Colors

There are many dimensions outside ours. Almost anything you can imagine has been and will be created. This story takes place in on of the more obscure dimensions of the universe. In this dimension there is a planet. The inhabitants of this planet do not have any shape or form. They are simply masses of color. No two colors are the same on this world, just like there are no two people exactly alike on ours.

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8. Junkyard

The group walked through the forest until it came to an end. The landscape changed to more of a desert look. The group came across a junkyard of sort. They came across a settlement outside of the main civilization. Two colors came out to greet them.

"Little far from your precious Artist aren't you?" One of them said.

"Actually we came because he sent us on a mission," Purple replied. The two colors smirked at each other.

"They really have you brain washed over there don't they?"

"What do you mean by that?" Yellow said slightly hostilely.

" The Artist is not who he says he is. Everyone in town worships him like a god. No one ever thinks he could make a mistake. That's why technically we don't exist."

"I can take if from here guys." The voice came from within one of the buildings. Out stepped a color that anyone could recognize instantly. It was Platinum.

"Aren't you supposed to be dead?" Yellow asked.

"Allow me to explain. Platinum replied. "Life in the royal family household, it was not always luxurious. There were many power grabs between my mother and father. One of these got particularly nasty. My father announced to the world that I had been kidnapped by Black and White, and most likely killed. While the world mourned my father had to do everything in his power to keep me from being discovered, even by my own family. My father deported me into the wilderness thinking no one would find me. I founded this settlement.

Occasionally more colors show up here. They are titled "the outcasts" because The Artist doesn't think that there fit for society. In reality The Artist just made a mistake. Mixed the wrong few colors together and didn't want anyone to find out.

That's where Black and White come in. They were the first colors The Artist had ever mixed. They did not like his style of leadership and split off from the rest of the world. Now there back trying to rid The Painting of The Artist tyranny. The Artist sent you to get The Brush because they know that whoever controls it will win this war. So you have to chose. Who are you going to give it to?"

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