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Village of Xing
(The scene opens on the image of a mostly achromatic town. It is dull and grey in apperance, the majority of the colour washed out. Only a few splashes of vibrancy remains; the plants and animals, small, everyday things that are easily over looked, and a few signs and wall hangings are all that's left of the city's once bright colours. The inhabitants of the village are ghostly in appearance as well. Much like the town, their hair, skin, and clothes are also either washed out or in grey scale.)
Nikki: (She walks through the city gates, holding Momo, only to stop short as she and Bobo see the inside of the village.) Is this it? Is this the Villiage of Xing? It's much more... Um... (She frowns a bit as she pauses for a moment, unsure of the proper word.) Dull than I expected.
Momo: (He looks up curiously, having just finished his snack, then frowns in befuddlement.) Yeah... Everyone looks so gray and gloomy.
Bobo: You're right. The book I read on the way here says this village was flouri
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Albert Wesker : Owner's Guide
Albert Wesker: An Owner's Guide and Maintenance Manual
CONGRATULATIONS!

You are now the proud owner of an ALBERT WESKER unit! In order to obtain top performance from your captain, please follow the procedures detailed in this manual.
Note that there are currently two editions of our WESKER unit available to guarantee a wider range of sexy evilness. You may chose between
(a) Type I CAPTAIN ALBERT WESKER
(b) Type II ALBERT WESKER CVX
Please ensure that you have been issued with the edition of your choice as confusing these two types may result in severe malfunctions and/or permanent damage to the unit and/or his owner.
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Name: Albert Wesker (may be referred to as Wesker, Captain, treacherous bastard or Albie, although the latter is not recommended)
Manufacturer: Evil Traitor Inc.
Year of Production: 1960
Height: 6ft ( 183 cm)
Weight: 186 lbs ( 84 kg)
Length: not human anymore
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    He sat there, the noise around him pounding loudly against his pained mind. He downed another shot, his sight now a bit hazy, unfocused. What time was it? He didn't remember, nor did he care to. Why should he focus on reality when he could drown out all his troubles with a single, fiery liquid?
    He loved it, the way it tasted. It was like ambrosia, presenting a variety of smells and flavours in order to please the various senses of the drinker. He loved the way it burned, searing at his throat as it went down in a way so enticing that it seemed to embody pure ecstasy. It acted like an anxiolytic drug, taking away all his troubles, all his stress and worry. It excited him, Allotting him a sense of relief which he would not be able to experience in his everyday life.
    A glance up at the clock caused his eyes to widen in shock. It was already 7:53. He allowed a curse to escape him as he hastily called the bartender over and paid for his drinks before rushing out of the building. His mind was in a drunken haze, and as he rushed to the train station to buy his ticket, he allowed it to wander, sending it into the deepest parts of oblivion.
    Upon reaching the gates, he easily cleared the security guards just in time to watch the train he was rushing for leave the station. He cursed again, years of suppressed tears threatening to spill down his wind chilled cheeks. But he held them in. He found a bench and sat down, head In his hands. Why him? Why now? This had been his last chance, his only chance, to see her again. He pulled out his small flask, downing more of that liquid fire as he allowed the memories of her to flood over him.
    They had been a small family, all living together in their small, one bedroom house. At the time they had lived out in the country, he, his wife, and her, his baby girl. She was beautiful. She always had been. He could see her now, running to him as he moved up the tiny walkway to the door. Her curly black locks framing her perfect porcelain features and rosey cheeks; stunning blue eyes full of so much life that he found himself smiling from her mere presence.
He could see the plain white dress, the silk one with the lace. It flowed around her small figure, blowing in the wind behind her as she ran to him. She had seemed like an angel-a princess straight from the pages of a fairy tale.
    She was only six then, and even after all these years, he could still feel her tiny arms around him, her small face buried into his stomach. He had been so close to her, his dreams full of nothing but being the perfect father-the loving husband. But, at some point, it all fell apart. He was thrown into agony. His dreams had been ruined. It went downhill from there. He had grown apart from his baby over the course of the years, and now he had missed his final chance to have a place in her life. He would never see her again.
    He stood up, mind completely lost, overtaken by the alluring buzz of the drink in his hand - the thing he had once put so much faith in. He had planned to surprise her, to see her again and make up for all the years he had wasted as a hedonist.
    His vision was blurry as he walked, moving slowly through the now desolate station. His footsteps echoed around him, resonating off the walls and reverberating within the sickly thick silence. He continued moving, destination unknown. His mind and heart were racing, both overpowered by his intense agony. His thoughts fused together, becoming nothing but voices inside his head, all of them loud, all them unbearably loud. He could no longer discern the difference between them.
