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6525: Guerilla

Kaiwi rolled over as he woke up, almost flailing at the amount of room he had to reach out. That’s right, he had been given a proper room instead of a cell overnight after finishing up his gardening work the previous day. He sat up to look through the small window, an improvement on his windowless cell but still seemed bleak and claustrophobic. He was really missing his apartment at this point, but according to the guards he could go home after this whole banq...

"Last day, inmate!" a deep but cheerful voice woke Kaiwi from his slumber. As he stretched and yawned, he was surprised to see the call had come from Mantell, looking more friendly than he had ever seen him before. Even Guerilla had shifted out of his perma-scowl and was humming some song under his breath. "You two are in a good mood, do I dare ask why?" he asked as he joined them outside of his cell. ...

The next step was down in the mines, much to Kaiwi's chagrin. He was permitted a night in his cell to rest before the same two guards woke him up abruptly for another day of labour. "Am I nearly out yet?" he asked acerbicly. Guerilla sighed, clearly tired of the raptor. "Soon, couple more tasks left," he grunted.  "You'll let me...

Dungeon Masters ( Story)- Lil Monster Writing by: Lil Monster Da gallery: https://www.deviantart.com/xxinsanenightmarexx/gallery Word count: 1,200+ Dino’s Included: Geiger (4115)   Pounding rattled Geiger's head as she slowly woke up from a hard hit that knocked her out cold while heading through the jungle and exploring Atlantis more… all she could remember was a couple large figures and seeing black quickly, her jaw was sore and getting up was ...

The gates swung open wide, creaking and groaning and covered in plants but working. Mintee and Mary stepped back in shock, and Oboe let out a confused squawk at the sight that greeted them. A large, muscled herbivore stood on the other side of the gate, looking down at them with a harsh expression. The mysterious herbivore was one none of them had ever seen before. It was a hadrosaurus, similar to Mintee and Mary, but… different. Much bigger and more muscular,...

Mantell and Guerilla led Kaiwi out through the halls of the buildings until they finally stepped out into the artificial sunlight. They were in the middle of the large clearing the Court of Atlantis called home. The treeline of the lush jungle was still visible but the threat of the vicious plants was far enough away that Kaiwi could smooth his prickling feathers. He really didn't enjoy the thought of making his way back through the jungle to get home, as much a...

"Keep it moving, prisoner!" the grey Iguanodon barked at Kaiwi, shoving him forward. From eavesdropping in his cell, the raptor knew this one was called Guerilla and the smaller green one was called Mantell. They weren't very chatty with him, so he resorted to leaning his ear against the wall and listening as hard as he could through the stone wall. His cellmate, Amethyst, had been l;ed out at the same time as him but in the opposite direction and he was already...

After spending days wandering through Atlantis, Vanim yearned for the open prairies of his home. It felt like he couldn’t take two steps without nearly tripping over an overgrown root or a carnivorous plant’s snapping jaws. He’d gotten better at avoiding them, but having to stay alert at all times wore on his patience, and his nerves. He spent more time resting than he would have if he were traveling aboveground, but even then he didn’t feel like he could relax; he’d endeare...

“But what do you have for us? You walk in here blindly in a pack and expect to just be allowed wherever you want to go? I’m not sure where you came from, but your sharp teeth mean nothing here.”                 Relic glanced over at Blight as Guerilla, the gray and black Iguanodon before them, said with a wicked smirk. The three other Iguanodons around him laughed at the sheer thought. The audacity of the two Acros and the single Carno!       ...

The trek through the jungle had been a long and hard one- and they were not nearly done yet. Snowshoe halted outside the compound, nervously worrying about her claws. The amnesiac had slowly been recovering more and more of her memories on the way over, and what she found… were not the happiest, to put it lightly. Part of her wanted to simply turn tail, fleeing back the way they had come. But it was far too late for that now.    ...