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CLUB PENGUIN!! O man I remember those days, back when all my sibs would play it everyday. 

Good job and good luck on the LP series! 

No, wait! I was just kid-*THOOK!*

Very dramatic! I support! 

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Rubin grinned. “Are you afraid of the lash?”
Creer shrugged. “No; I’ve actually gotten used to it. However, I don’t want him to confiscate our loot again like he did last time.”
“‘The Last Time?’ You mean that time five years ago?”
“Well, as you pretty well know, Dad was quite the interrogator back in those days.”
Rubin and Creer were actually twins. However, due to Creer’s lack of seriousness and being a wisecrack, many thought that Rubin was older. He wasn’t. Rubin and Creer were both fifteen; Rubin was only older by a few days.
“And, don’t forget, any mention of our ventures will earn you a free decapitation from Mr. Sumo Wrestler the Third.”
“Dad’s not fat,” Rubin said.
“I know, but the amount he weighs automatically qualifies him as a professional sumo wrestler.”
“Dad,” or Escobar Sybounheuan, was really Rubin’s adopted father. Rubin, however, had been adopted at a very young age and knew nothing about where he truly originated from. Escobar was a large man, with short hair and looked like a natural born commander. His right hand had been taken during his fight with a sea serpent on the Calm Belt. Now he attached certain items to that hand, such as a whip for whipping two certain troublemakers.
“This was insane,” Rubin said, as he stepped through the sliding glass doors. “I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.”
“You wouldn’t have even bothered to look through mother earth’s butthole if I hadn’t first told you about it.”
“You, out of all the creeps that roam the world, would say something like that. ‘Mother earth’s Butthole.’ Very intelligent. I see now why you never made it to second grade.”
“Now, don’t you get started on my study habits,” Creer said. “‘Mr. Ap.’”
“I don’t take advanced college courses,” Rubin said. “Get your facts straight.”
“Oh really? You know, every single time I step inside your room I only remember the moment that I walk back out of it,” Creer said. “You’re lucky Dad doesn’t turn you in for housing massive quantities of geekademic gas in your room.”
“Or for the amount of stupidity I get every time I enter your room?”
“You’ve got jokes, man.”
They were inside the school now. The academy was locked for the day. The boys’ rooms were in a tower jutting out of the edge of a building. Once inside, they had a whole view of the countryside. However, getting to it would mean passing through Escobar’s office, and the two boys weren’t too enthusiastic about that.
“Okay,” Rubin whispered once they’d arrived near the office. “I’ll go on ahead and check to see if the coast is clear.”
Creer grinned. “May Amrok be with you, brave noble warrior.”
“Shuttup!”
He started edging his way to the office. But he didn’t make it halfway when suddenly a huge arm shot out of nowhere and grabbed him by the throat.
And that huge arm belonged to a white yeti.

“Oh my-” Creer started when the large white arm swung right into his head. Rubin, who was also yelling, was thrown into the wall. The yeti let out a bellow ad charged right at Creer, who was up on his feet again.
“How the hell did this thing get in?” Creer yelled.
“You tell me!” Rubin shouted back. “I didn’t think yetis existed at all in this climate!”
“What do I do?” Creer cried. “You’re Mr. AP; think of something before I knock this guy out!”
“But Dad will be mad!” Rubin yelled. “When he finds out that you’ve been beating up monsters again on his carpet, it’s up the river for both of us!”
“Then do something!” Creer yelled. “Never mind, it’s too late!”
With a roar, the yeti swung one paw with razor sharp claws on end at Creer. Creer instantly did a flip in midair, somersaulting over the stunned yeti. Then, before the yeti could react, Creer swung his fist around and landed a heavy blow on the backside of the yeti’s neck. With a loud roar of pain, the yeti swung his paw around to claw my brother’s face off.