    His body was moving along in a mindless state, finding it's way aimlessly in the darkness until his feet gave way and he fell, his skin kissing the cold, hard surface of the concrete. The air left him, leaving him to lay there, his sadness overflowing in pools of pain and anguish. He permitted his emotions to show for the first time in years, all his suffering finally free to spill forth and escape him. All the negative emotions which had been bottled up, suppressed, the cause of many years of drinking were now free to expose themselves, stinging his cold skin.
    It seemed like hours had passed as the now broken man lay there, surrounded by an inky blackness, before he heard it. There was a sound vibrating through the air with such ferocity that it seemed to shake the very core of his soul. He began to sit up, slowly, his tears still falling from his tired eyes. A small light in the distance was moving towards him, penetrating the thick darkness which surrounded his body and mind.
    The light came closer, moving at high speed, eventually revealing itself to be an iron beast from his boyhood nightmares. He sat there as the clockwork of the monster moved closer to him. In his mind it was moving slowly, too slowly. It was agonizingly slow. The mechanic creature was beyond stopping at this point, a body of mindlessly moving parts and cold metal moving far too fast to be halted before reaching his fragile, fleshy body. The sound of it penetrated his senses, giving him a harsh rush of adrenaline - yet he refused to move. What was the point of continuing to live if he was cursed to be alone? No. He would stay. He would let this metal monstrosity devour him, and that would be the end of it. The end of his pain, his anguish, his guilt. He sat up completely, his mind full of drunken madness. His only regret was the lost chance for forgiveness, the lost chance to show his child how much he truly loved them.
    It only took mere seconds for the beast to discover him in the darkness. It came at him with full force, sucking him into it’s abyss-like mouth after smashing him apart. The rounded teeth gnawed at his flesh, tearing it into ribbons, as his pitiful life flashed before his eyes in a bloodied blur. Then, he was gone, nothing left behind but an unpleasant stain and a foul smell. 
    The train continued down the tracks, the conductor completely unaware of the life he had just taken, leaving the mutilated corpse in his wake. He had been warned that this section of tracks was in need of repair, so he thought nothing of the uneasy ride across them.
(The scene opens on the image of a mostly achromatic town. It is dull and grey in apperance, the majority of the colour washed out. Only a few splashes of vibrancy remains; the plants and animals, small, everyday things that are easily over looked, and a few signs and wall hangings are all that's left of the city's once bright colours. The inhabitants of the village are ghostly in appearance as well. Much like the town, their hair, skin, and clothes are also either washed out or in grey scale.)
Nikki: (She walks through the city gates, holding Momo, only to stop short as she and Bobo see the inside of the village.) Is this it? Is this the Villiage of Xing? It's much more... Um... (She frowns a bit as she pauses for a moment, unsure of the proper word.) Dull than I expected.
Momo: (He looks up curiously, having just finished his snack, then frowns in befuddlement.) Yeah... Everyone looks so gray and gloomy.
Bobo: You're right. The book I read on the way here says this village was flourishing with colour. It's supposed to be the most beautiful and vibrant place in all of Miraland... I wonder what happened to these poor people. (She approaches one of the villagers, a poor and drab looking woman with long black hair and a grey and black hanfu. The woman turns to her, eyes glazy and forlorn.) Um, excuse me, but is this the village of Xing? Where is all the colour? What happened to everyone?
Villager: The Goddess doesn't like bright and pretty things. She will punish you if she sees you. She will punish us too.
Nikki: I've never heard of anyone, much less a goddess, who hates pretty colourful clothes!
Momo: Nikki is right! That sounds awful, and this Goddess lady seems really sketchy. I bet she hates grilled fish too!
Villager: The Goddess! Praise the Goddess! She shall punish you!
Lunar: (She rushes over, her face and clothing in disarray.) Nikki! Thank heavens you're here! These poor people... They... Their spirits have been corrupted. Someone calling themself The Goddess has taken over their minds.
Niki: (Nikki's face takes on a muxture of complete shock and horror, and her hands move to cover her mouth as she stares at her dear friend.) Oh no! There must be a way we can help them! We can't leave these villagers in such an awful state!
Bobo: She's right! These people-
Villager: (She cuts off Bobo, her sad face taking on a dark smile.) The Goddess can't be defeated. Her style is supreme here. There is no way for you to win- no way for you to save anyone.
Nikki: (She frowns at the villager for a moment before remembering that she's been brainwashed, then she turns back to Lunar with absolute determination on her porcelain-like face.) We will save this village. No one should be forced to dess and act in a way they don't want to!
Village of Xing
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This is a place I've wanted to go to since I was a little kid. So I drew it. I like castles and stuff. So it was fun.
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I am literally the only American that knows about my favorite band. Granted, it's a German band, but still.... It's so amazing that I feel more people should know of their existence.
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Hey! I'm HK! Got that memorized? It will be important one day!! I'm 18 and writing is my passion in life!!
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