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A Review of The Triplets of BellevilleHello there, I am Ignis Purpura, or Igpur, if one prefers, and I have a movie review for you. I am coming to review the The Triplets of Belleville and I want to say it was truly a masterpiece and had such wonderful music and something I do recommend on find, as a good movie like this one is hard to find.
Sometimes, Smiles Can Hide Secrets
Her smile is alluring, isn't it?
Couldn't tell that she is pain, could you?
No, she puts her best face forward and smile
Her smiles tend to hide secrets
She's cutting herself again
Causing more pain to end pain
It is but a neverending cycle of pain
A cycle of pain that she doesn't know how to break
A cycle of pain that continues and continues
A cycle of pain that remains unseen
Hidden behind a ruby red smile
A charming smile
Smiles can hide secrets and her's is doing is just that
Of course, a smile cannot really explain away the bloodied bandages
Nor blood on her sleeve
Or cuts on her wrists
Or a bloodied blade
Yet, her smiles conceals her secret
Madgie, what did you do? LIV: Radioactive Rainマッジ、あなたは何をしたのですか？LIV？放射能雨
I awoke in a smoky wasteland, near devoid of life and the fading smell of something charred. Something just happened here, recently, though not too recent. I walked about, looking for any sort of familiar face but finding none. As I had wandered around, it started to rain. However, said rain felt hot and burned, leaving behind red markings. In terrified state, I rushed about, darting into the nearest shelter. I sat there, trying to sooth the burns to little avail. In the midst of sitting there, I spotted a shadow move past the window. At first, I was terrified and sat still. Outside, I heard a small anguished cry and then someone familiar walked through the entrance. Antoinette, who appeared to be rife with scars and covered in bandages, and she was holding an umbrella. "Mademoiselle Lap
Epitome of PrettyWell, then, I'm sorry
I don't meet your hoity-toity expectation
I didn't know you wanted to a "pretty girl"
So tell me, what would make me homely?
I suppose a lot of things really
I'm short, about five feet even
I'm chubby, weighing in at 156.6 pounds
I'm fiery and jaded, being both hotheaded and bitter
I don't wear makeup
So tell me, would you prefer me skinny and taller?
Would you prefer me painted up, like a doll?
Or would you prefer me to be soft and sweet and perky?
Well, I ain't neither
If THAT is the epitome of pretty
Then I feel sorry for you
There are all kinds of pretty and you've walked past many of them
What about that poor girl, to the left?
She seems nice
Or that one right behind you?
She's awfully funny and is fun loving
Or that one to the right, the one you shunned?
She's nice, strong-willed, but nice
Yet, you've shunned her
They are decent girls and had plenty to offer, believe me
Yet, you want the epitome of pretty
EscapeThis darkened world
Offers no hope
I suppose there is no other escape
I shall wait, though
I'm no in rush to escape
It will happen at some point
Maybe some time soon
Or some time late
Someday, there will be an escape
One made for me
And, then I'll be free
Little Cousins from Russia Lubov, Anya, and Seraph
One day, after the snow had fallen, Toki opened the door to three little girls. In Russian, they spoke, "Zdravstvuyte , ledi, eto nash kuzen domoy??" Naturally, she had promptly let them in and opted to try to make sense of what they said. She hasn't much learning of Russian but the words she could make out in translation was "cousin home?" She thought about it and told the girls to sit down and that she'll go and get their cousin. "Ethelinda, you have three little girls in the living room for you." she said, while in the same room as Bunny. Bunny sighed, mumbled something under her breath about her cousins not learning how to take care of their children. Toki showed them where they were. They were waiting attenti
A Review for the movie Ride Along
What's up, this is a review comin' from Raziline, AKA Raz, to you. I am here to review the movie Ride Along. It had everything youse could really want. It had comedy, action, plot twists, and a whole lot more. I recommend you go an' see it and, after you do, I'll get back with ya'
Lucidly DreamingWouldn't it be nice?
Wouldn't it be?
Be nice to escape this disillusioning world and...
....create one's own?
Really, I think it would be
It weren't a dream
I'm a lucid dreamer, you see
And, as I sleep, I make a new world
A world that isn't so dreary
Listen, I want out of this one
But, the freedom in which I crave cannot be attained
I want out but....
....I'll have to settle for lucidly dreaming
Lucid Dreams VII: egamI rorriMHello there
I knew you'd arrive here
After all, you've looked into the mirror
maerd ym ot rorrim ehT
You looked into the mirror
And, now, there is no escape
You're trapped in my realm
I dreadfully apologize, really I do
But, when I awake, you won't
I wonder, when you came here?
?noitcelfer ruoy saw tahW
I am dying to know, really
Actually, don't tell me!
You don't have to tell me, really you don't
I know what you saw
You saw your bloody handprints
The handprints you left behind
Trying to get out
You saw yourself being trapped here and trying to escape
You're a fool
Thinking you could escape!
!eurt yltsenoh ,em esuma uoY
You are now your own reflection
Let It Go (LokixReader)
Let It Go
"I don’t care, What they’re going to say..."
You sang cheerfully, looking at yourself in the mirrior. It was one of those weird winters where almost every time you looked at the Weather Channel, TV program or website, it was ass freezingly cold outside. And, I say ass freezing, as in ASS FREEZING. It was almost 16 degrees out to begin with, with a wind chill making it feel like -10.
