Steven Row
I OWN AND REGRET NOTHING!
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A dark, menacing, ancient creature was on the prowl...it looked to the left and saw a go-lucky happy kid with supernatural origins-
-I summoned my weapon eating ice cream!
The creature use one of it's many impossibly-long slender arms to scratch it's featureless, blank 'face' in deep thought...
He then turns to the right to see a psychotic gang-banger 'literally' painting the town red-
"-Dick move, unicorn. Dick move."
If it could, the creature would have 'smiled'. As it was, it just dusted off it's business suite. He then reached through the essence of reality, grabbed their threads of life and twined them together. He then picks up a sleeping Steven and moves him inside a certain plane belonging to a certain crime syndicate. He then tears open a portal inside Stevens room where the Gems would surely find it...
Satisfied, the creature sits back and watches events unfold...
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TO BE CONTINUED?
AN: I know it says "in-progress" but really I just don't like boxing myself into a corner. For now this is more of a one-shot that I might continue one day...but probably won't.
But, hey. Feel free to use whatever elements you want from this, if you want! Or maybe give me ideas?
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