Hey all, want you guys to know that there is an update for the roleplay!

I have made a separate universe for anyone who wanted to roleplay in this story. Thank you to the few who have supported me, and I hope I can make it up to you as the story progresses!

(Here's the link)
roleplay/torn-earth

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I have returned with another episode!!!
We're getting really close to the end of one of the seasons, and every other season past these post-its are way better in story, logic, and actual design! That means I can stop drawing stickmen and-- wait shit i still have to draw stickmen but now they're fat. Gotta wait till Season 3 for human-like bodies...
Anyways, enough of that, for those of you who are actually still holding on I present...

TIC

(but we all know that's not true. Also there aren't even any seasons yet hahahaha-)

Suddenly, in a bright flash of light, everyone looked up to see they were now within a quite comfortable looking cabin.
"hh- wh- a?" Joey stuttered.
"Is this our uh- temporary home now?" Joel asked.
"I guess so" stated Murcury.
Exploring the cabin, the group found suitable bedrooms and all began claiming and personalizing territory within the building.
That one guy who showed up for like 1 episode randomly disappeared with Murcury, and everyone just didn't care and fell asleep.
Joey and Joel sat ideally in their room, waiting for exhaustion to knock them out.
"Ugh, I'm actually really bored now. Is there anything we can do?" Joey asked
"Well, there's nothing I can think of right now, brother. I think we've finished everything on the To-Do list." Joel replied, moving his antennae around.

"Woah, did you see that?" Joey said, getting up and pointing at the window. Joel turned to look, but saw nothing.

"I don't see anything. Maybe your exhaustion is finally kicking in?"
"Well... Yeah, I guess it was just me." Joey said, yawning from no visible source.

Slowly, he lifted the vent from its place, and lowered himself towards the carpeted floor. Landing with an inaudible thud, he slowly untied himself, viewing his surroundings.
He spotted him, and slowly sneaked up to him.
Ah, my prize. he thought.
Surgically removing the syringe from his belt, he leaned closer towards Joey, slowly applying pressure to the plunger as the fluid traveled within.


Joel heard something, he was sure of it. Becoming restless, he looked up from his bed, surveying the great void of the night. Once again he heard something, the creaking of a bed.
"Joey... are you okay?"
The man froze, the cover of darkness would soon be of no avail in stealth. Quickly, he hastened his paste on his push, and slid the needle out, placing it back in his belt. He slid towards the corner of the room and waited for whoever else was in the room to fall silent again. After a few minutes, he took up his rope, climbed up into the shafts with slight noise, and quickly exfiltrated from the building, leaving no trace of ever being there.


"It has been done, sir." the man said to his commander.
"...but I couldn't bring him here, I would've been caught-"
"You fool!" bellowed his commander.
"You were told to bring him here no matter the circumstances. That was your final warning, and thus you must pay the price!"
"No, no! Sir! I won't mess up this time I swe- GHAACK!" his words spewed, echoing through the halls as his head bounced onto the floor.


"Rise, Joey." Joel said, lightly shaking his brother.
Joey moaned, and then pulled off the sheets, looking at Joel with weary eyes.
"My goodness, did you sleep at all?"
"Nngh.. rough night, I guess." Joey replied.
"So that must have been you that I heard last night?" Joel questioned.
"What do you mean..?"
The duo walked out of there rooms and noticed how eerily empty the house was. Moving towards the kitchen table Joel found a note that Felix had left. Joey sat down at the table and stared hard at it, nearly falling asleep. Joel sat opposite from him, slowly eating a piece of bread whist eying down his sibling. Joey coughed, he coughed hard, projecting some snot onto the table.
"Mother in Makt, watch where you're coughing!" Joel said, more distant from the table.
"You must've caught something last night." Joel said again, rising from the table and placing his hand on Joey's cheek to better examine him. Joey waved him off.
"Relax.. I'm- okay.." he said in an almost drunken state.
"You're definitely sick" Joel retaliated. "I need to find out what you have."
"Maybe I can help" said a mysterious voice.
Joel; jumping into the air, instictually cast a fire ball behind him. The figure behind him dodged with ease, and watched as it went through the front door, setting fire to the shrubbery outside.
"Gah! Who are you? How'd you get in?" Joel said, holding flame in his hand.
The figure walked into better light.

