Characters: Link (Skyward Sword) and you!
Setting: Around the Tower!
Format: I'm starting in Action!
Summary: Well guess who's back after about 6 months? He's currently wandering the new floors and looking for any of the other Links or his other friends...
Warnings: Nothing yet!
[Link woke up this morning from a nightmare. He was back at Skyloft, only the island was on the surface below. It had fallen from the sky. The familiar buildings were in ruins, hardly recognizable anymore, and it seemed that he was the only one that survived. He frantically searched for any of his fellow Skyloftians, any at all, and came up to nothing. There weren't even any monsters, or any of the locals in the forest below. He was absolutely alone.
He didn't know how long that dream had lasted, but it felt like an eternity. Even now as he was awake, he could see the destroyed world as clear as day, as if it wasn't all a dream. But it couldn't have been real, could it?
He finally sat up in his bed and looked around the room, his memories of this place surfacing again. This was that Tower he and the others were trapped in... wasn't it? He lifted his hand to his collar, to confirm that he was back. Well, that must mean the time on his destroyed world was just a dream, if he was back here. He stood up and stretched a bit before opening his trunk to change into his green clothes. That was strange though.... there were less items in his trunk than he remembered. He was missing a few of his weapons... but his Master Sword neatly lay at the bottom of his trunk under Zelda's harp, and those two items were really the only things he cared about. Now that he had equipped his sword and tied the harp around his waist, it was time to get something to eat.]
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Setting: Around the Tower!
Format: I'm starting in Action!
Summary: Well guess who's back after about 6 months? He's currently wandering the new floors and looking for any of the other Links or his other friends...
Warnings: Nothing yet!
[Link woke up this morning from a nightmare. He was back at Skyloft, only the island was on the surface below. It had fallen from the sky. The familiar buildings were in ruins, hardly recognizable anymore, and it seemed that he was the only one that survived. He frantically searched for any of his fellow Skyloftians, any at all, and came up to nothing. There weren't even any monsters, or any of the locals in the forest below. He was absolutely alone.
He didn't know how long that dream had lasted, but it felt like an eternity. Even now as he was awake, he could see the destroyed world as clear as day, as if it wasn't all a dream. But it couldn't have been real, could it?
He finally sat up in his bed and looked around the room, his memories of this place surfacing again. This was that Tower he and the others were trapped in... wasn't it? He lifted his hand to his collar, to confirm that he was back. Well, that must mean the time on his destroyed world was just a dream, if he was back here. He stood up and stretched a bit before opening his trunk to change into his green clothes. That was strange though.... there were less items in his trunk than he remembered. He was missing a few of his weapons... but his Master Sword neatly lay at the bottom of his trunk under Zelda's harp, and those two items were really the only things he cared about. Now that he had equipped his sword and tied the harp around his waist, it was time to get something to eat.]
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