Hey, Everyone! R&R!!!! (I really play Gaia, by the way)
Chapter 1:
My name is Etta Marie, but all my friends call me Marie. I am probably the most well-known, wealthiest, and coolest-looking Avatar in all of ZOMG. I am mostly well known because of my powers. I slay the Animated. When I approach those fiends, they tremble in fear and run.
I am known for my slyness and quickness. When I am fighting the Animated, my motto is, "Kill and nothing more." I am ruthless.
All the boy's knees shake like Jell-O when I walk past, shaking my long, jet-black hair into their faces. Maybe it is because I am the fittest Animated Slayer in all of ZOMG. Or maybe it is because I have over 16,000,000,000 bucks, and can buy all of Gaia. What do you think?
One day I was taking a little walk along the road when I saw Lawn Gnomes strolling down the path. This was good. I hadn't had a good workout in ages.
When the stubby gnomes saw me, they screeched in fear and began to flee. "Oh, no you don't, Animated scum!" I pointed my hand out and watched in wonder as a burst of powerful energy shot out. Three gnomes fell to the ground and evaporated into the sky. Three down, four to go.
I rolled along the ground and saw a flash of stubby, thick legs. BOOM!!!! CRASH!!! Three more gnomes were rolling along the ground, lifeless. Six down, one to go.
The last gnome was out of sight, but I didn't dare give up. I was Etta Marie! I do not give up!
Suddenly, there came a rustle in the brush. "Got ya," I muttered under my breath.
A flash of light, an eerie scream, and the gnome rolled out of the brush, its eyes rolled to the back of his head.
I was satisfied. Seven more Animated out of our hair. Even if they were only lawn gnomes, they were gone for good.
But Animated didn't stop so easily. They just multiply, and it is really scary. You'll never know if one day you wake up and your broom goes all bezerk on you.
Anyway, fighting the Animated was all of our jobs. All the people of ZOMG gather together to resist against the scum.
I think of Animated as flies. They won't go away. So, as we all know, they only will leave when you swat 'em. So swat 'em we shall.
My friends all support me as I support them. The only person that doesn't support me was Myra. But, then again, she's probably just jealous.
Myra was ruthless and uncaring and evil. I call her Murderous Myra, for she will kill for glory. But she doesn't dare lay a finger on me, lest she meet her infinite doom. Everyone believes Myra is a little sweetheart, but I can see past her mask. There is no possible way that that….that….BITCH can possibly do anything angel-like. She belongs in Hell with the Animated.
And THAT I know for sure.