"My name is Carson. And I think I can help!" he said cheerfully.
"Also you left the door unlocked so-"
"Wait, are you a Kydol?" Joel said, hastily walking up to him and grabbing him by his scarf.
"Uh.. yes. Yes I am" Carson said meekly, slowly attempting to free his scarf. Joel let go, joy in his eyes.
"And you are probably a newborn, yes?"
"I- guess you could say that.." Carson replied.
"Oh, good!" Joel said with glee, "What is it like back home?"
"..Oh.... Uh..." Carson looked off and scratched his head. "I never got to really see it." Joel was puzzled by this.
"What? How? Where were you born?" he asked.
"Let's-- wait until another day to sort this out." Carson said, walking up to where Joey currently sat. Joey coughed up more snot, and sniffled.
"We should probably relocate him to a bed." Carson stated. The two dragged Joey back into his room and packed him tightly under the blankets. Carson, revealing he too was trained in the arts, began attempting to identify the virus with magic. The two worked hard, but found nothing they could identify in human books, nor Kydolian.
"Strange, this, this is a new disease of sorts." Carson said while rubbing his chin.
"Look at his skin, its taking a green tone." Joel said as he rubbed Joey's skin; cooler and mushy to the touch.
"I should probably get to know our patient better. What is his name?" Carson asked, looking over at Joel.
"Well, he's Joey. I'm Joel."
Carson's eyes widened.
"The- Joey?"
Joel took a second to understand what he meant, but then put the pieces together.
"Oh, yes, of course. This is him."
"Such a powerful creature being attacked by a microscopic force. Fascinating." Carson remarked.
Suddenly a loud burst at the door alerted the two, looking behind them to see Felix and Connor enter the house.
"Are these friends of yours?" Carson asked. Joel nodded.
"Hey, we're back from a tournament. Oh, hey- uh.. Whose this?" Felix said, pointing at Carson. Joel told him, and they all proceeded to greet each other. Whilst everyone talked to each other; getting to know one another, Joel looked back over at Joey, whose eyes staid fixed shut. He got closer, listening for any breathing. He panicked. He felt for a pulse, but felt nothing. He stood up, taking the attention of everyone as he pounded into Joey's chest, attempting to resuscitate him.
"Woah, holy crap, what happened to Joey?" Felix said, walking over to the bedside.
"He- he got sick! This isn't happening." he began muttering over and over. He stopped. Tears in his eyes.
"Guys.." he said weakly. "I- I think he's.. Dead."



THE END?

WILL TEH BOIS AVENG JOI???
WILL WE FOIND OWT WHO TEH COMANDUR IZ???
WILL CARSOON REVVEEAL MORE ABOOT HIMSELF?
WILL DAMN CONNOR STOP PRETENDING TO BE BLIND BECAUSE WE ALL KNOW HE ISN'T?!?!
IS THERE EVEN MORE STORY TO THIS NOW THAT 1 OF THE 2 MAIN PROTAGONISTS ARE DEAD?!?!?!?!?!?!!?
ALL THESE QUESTIONS MAY BE ANSWERED
ON THE NEXT EPISODE...
OF...

TORN EARTH!!!!!!!
(I'm gonna call it that now. Not by its Chapter or whatnot)
In the next post.

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...Tyme for a mini epnisode for...
TOYURN UARTH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

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"My servant has failed me again!" he boasted.
"He was a noob-
*BEEP*
"We must eliminate Felix as well." he said again.
"How will you accomplish that?" the voice asked.
"Leave it to me!" he said, walking into the light..


Lightning flashed overhead; a loud rumble came afterward.
Felix looked out on the terrain as he pondered the death of his comrade, sipping a beverage. He leaned back in the chair, thinking about what he could've done to prevent it.
It's my fault, he thought.
The others were inside, mourning the death of their lost one. Joey was gone, and he probably wasn't coming back. Joel had taken the body under his wing, and had given it a traditional Kydol send-off, burning the corpse and scattering the ash into the wind. They all sat silently inside, looking at each other.
"I can't believe I tried to kill him!" cried Connor
Carson said
"It will be okay."
Some drank, others did not. Small talk was exchanged, but then it'd fall silent again. Soon, the crew began leaving, saying their goodbyes, and traveling off into the distance. It was just Joel and Carson now.
"Hey," Carson said, wandering outside. Joel followed out, looking for what the problem was.
"Where's Felix?" Carson questioned, looking at the empty chair.

2 months later.

Felix zoomed down the highway. He went as fast as he could, keeping his cool.
BLOOM BLOOM BLOOM
The street tore up behind him as a small aircraft shot rounds just behind him. He kicked up the gear and sped across the terrain, nearing a cliff.