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The sehirians themselves were not demigods, contrary to popular belief, but humans; humans trained from birth. The Sehirians were divided into two major branches; Science and Military. Youths wanting to participate in the military started off training at very young ages. Upon reaching adulthood, the teens were asked again if they wanted to continue in a career in the military. If they agreed, they were sent to serve immediately. If not, they would become farmers and construction workers and took other homeland jobs. Poor people were nonexistent. Everyone played his part in Sehirian society and not one was left out.
The branch of Science was a different matter. Students began studying also at very young ages. The students were still instructed to exercise regularly. Once each student completed his or her education, they were given the choice to choose an area to focus their studies on, such as weaponry, environmental science, and energy. They were also given the choice to become farmers and take on regular homeland jobs. No matter; they would still be fed equally. The labor was spread out evenly amongst all jobs; none were more powerful than the rest.
As a soldier-in-training, Rubin was required to complete precisely four hours of training in combat skills, as well as one additional hour of academics; work requiring brains, basically. Creer was Rubin’s brother, and was also required to take such courses. However, as Creer was more of a wisecrack then a professional fighter, he had to rely on his quick responses to anger his foes into making mistakes. Rubin, of course, was one who never truly cowered away from a fight. His agile and quick accurate and precise movements disarmed his opponents rather quickly.
Rubin and Creer, laden with the amount of loot they were carrying, made it to their little storage shack at around four in the afternoon, by the time of the magnet watches they carried. After they stored their loot, they continued on home. Home was on a rather large military academy styled building. The two boys lived in the school that they took lessons from, for their father owned the entire estate the academy was built on.
The two boys snuck in from behind the school, where the front of the theatre was, adjacent to the road.
“Do you think he noticed we were gone?” Creer asked.
Rubin shrugged. “Who knows? Maybe he did.”
“Huh? That means we’re getting another whipping.”
“You won’t have to worry,” Rubin said with a grin. “Girls don’t get whipped.”
“Get some better jokes, Rube.”
The front of the theatre was made entirely of glass, with steel beams running along it, supporting the individual glass planes. Rubin and Creer, when they were younger and stupid, would try to race against each other and see who could break the most glass planes in under a set of time. Now, both were much older.

ahahaha!!! 

tastes a liddle bland tho...

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The city of Roa was built right next to the sea. A part of it was located, in fact, on sandy beach. The fortified half of the city, the half behind walls, had two gates; one towards the sea, and one opposite it.
Upon entering the glorious capital city Roa, one’s first impression was always first awe, and then space. The roads were paved with fine stone carvings, with statues of marble and golden banners lining the roadsides. Most of the city was flat areas, areas with monuments dedicated to the heroes of Sehira. Salamandastra, commander of the armed sehirian forces, was also portrayed in many of the monuments and religious sites. Guards patrolled the city; some mounted on the backs of tamed gryphons, all wielding the traditional Tara scepter; a long spear made of frozen solid ice and embalmed with Blue Orb dust, a mystical substance acquired from enchanted glowing rock under the sea. Some of the guards carried Icicle crossbows; crossbows that had chambers in them which froze the moisture in the very air to use as ammunition.
The heart of the city itself was lined with buildings. However, the buildings in Roa were different than in any other city. When the population exceeded the amount of housing available in the buildings, the people didn’t build more buildings. They made their existing ones taller. Hence, this is where many modernized countries get their famous word for tall sky-high buildings: skyscrapers. For, truly, these magnificent buildings of Roa dominated the sky.
Many citizens spent their entire lives living in the sky. Large platforms and steel walkways were built. Glass was manufactured at an alarming rate and also with an abnormal quality. The architecture of the sehirians outdid those of the surrounding countries; so much because the buildings prevailed against the elements. With all their daily necessities provided for them in the sky, some sehirians never ever even saw the earth in their lifetime.
Large glass elevators were constructed, using levitation pods obtained also from the enchanted blue rock under the sea, which caused things around it to rise up in the air as well, for air was constantly emitted out of it. Now, those were one of the many things which caught the eyes of foreign technicians, who became jealous of Roa’s superior technology.