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o.o Last updated 4.20.2003

You see a krawk sitting on a cloud, idly resting and flicking off bits and pieces of the silver lining. He has scales of blue, but has a metal chest plate on, with wires attaching bits and pieces together. His right leg looks like it's entirely made of metal, and on his back is a jet pack, randomly spurting licks of fire. Sitting next to him, is his petpet, a blue wadjet, with the same amber eyes and color as him.

Staring at you, he stops flicking at his cloud, tilts his head and lookts at you. Fidgeting uncomfortably for a while, you don't know what to do.
Finally, the krawk breaks the silence…his voice lighthearted and cheerful,

Zerawin: "Why hello guest, welcome to my pet page. Feel free to browse XD."

Name: Zerawin
Nickname: Zery, Zer
Species: Krawk
Gender: Male
Status: Single
Color: Blue, or space, which ever ya like XD
Level: 1
Strength: 7
Defense: #DEFENSE
Smarts: 16
Health: 11
(I'm training, so these stats will go up mighty quickly. If ya wat to help, send frostdragon64 one dubloon coin XD. Every one counts :P
I also gots a jet pack! No more of that sissy Mystical Stuff fer me! =P




- If you steal my story, I will hunt you down. DO YOU HEAR ME?! HUNT!

"Zerawin, Report to Bridge!"
It was always the same. I go to the bridge, floating past all the debris of our ship, pushing off the walls to the room, just to find out that the enemy is just another merchant ship. Although, it is still hard to hunt down all of the Police Armada when they have clocking technology, and the fact that hijacking ships to them is like stealing candy from a baby makes it a little bit more difficult. We have it too, mind you, but to do so, we have to shut down all the atmospheric and gravitational energy, and then we have to prepare ourselves with oxygen masks that itch like heck, so it really isn't worth the trouble anyways.
"Zerawin, Report to Bridge!"
"Ugh, stuff a sock in it, will ya Cap'n , your givin' me a headache…" I muttered, opening the door to the bridge. The entire room was at the front, with a single panel window that stretched across the entire wall. Here and there were panels, each assigned a different job, with people pushing buttons and regular intervals to make it seem like they're doing something.
Leaning over the window, my heart sank. This was no merchant ship; this was part of the full fledged armada. Over 30 ships, all equipped with weapons that could annihilate a planet. Perfect. Frantically pushing off of the window, I took my place at the main guns. Tilting my head back, I allowed the implant chip to be stored in my eye, making my line of vision the same as the gun. Yes, it hurts a lot, but you get used to it after awhile. Flicking a few switches, I saw the red dot which was my aimer slowly edge itself onto the ship. Grinning, I could almost see the police's faces when I blew their gas valve.
"Bye Bye, suckers!"
With that lovely parting comment I pushed the button, sending a stream of blue light lancing towards their ship. Instantly, right before it hit, over three quarters of the ships just disappeared into ludicrous speed, probably to another sector. The ship that I was aiming for disappeared also, hitting another right in the front. It shot through the entire ship, imploding it within the vector or space. Oxygen rushed out, suffocating the people inside. But there was an added bonus. With everyone inside dead, the ship tumbled head over heels into another, destroying that one as well.
"Whoo hoo! Yes!" I took out the chip and jumped around, happy that I destroyed the goody-goody two shoes. Everyone else cheered, with comments like:
"Good Shooting!"
" Hah! They're turning tail!"
"Stupid police!"
They rose me up and carried me around. It wasn't every day that you destroyed a police carrier in one shot, much less two. I winked cheekily at my rival, the other gunman, and he just sneered. Casually looking out the window, my joy froze. Jumping down, I rammed into a pilots controls, jutting the ship upwards. A beam of red light shot below me, close enough to imagine the ship exploding with every vivid detail. The ships that had gone to ludicruist speed had returned, closing in at each of our corners.
"Hey, Zerawin, what was that for?!" The pilot retorted. That's when they noticed.
"Oh no! They're Coming back!"
"Two ships closing in fast, Cap'n, another preparing to fire."
Frantically, I jumped to my gun post and aimed. Another beam of blue light lanced forwards, but the ships turned them into harmless light shows. Now a red light shot towards us, right at the cockpit. Over 20 men died right then and there, another few incinerated into a crisp. Choking, I flipped a switch on my helmet and I found oxygen in a compartment. Putting the mask on, I felt a sigh of relief, then panic. Where were the others?
I saw my best friend trying to reach for one of the masks, and I helped him as best I could. We had always done things together, and always looked out for each other. Putting the mask over his face, I stared into empty eyes. He was already dead.
Still, the shooting was not over. Again and again the ships shot at us, reducing our ship into a pile of burning rubble. I managed to reach the cockpit, and escape, but in doing so I left my comrades back in the ship. I saw their eyes, all suffering, all dieing. I crashed landed here, in neopia, and formed a new identity. But I cannot forget my comrades, my friend's eyes. Dead...without emotion, without anything.

::Favorite Things::

I still remember my old ship, the Scorpion. This neopian item is about all I have to remember that fateful day. It even looks like my gun post on the ship! But this runs on asparagus, which is kind of...disturbing o.o.

And who doesn't like to kick back and veg out for a while, hmm? I'd like to meet a krawk who doesn't like relaxing like this. A nice, cold land lubber and a good match in the battledome to settle your nerves are great. Bliss.

Ah, the Battledome. Home of the Baddest Brawls that were ever fought in Neopia. Here we find wars, fueds, and just regular old fights. I'm currently training right now, then I'm gonna focus on the 1 player matches only. Chia flour. Brrr.