"I've got you now!" yelled the pilot, dastardly laughing as they approached the cliff.

Felix hit the throttle, and flew off the cliff, plummeting into the valley.
The pilot pulled back, stopping at the edge and attempted to look down.
"That was.. very unexpected.." he mumbled.
"Oh well, guess my job is do-- ooh!" A ship flew up into his view. He saw the opposite pilot wave to him, as he delivered rounds into his ship, blowing it up instantly.

"Hell yeah!" screamed Connor, cheering his miniature victory.
"Nice flip!" Carson complimented.
Felix thanked him still panting, rubbing the sweat off his brow.
"Alright, let's head off back home!" Connor said, turning the ship away from the cliff.
Felix sat there looking at a photo. It was really the only photo he had of him and Joey; not like they had much interest or time to really stand around to take one, but they were lucky to get one. He looked hard and long at it; thinking about the small interval of time they coexisted.
Suddenly, the screen behind him lit up, he jumped up at the sound of someone yelling.
"FELIX!!"
"Uh, y-yes sir?!" Felix said, saluting the man on the dark screen.

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"Erm, what? You're breaking up, sir! What did you say?"
"CRAW!!!" screamed a beast from behind them. The camera shook and the man fleed, but failed to get away. The screen went static, then went black. Felix stood there agasp to what he'd just seen. He shook his head, calling Carson to come over. They headed to the back of the small aircraft and opened up to a small room.
"I missed this." Felix said.
"Me too!" Carson peeped.
The two walked back out in their sparkling armor.

"Ooh, can I come too??" Joel asked.
The two looked at each other, and then back.
"We'll all go!" Felix proudly stated, looking at Carson.


The ship descended onto alien soil. They were once again somewhere in space, searching for something.
"Oh my, that's big." Carson said.
They glared at the tall tower.

(Front and side views for reference)

"Let's go." Felix said, trudging forward.




It screeched at them, nearly blowing them away.
Standing within the halls of the huge building, they readied themselves for a battle.
"Wait a second.." said Carson. He glared at the tiny dome ontop of its head.
He conjured a beam and flung it towards the dome, instantly blowing it away with a yelp; a corpse flinging away from the scene.

The beast went silent, slowly wriggling itself back into the ground.
"Well that was anticlimactic" said Joel.
"Let's go in this room now" he said as he pushed a random button.
"Hmm.. There doesn't seem to be anything in here.." Felix noted as he walked in. They surveyed the room, but found nothing.
Clank! Felix heard from across the room. He toggled a light on his helmet to look, and saw. Just across a small dark pit was him..
"Ach! Please, no!!" screamed an innocent looking man stuck in a corner. Infront of him stood a man with robots arms and blonde hair. His eyes were white and green, surging with power. He turned and smiled at Felix, letting out a small chuckle.

"Let him go!" yelled Felix.
The man turned around, incinerating the cowering man in the corner. He turned back.
"Make me" said the man, electric coming from his fingertips.
Suddenly a drawbridge slid from under the floor, connecting the two splotches of ground. They both walked forward, the crew hanging back, watching in awe.
"You'll be much easier than Joey!" boasted the man; his hands on his hips.
Felix gasped, bringing him back months earlier. He re-felt all the pain again; the hopelessness of the entire situation. Then he remembered the small detail. He noticed the footprint on the carpet- no boot like anyone had, but he assumed it was just him. Besides, he was caught up in mourning his friend, not some random bootprint. It all came together now, he looked up with anger.
"You hired someone to kill him!" Felix screamed on the verge of tears.
The man laughed, "It took you that long to figure that out? I thought you were more than that, Felix!"
"You're dead!" Felix shouted, pulling out his gun. He cranked up the power on the thing, and let out a large beam of light towards the opposing force. He thought he had him, but from the red light he could see a conflicting green barrier. He grunted and walked forward, increasing the pressure.


10 minutes of fighting later, the two found themselves out of breath, glaring each other down with hatred. On the sidelines, the group stood wondering if they should step in or let the duel continue.
Crreeeeeaaakk
CRRACCK!
Felix yelped as he fell into the pit, his enemy quickly scrambling off the bridge.
Felix grasped the small edge of what was left, halting his descent. He cried out in fear, hovering over a pit of death.
"Later Felix!" piped the opponent, running off cackling. Felix was suspended, slowly losing his grasp.
"We have to save Felix!" Joel cried out in a half-hearted tone.
"THERES NO NEED TO FEAR," echoed a voice from nowhere.
The group looked around to see who said it.
Joel asked, "Was that..?"
"HENRY IS HERE!!!" screamed the voice, revealing a young Henry falling from the sky on a rope.

