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Random Role Play / Lylat Tales
« on: October 28, 2008, 03:10:16 PM »
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Corneria. Fourth Planet of the Lylat System.
A thriving planet, which was attacked by Andross many years ago.
Fortunately, General Pepper managed to get a team who brought the evil maniac to an end, the Starfox Team, led by Fox McCloud.
However, people are restless. Some speak of the coming of someone to destroy Corneria… The Cornerian Army is gathering soldiers and troops for a possible menace…
->Cornerian Flight Academy
Wilhelm Adavant stared at the green fields of the Academy through his room’s polished window, clearly cleaned a few hours ago. Many aspirants to pilots walked into the hangars with their luggage, such as equipment for pilots, some with only their clothes.
“Today’s the big day, mom.” He thought, putting on a black, pilot jacket. “Today’s the final test for a pilot.”
He looked back at the hangars, where his Airwing stood above the second line of aircrafts, waiting to be piloted.
“That Airwing was made to be piloted by you, mom! But it’s my turn!” He said, putting a set of gloves and his usual sunglasses. “I wonder who the guy supervising is…”
As he closed the window, he got out of the room and into the messy halls of the Academy, trying to make way towards the hangars.
Corneria. Fourth Planet of the Lylat System.
A thriving planet, which was attacked by Andross many years ago.
Fortunately, General Pepper managed to get a team who brought the evil maniac to an end, the Starfox Team, led by Fox McCloud.
However, people are restless. Some speak of the coming of someone to destroy Corneria… The Cornerian Army is gathering soldiers and troops for a possible menace…
->Cornerian Flight Academy
Wilhelm Adavant stared at the green fields of the Academy through his room’s polished window, clearly cleaned a few hours ago. Many aspirants to pilots walked into the hangars with their luggage, such as equipment for pilots, some with only their clothes.
“Today’s the big day, mom.” He thought, putting on a black, pilot jacket. “Today’s the final test for a pilot.”
He looked back at the hangars, where his Airwing stood above the second line of aircrafts, waiting to be piloted.
“That Airwing was made to be piloted by you, mom! But it’s my turn!” He said, putting a set of gloves and his usual sunglasses. “I wonder who the guy supervising is…”
As he closed the window, he got out of the room and into the messy halls of the Academy, trying to make way towards the hangars.
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