Well, I finally got clearance to post. Feedback please.
Possum was sitting in the middle of his one of his favorite places in the sity, The Tavern. He might have been imagining it, but he thought he heard faint yelling. All of a sudden, there was a breeze, and an exciting new feeling in the air. Feeling this excitement, Possum simply could not just sit there. So he left, walking to his favorite place in the sity, the Museum of Art, Music, and Writing. When inside, he saw there were papers all over the floor. The message was unclear, as it was shotty, but it was clear nonetheless. Thoad, one of the more social members in the sity, was feeling like exploring the land, and he needed a crew! Possum jumped for joy at this marvelous chance. While jumping, he noticed that one of the messages was special. Its writing was different. He picked it up, and it was said it was either meant for him or for King Ryan. He read it....and immediately ran outside of the building, searching for Thoad. He was nowhere to be found. Then Possum saw somebody staring at him quite oddly, so he went to engage the stranger in conversation. The stranger said, "I believe you are looking for the one named Thoad, correct?" "Yes," Possum said. "Do you know where I might find him?" The stranger said, "Of course, Thoad is exactly where he should be, his condo." So Possum set off. On the way there, he was confronted by the Moderators of the sity, the people that kept any fun from happening. They demanded to know why he was so happy. He replied, "Because, dear sirs and madam, today is a Wednesday!" This was understood immediately, as Wednesdays were the happiest days of them all. So Possum continued on his journey. He finally got to the block where Thoad was known to live. Outside his condo, in the middle of the street, was a ship. A wondrous ship. On the side, painted in glossy black paint, were the words 'A.G.S. Explorer'. And in the captain's cabin was Thoad. Possum gladly went up to him in order to explain what had transpired. However, on his way there, he was attacked! It was the Mage, Gray Wolf. He was known to hate Possum for reasons that will not be disclosed here, and everyone knew he wouldnât want Possum to be able to go on any adventures, except the last and greatest adventure of them all, death. Possum knew he couldnât let Gray Wolf stop him, but he also knew that, as a mage, this man was very dangerous. So he planned to do the best thing that would end this fight shortly, allowing Possum to escape. He was going to play dead. Gray Wolf attacked, sending a fireball right at Possum. Possum was, of course, one of the fastest people in the sity, so he dodged it easily. However, he was also very good at pretending, so he pretended that the fireball hit him by pulling a bag of ash from his pocket that he just happened to have and spreading the ash all over himself. He then laid down and pretended to be dead. It worked like a charm. Gray Wolf, believing his foe to be defeated, ran off laughing. When he was a safe distance away, Possum got up and started to go to the ship. There was one more obstacle however. AG zombies. These zombies were created when people would participate in the sity, then leave, the come back. If they let this happen to many times, they became zombies. With the zombies were also AG ghosts, those that were created by people that died and never came back. Because they never came back, they werenât zombies, so they became ghosts. While he knew the ghosts were relatively harmless, Possum was still frightened. But the zombies were a bigger problem. Possum knew that his only hope against zombies was Thoad, so he did the same thing he did with Gray Wolf. He let the zombies attack, and then pretended they had killed him. Everybody knows of course, that zombies donât eat dead things. So they gradually moved on to another part of the sity. Finally free of obstacles, Possum managed to run up to the ship, go into the captainâs cabin, and talk to Thoad.
