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The night was calm as ever down in Atlantis- unnaturally still, cool but still moist with the wetness that never seemed to fade. The plant-covered gates of the queen's compound were closed down, shut for the nights- no guards remained outside, confident that nothing would be able to breach their sheer, unstoppable walls. But little did they know, something already had.   A dark shadow splattered with pale yell...

Atlantis was always quiet in its illusion of night. Despite the fact that it was miles and miles under sea level, the dome did a decent job at mimicking the real day-night cycle. But some things failed to change with the digital skies- the temperature never dipped away from its humid stickiness, and there was no fresh breeze to whisk away the stench of a musky, muddy jungle.   Under the cover of darkness, figu...

“So let me get this straight.” Mary lashed her tail, pacing from side to side in the abandoned warehouse that the rebels had apparently set in. Her wounds and bruises ached, and she couldn't help but send a glare towards the red iguanodon sitting in the center of the room. It was quite a tight fit with all of them- Flurry and Oboe were sat in the far corner, the tapejara nestled into the albertosaurus’s feathers and angrily glaring at the large herbivore. ...

The court had been… decent hosts. Or at least, that was the nicest thing Apis could call them. She had been less than thrilled with the treatment she had gotten so far- shoved in a cage, interroaged by giant herbivores and much smaller ones with armor, and then shoved out this gate on a mission to gather rare herbs. The cryolophosaurus grumped, nosing at the bag strapped to her hip. Her two other companions seemed less than thrilled- a green utahraptor with sh...