﹕₊˚ʚ The DOME ɞ・:: The Starship Arc

Chapter III - Clandestine

What is a "Creator"?

A "Creator" is, to put it simply, one who overlooks everything in their own dome as they are the one who has created everything and everyone in it. They control everything in said Dome with no restrictions whatsoever— they may create, destroy, manipulate things as they wish, but only if it is in their own Dome. It can be described as more of a career or a job than being a god. To become a creator, one must simply graduate from the Academy Dome with a "Creators' Degree".

Info on "Souls, Magic, and The Avatar." will be posted next chapter.

The rain was quite heavy this morning, hitting the thin roof of Jasmine's house as she slept quite cozily on the large mattress in her room with her younger siblings who were all monkeys as well. Water dripped from the corner of the ceiling, into the bucket which made a sound that would annoy them if it weren't for the fact that they were all asleep that stormy day.

Thunder clashed and a lightning bolt flashed in the distance, causing for the sleeping 17-year old girl to wake up suddenly in cold sweat, though, it did not wake up the others for some reason.

She glanced around the room, panting slightly from having to wake up so suddenly. Seeing all her siblings resting soundly with their light snoring being heard. This made her sigh in relief as she didn't want any of her siblings to get hurt.

She glanced over to the small alarm clock on the floor in the corner of the room that she had bought for herself a while back. It read 6:56.

She groaned slightly as she carefully and slowly stood up from the mattress, hopping silently onto the nearby concrete floor hoping that she hadn't woken up any of them. Looking back and seeing that they were all still asleep, she smiled before heading out of her damp room from all the rain and out into the long hallway with various paintings and items displayed on the wall.

A few of those items would be her black, leather suit for her job as an assassin, and her all-time favorite crossbow that was hung on the wall right next to her suit. Walking by, she grabbed both her suit and crossbow, attaching the weapon to the backside of her suit before turning left, entering the kitchen.

Opening the cheap fridge in the backside of the room, she would grabbed some ingredients to cook breakfast for herself and her other siblings before settling them down on a counter. She turned on the stove and placed a pan atop of it before she started cooking.

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Jasmine sighed as she placed 9 plates down onto the table. She sat down on a chair and started to eat what she had on her own plate: some scrambled eggs and bacon. Finishing the dish and placing the dirty plate in the sink, she had left her house, walking down the trails of The Monkey Dome, a large dome where monkeys from all BTD games can live in harmony.

The rain was starting to lighten a bit, thought it left the girl wet regardless. Sighing, she thought about bringing an umbrella. Oh well, it's too late.

About the Dome she lived in, they still had to deal with the Bloons invading their homeland problem, but she didn't really mind it at all as their Dome Creator, the legendary Sun God itself, would protect them.

Jasmine made a few turns before entering the sketchy part of the city, police sirens could be heard from a distance, graffiti seen on most walls with flaming barrels on the sides of each road. Yeah, Jasmine hated going here, but it's where her work would be located so she simply just shrugged it off and continued further.

She stopped in front of a worn down abandoned church with large, iron fences surrounding the building with police tape wrapped around the entire perimeter.

Grunting, the girl hop onto one of the dumpsters by the locked gate and leaped up and over the iron fence, landing roughly on the wet grass on her knee.