GroundZero099

Author’s note: Here we have another, much more action packed instalment of my Destiny series! This particular story is one of the oddities I mentioned when I announced to the whole ten of you about what time I would be uploading these. Without further ado, let’s get into the story, from the other side of Destiny (Yeah, that’s the tagline now) As the dropship rocketed towards the sand blasted surface of Mars, the Centurion thought about the upcoming battle as he was rocked back and forth gentle by the ship’s swaying. He contacted the Siege Dancers to gain an update on how their defence was going. He learned that they

As the clock ticked it’s way past 6:00 AM on the first night, Jeremy stood up out of his chair and began the early morning routine he’d been to do. 1: Make sure the animatronics were in their correct positions. He didn’t really need to do that one, as the ones on the stage always returned there in the morning, the “Mangle” couldn’t really move anyway, and the old ones in the Parts/Services room were switched off permanently. The only ones he needed to check was Balloon Boy, who was still in his spot by a balloon stand, and Kenny, who seemed to wander from place to place, and didn’t really have an as

Author’s Note: I’m so sorry for basically turning into a vegetable for a while; I just lost interest in writing. But I’m here now, so who cares? Enjoy the story, from the other side of Destiny. The Centurion stood in the hangar of the large ship his contingent of Sand Eater’s was using as a temporary base until they were redeployed onto the surface of Mars. He stood there, reflecting on the briefing he and his fellow Centurions had been given about what they may face on the red ball of dust. The Vex: ancient war machines designed to destroy all in their path. He’d been told that they had bases on Mars and Venus,

Name: Iron Colour/s: Dark-ish Grey and Silver Gem Location: N/A Appearance: Fully enclosed medieval suit of armour with a liftable visor Accent: British Weapon: A Long-Sword usually kept in a metal Scabbard secured to the side of his waist Personality: He has a very cautious nature and can be quite cryptic sometimes, but his intentions are always good. He also has a funny sense of humour, but also can be sarcastic and cold Abilities: (These are shared by all Ores) Re-forming: Similar to Gems, Ores can rebuild their bodies, but, unlike Gems, they need their respective ore to rebuild larger parts like whole limbs, but can reform fingers

As the sun rose and light flooded into Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza, the various animatronics prepared for a new day of fun. The three main stars powered up on the stage first, followed by Devin, who was left in Party Room 3 after the previous day’s festivities, Balloon Boy was in his usual spot in the Game area, The Puppet was still in his box, Mangle was… still being Mangle in Kids Cove and Seb had somehow fallen over during the gap between the night shift ended, and the day began, as he was slumped, face first against a wall. When they had all fully activated and were standing around the front of the stage and talking about th

House Name: House of Fortune Kell: Alphantus the Released Prime Servitor: Omegus Prime Baron/s: Tharaks and Ganesus Planet/s located on: Mars and Venus Colour scheme: Orange and Tan Numbers: 147 members, 50 Shanks, 35 Dregs, 35 Vandals, 15 Captains, 8 Servitors, 1 Prime and 1 Kell Lore: The House of Fortune was a large House of Fallen for many years, until they made the mistake of attacking the Reef while the House of Wolves was under the Queen’s control. Most of the House were killed, including the Kell at the time, simply known as the “Alpha”, and those who weren’t killed were forced to join the ranks of the

As Dash’s systems activated in the dark Parts/Services room and as he stood up, he got the feeling that something bad would happen. He exited the room and made his way though the dark hallway, taking note that he was the first to leave. As he walked he bumped into what looked like himself, but much more blue and MUCH more smug. “Oh, hello Dash” Devin said with his trademark smug face Dash rolled his optics and replied “Devin, what are you doing here? It’s off your programed route…” “I decided to pay my favourite trash pile a visit!” He said in a voice that had poorly concealed hate in i