Welcome Aboard Shadow's Base
Your fighter coasts to a halt in the posh docking bay of the cruiser. There are a few other small craft here, and their makes are almost all exotic--not one Federation ship, only one Terran. You leap out of the cockpit of your fighter, and a robot tows it to one side of the docking bay.
"Welcome aboard."
You turn and see a door to the main ship has opened, and a female Lylatian panther, short of statue, is leaning on the doorframe. She nods to you.
"I don't rightly care which Government you fly for, but you're welcome to walk around. Beware, though: This ship is set up a wee bit different then any you've been on, probably."
WE HAVE MOVED!
While the file content is still being shifted, www.grennandasia.com is our new home. This angelfire account will no longer be updated. My apologies for any inconveniences this causes.
Gold of eyes, black of fur...and pure fighter under that. Fury with claws, but those claws are not made of any normal material. They're made of words.
The Library
The Gallery Gallery has gone temporarily offline
The Archive
Grenn and Asia ~ A WebComic
Personal Stats
Musings~An Online Journal
Ship's Communication Center
The Launching Bay
So far 
people have touched down at my base.
Questions? Comments? PLEASE e-mail me!
Email: ringshadow@hotmail.com
Just got back into this. This is an online game where you play minigames, win funnymoney, and support an online pokemon-esque pet that you create.
