her and wildfire. Seeing everything was all right, she updated her com-link. Arena looked up the gear they were selling. Some good stuff. He bided [and later won] two brandishs, a calibur and wolver gear. Grace wondered around and had a swim in the pond, everybody knowing her so she didn’t care. She was an idle wonderer who could settle down and make friends with every body, so nobody minded seeing her scantily clad body swimming there. Iris left guildhall and called to Grace. She got out, with remorse, and they went to her father. They bought their own gear, combining jelly, wolver, cobalt, magic and a good set of weapons. The suddenly guild called again. 'Hello?' '....' 'Great' '…' 'Really?' '.' 'Fine'. 'Err guys.' 'What’ replied Arena, Grace. Wildfire mumbled something in his sleep. 'We've been told to make a squad and look for the alpha squads recon mods...' Iris said slowly. ‘Sure, lets get the list sorted:
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‘So, we need an ‘other’ and a ‘striker’. Where do we find people to join a squad?’’ Grace asked lightly. Iris replied ‘well, anywhere. Grace, go to the town square. Arena, arcade. I, will go to the bazaar.’ ‘Ok’ said Arena and Grace simultaneously. ‘When your done, go to the training hall.’
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Hiya! Hey wait, calm down i don't bite! no no no...all i do is draw a thing or two, then write a 
bit,then get gang-banged by jellies in jelly palace. [NOOOO! I thought jellies didn't exist 
out-side of deconstruction zones! well, your wrong ;)]

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Revenge, http://tearninja.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d4tw1n4

snipe garden, http://tearninja.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d4tvwoy

How to save energy, http://tearninja.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d4tw1wj

Time to save a newbie, http://tearninja.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d4tw2aa

Why gremlins hate seerus, http://tearninja.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d4tw2mr

Fire (from FANFIC: Almirian Destiny) : http://tearninja.deviantart.com/art/Fire-Fanfic-almiran-destiny-293685611

Trevor (from FANFIC: Almirian Destiny): http://tearninja.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d4u4kjj

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