TO BE CONDINTUED!!!

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With a brisk glide through the air, Henry glided through the air, accidentally letting go of his rope, and face planting into the hard rock below.
"hww Fwlxx." he said, waving his arm in the air.
"You're out of the hospital!" Felix said, still holding on for dear life.
Henry lifted up his head, and got up, reaching down to Felix.

"Sure did!" he said, pulling Felix up.
"Alright, we gotta get out of here!" Felix said, brushing himself off. And so they did, heading quickly back to their ship and blasting off back home.


"Welcome to the Star Bound!" Felix stated proudly.
"Wow, it's-- small." Henry said, loosing enthusiasm. It was a small ship; topped with bunk beds, weaponry, and some cool space TVs or something like such.
"This ship is like a house, but with guns-- and in space!"
"Alrighty then" Henry said, finding a place to lounge."

Elsewhere
Cameron looked over his equipment. He opened up a crate, and took his possessions.
"I think it's time I told them." he said to himself.
"Tell them who I really am."

With that, he slid the helmet on.


MEANWHILE, ON EARTH.


"Ha ha, what a trick they tried to pull!" he cackled, walking over to his prize.
"They thought they could trick us with the sham funeral.." he continued.
"But I was able to... dig up some clues!" he said, laughing, ripping the white sheet off of his prize.




"So.. What do I do with it now" the man said, still admiring his possession long after reveal.
"..We give them Joey." said the man with the robot arms.
"What?" the man said in disbelief, turning to his leader.
"Are.. you okay?-"
"LISTEN!" castigated robot arms.
"If we give them Joey, they will think the worst part has past; surely the living dead should-- distract them for some time."
"They won't expect what is waiting for them..." he continued with a smirk.

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He heaved the body with him, throwing it into the small chilled room. He had known that the ritual hadn't been actually carried out, as Joel had told him. He didn't know exactly how the others had figured out where he'd been buried, but he was glad he got there before they did. He looked down at the lifeless body of Joey with a smirk.
"Stay down, Joey."
"Stay down."

With that, he closed the door.


Joel was sitting outdoors, staring off in the surrounding fields as he leaned on a pillar on the porch. Felix came out in a new red armor, which got him some compliments.
"So when did Joey die?" Henry said, coming out as well to join the group. Carson engaged him in conversation about the date and time, which he tried to stay with as he was also learning who Carson was.

Joel turned to the group, mostly engaging Felix who had taken off his helmet.
"You know I.. I never told you about this." he said with uttermost seriousness.
"What is it?" Felix asked.
"Well- Joey.. He--" he stopped to collect his thoughts.
"I didn't actually-" suddenly, he was cut off as a bullet flew in through his neck and out towards the house, shattering a window. Felix shrieked as he hit the ground frivolously putting his helmet on. Henry jumped in through the doorway back into the house, and Carson prepared to shield himself from further attacks. He glanced over at Joel's body, and then proceeded to run over and cast a bubble around it. Felix scrambled to his feet and kneeled over by Joel, holding his head.
"Oh my god, Joel! Stay with me!" he said, nearing crying.
Joel choked on his blood, eying Felix down, he spat out a bit, but finally uttered.
"Joey will lvehh" he drowned on his words as Felix looked down at his lifeless eyes.
"We need to get him to a hospital!"
"You really think they're gonna take in an alien?!" barked Henry, coming out from the house.
"I know a place we can take him." Henry said, running off the property.



Meanwhile


"Sir, I killed Joel. Mission accomplished." the assassin said in a low tone.
The man with robot arms let out an angry scream at him.
"NO!" he shouted. "I said FELIX!" he said as green bolts of electricity emitted from his hands.
"...oops." the assassin nervously said.


Thus begins... T.E.C
(The Ender Chronicles)

Hello everybody, who may or may not be following this.
You may have notice I've gone silent on this since-- November, was it?

I was planning to get Season 1 done by the end of last year, but that was unsuccessful.
Also, over time, I came to realize more that this really just isn't the platform made for this sort of content, and therefore.
This series is discontinued. Here atleast. It still lives at a bunch of other places.

So, with that said, don't expect any further things happening here. This is the end of the road for this website and this content.
There is still, however, another place (which will most likely close soon as well), you can visit the 'interactive' edition of this here:
roleplay/torn-earth

Alright, once again, to those of you who tagged along this long, thank you. Goodbye!