Horizons-Chapter 2A Bastion and Exalted CrossoverHorizons-Chapter 25 months ago in Drama More Like This
They had decided to go northwest, across the remains of the Boundless Sea.
The Kid and Zia took a trip into the remains of Caelondia gathering as much left over food as they could. It turned out the Kid could carry a lot more than he remembered ever being able to lift, a trait that would come in handy when Zia suggested they find extra clothes. "It'll be cold on the sea, really windy" she said as she rummaged through a chest of drawers.
Every time they came across the dead, they stopped. The Kid had seen them before but when he first found Zia, he tried to keep her from them. The Ura girl searched
A Proper Story 2A Proper Story 2A Proper Story 25 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: I do not own Bastion
Then the Kid sees something stranger still... his mind races.
Did anyone else survive?
Landing on one's face shouldn't be considered an accomplishment by any standards, however amusing his once friends put it, the Kid spitting dirt and grass out of his mouth. One of these days, he'd have to learn how to land properly. The soft grass beneath his fingers was warm and inviting, the sun shining down gently on him as he sat up, glancing around. The Bastion was large, large enough to handle more than a few household's worth of people... but where was everyone? He could hear nothing but the w
The night before Winter CelebrationDisclaimer: I do not own BastionThe night before Winter Celebration5 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
T'was the night of winter celebration,
and all through the land,
not a creature was stirring,
the Calamity was at hand.
The Kid, he keeps running,
through the Walls and the Wilds,
searching for cores and for shards,
the forgotten creatures, he riles.
The ground appears under his feet,
the Skyways let him roam,
The bastion, it waits,
the place we all call home.
There's nothing to celebrate,
our world's a fine mess.
But we'll be thankful for what we got,
the Kid usually does the rest.
Our singer, her name's Zia,
a beautiful girl with pale skin and dark hair.
A Caelondian-born Ura,
choices.(Be warned that there are MAJOR spoilers in this fic. If you haven't finished Bastion and don't want major decisions spoiled, turn back now.)choices.6 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
When you found that traitorous Ura lyin' on the ground, life slowly seeping out of him and into the ice, you had quite a decision to make, didn't you, Kid? You had made your way through the Terminals determined to put an end to Zulf, blood boilin' with rage as you cut down Ura warriors. You thought it'd be an easy decision, that leavin' him to die or beatin' him half to death would be just as simple and painless as peelin' off an old bandage, didn't you?
But it wasn't so easy. You were suddenly aware