LCS-2_Independence

Remember how I said I wouldn't be writing in the future? Well I kinda got bored... Sneak Peak for a little original story I'll be writing these next few days; I'll post the whole thing if I feel like it's good enough: 
          	
          	It had only been a couple months since the power went out. Then the water. Then the radios stopped working. Or no one was transmitting anymore. Or there just wasn’t anyone left to.  
          	
          	It had only been a few months since the streets had been flooded by corpses. Corpses that shuffled, walked, ran, and everything in between, driven by an insatiable hunger to make more of their own kind by forcing others to become what they were. Corpses. Corpses that shuffled, walked, ran and everything in between.  
          	
          	19-year-old Jim Moran hefted his big red backpack, his arm struggling slightly under the weight until the strap hooked his shoulder, then his other arm wove its way through the other loop. His back buckled under the combined weight of his backpack and his exhaustion.

LCS-2_Independence

Remember how I said I wouldn't be writing in the future? Well I kinda got bored... Sneak Peak for a little original story I'll be writing these next few days; I'll post the whole thing if I feel like it's good enough: 
          
          It had only been a couple months since the power went out. Then the water. Then the radios stopped working. Or no one was transmitting anymore. Or there just wasn’t anyone left to.  
          
          It had only been a few months since the streets had been flooded by corpses. Corpses that shuffled, walked, ran, and everything in between, driven by an insatiable hunger to make more of their own kind by forcing others to become what they were. Corpses. Corpses that shuffled, walked, ran and everything in between.  
          
          19-year-old Jim Moran hefted his big red backpack, his arm struggling slightly under the weight until the strap hooked his shoulder, then his other arm wove its way through the other loop. His back buckled under the combined weight of his backpack and his exhaustion.

LCS-2_Independence

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD MOOOOOOOOOOOORNIIIIIING VIETNAAAAAAM 
          
          (It's Afternoon here and I don't know what's going on over in Vietnam, but whatever)
          
          Some of you may have noticed that I just posted two Stories - Those are prototype Stories, meaning that I likely will not develop them and leave them there. Both of them are random blurbs (3 and 4K words respectively) that I wanted to get out there so that people could read and enjoy them. At the same time, anyone can take the stories and develop them if they would like.
          
          This account will likely remain inert on the writing side of things, but I will be reading plenty of stories in the coming year :D
          
          Thank you everyone for supporting my journey as a writer, and I hope everyone stays safe.

LCS-2_Independence

I have something in the works.
          
          Something big in the works.
          
          I'm planning on writing a 20K word Part for a new story, (I know, I'm not thinking about my AL stories anymore, I abandoned those a while ago because I'm just too lazy) but this one is on GFL, and as usual, don't expect me to update it XD

LCS-2_Independence

Alles Gut, welp I kinda left the AL community too
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Panzerkampfwagen_V

@LCS-2_Independence yup sadly left azur lane and kinda joined arknights so how do you see that incident
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LCS-2_Independence

@Panzerkampfwagen_V  Nice to meet you again :) Stay safe out there, I hope you're fine
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