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Editado por Duardo:
5/27/2016 3:38:27 PM
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Home Again (NTR)
[i]We entered the void as pioneers, explorers of the vast frontier that had been opened to us. Our ascent has not been easy: at every step, dark forces have nipped at our heels, and gathered overhead. We no longer know where our enemies hide, nor can we recognize the shadows that they hide in. From the Tribals, to the People, and even from within, our path has been marked by strife and bloodshed. We once believed our Union to be insurmountable, indivisible, and invincible...
Oh, how wrong we were.
If it is peace that they want, then we must be willing to fight for it.[/i]
[b]Biographies:[/b]
[spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1146680/142827891/0/0 (Must be in Extragalactical Escapedes to see, because it's a private post)[/spoiler]
[b]Locations:[/b]
[spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1146680/200794966/0/0 (Must be in Extragalactical Escapedes to see, because it's a private post)[/spoiler]
[b]NTR Fleet[/b]
[spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/195609558/0/0[/spoiler]
[b]NTR Military[/b]
[spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/195614025/0/0[/spoiler]
[spoiler]Moderator edit: This thread has been moved to #Offtopic, a more appropriate forum for this offtopic discussion.
Feel free to private message the moderator who moved your post, link to topic, for further clarification about why this topic was moved.[/spoiler]
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314 RespuestasEditado por Shadlezz: 4/24/2016 3:39:43 PM[i][b]Men from space.[/b][/i] They had fallen from the sky, the giant ship had made so much noise that the entire lifeforms in region had been alerted to their presence. Or at least, that's as far as the Huntress knew. These men of fragile skin were strange, she had never seen their kin before. She observed them, they had already built themselves a camp from the wreckage they had gathered. One had already killed another, perhaps a long history of rivalry... or perhaps he was a hunter as well. Standing atop one of the sheds, cloaked to absolute perfection, she listened, she observed. She recorded their voices, perhaps for future attempts at communication. She watched them, learning about each of them. [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
