Post by albert on Sept 4, 2011 16:41:12 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; border-bottom: 6px solid #2b2b2b; background-color: #80596e; -moz-border-radius: 35 20 0 0px; border-radius: 35 20 0 0px; text-align: center;,true] ♕ WE'RE TAKING CONTROL we get what we want, we do what you don't, dirt and glitter cover the floor, we're pretty and sick, we're young and we're bored In the desert on Route four just slightly to the east was a large fortress large enough to hold about thirty-two people and still have room dinner and dancing. Although being in the middle of the desert, it wasn’t that much of a party location. And the owner of said fortress wasn’t that much of a partier anyway. The large strong hold looked pretty basic for a fortress, it was just one large castle nothing too fancy about it. It’s only entrance was a large red gate in the front of it. That normally was locked tight, but since the owner of this fortress was expecting guests the door was wide open. Inside the fortress was rather plan, the first room was just a big empty space, with a throne elevated 10 meters in the air. And on that throne sat Albert ,and beside his throne was a table with a chess game on it. He was dressed in his normal fashion, with his large cape making it somewhat hard to sit down, but that didn’t bother him. He checked the time and smiled as he figured his plan would come in motion any time now. On the chessboard he moved three white pawns two squares each. Albert’s plan was perfect; absolutely perfect it had no flaws to it once so ever. He had warned Ali about the dangers of Oliver and true to form Oliver sent Nick to the hospital. Which meant that Ali would have no choice but to take his advice and go to his fortress for safety. And where Ali went, Nick would go and where Nick would go his brother would follow. All the pieces were moving just as he predicted. “This world is a game, made just for me.” He said chuckling to himself, preparing for when his guests arrived. notes:: I suck at starting. words:: 310 tagged::Ali and the Twins |
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