And yet, here you were, going out to see Frozen in theaters.
Thankfully, you weren't going alone.
You slipped your hair into a braid, Elsa style, as a familiar head rested on top of you own, arms snaking around your shoulders.
"Hello Loki." You sighed. You saw him smile in the reflective glass.
"Ello (y/n)." He said gleefully. He always seemed chipper, a little out of character, when he greeted you. "Now, let me tell you, unlike the last time, I refuse to be late to a movie."
"Oh please. Endless Love wasn't THAT bad." His shocked expression made you rethink
MLP: The Not-So-Great Outdoors
Deep within the beautiful golden city of Tambelon, lies the headquarters of a certain popular scouting group that is devoted to helping young fillies and colts discover their very special talents...along with earning badges in many different activities and having plenty of fun along the way: The Cutie Mark Crusaders.
Founded years ago by three little fillies, their club has grown quickly in such short time; So many young ponies and more have joined to have fun, find their cutie marks down the road as they take part in special events, and make new friends to share in the adventures they may find.
But now, the CMC has continued to gain new members...including six very special little foals that are really looking forward to an exciting weekend...because for the next three days, along with twenty other CMC scouts, they will be going on an camping trip way out in the woods a ways away from the city, near a lovely little spot called Alicorn Lake.
A Normal Day at the Ahnenerbe Cafe part 1Prologue
It was a beautiful sunny day outside as the café Ahnenerbe as the place was busy as always. Course for one of the customers, things could be better.
Kirito aka Kazuto Kirigaya sighed a bit as he was looking at the Want ads in the newspapers.
Kirito looked and smiled a little to see Wing.
“Oh, hi Wing,” said Kirito, through there was a hit off from his normal cheerful tone.
Wing noticed this as she raised an eyebrow a bit.
“You all right?” asked Wing, “You seem down for some reason.”
Kirito paused for a small moment before he sighed.
“True is, I’m having trouble finding someplace to work at,” admitted Kirito.
Wing couldn’t help but smirk a bit.
“You? Looking for a job? I thought you said your main forces was going to be school with how long you’ve been trapped in Sword Art Online,” pointed out Wing.
Kirito nodded a little.
“It was. But see, I’m hopin
A Normal Day at the Ahnenerbe Cafe part 2Chapter 1
Later on, Kirito was filling out a form when Neco-Arc came up to him.
“Excuse me but since you’re alone would it be all right to have two others sat with you?” asked Neco-Arc.
“It’s fine,” answered Kirito.
Neco-Arc nodded before she walked off. Moments later, a teenage boy and a teenage girl walked over to the table and sat down.
The boy had short spikey brown hair and light grey-ish, green eyes and a brownish green hoodie with red designs on it, black jeans and red/white sneakers.
The girl had long light brown hair, brown eyes and was wearing a red bow in her hair, a red skirt, a white closed jacket with black on the side of her sleeves, a small red bow tie, white knee high socks and brown shoes.
“Sorry for making you share a table with people you barely know,” said the boy.
“It’s all right. Anyways my name is Kazuto Kirigaya through some of my friends call me Kirito. And you two are?” as
InJustice: The Tale of the Light Bringer Teaser“Pure hate…angry…those are the few things that were inside the thing I once called a true monster and feared…and now what was born with this…”
A city was shown, buildings were destroyed, places were on fire, corpses were all over the place…a true nightmare to many.
“Many once called them great heroes, people calmed they once looked up to these beings in love and respect…but now they look up to them in fear…”
In the dark of the night, another city was shown as blimps flew in the air, each of them having red and yellow shield with an ‘S’ on them and barely anyone on the streets.
“The man many of my friends once called a great being, a protector of the weak, is more like a monster now, ruling the world with an iron fist.”
In the city, a man with black hair, a blue colored uniform, a red cape, and a red/yellow shield like symbol with an ‘S’ in the middle was sho
Mike's Backstory: Part 7Mal groaned and sat up. He touched his shoulder; which had now been tied up in a tight bandage, and winced. It was in agony. The room he awoke in was unlike anything he had ever seen. It was cold, damp and not only was there basically no light, there wasn’t even a single window. Mal raised his hand to his face. It was so blurry. As he rubbed his eyes sluggishly in an attempt to restore sight, he realised that the bang on the head didn’t seem to have done him any good at all.
Despite all this, the malevolent one grinned, the eerie smile spreading far across his face. He wasn’t alone in this room. A boy, looking about two years older than him, sat awkwardly on a bed. He stared at Mal quietly, trying to think of reasons as to why a toothpick like him could end up in gaol. He stood and made his way over to the younger teenager and decided to make sure that he knew his place.
“Oi! Yeah, you!” He stood before Mal and placed his hands on his hips. Mal eyed the bo
Mike's Backstory: Part 6I stared in shock. Mal had appeared in the sub-conscious. He was holding his shoulder tight and his eyes were squeezed shut. I tugged on my chain mercilessly. I swear, if he came close enough to me, I would kill him for what he did.
Mal stood and looked around, dazed and expressionless. That feeling didn’t last long however. He snapped back into reality as quick as he lost it. The malicious teen grinned in satisfaction and he walked by us all, his hands cupped together.
“Well, well, well.” He stopped at my boulder and I shot him a ravenous glare. How dare he talk to me… He had no right!
“It looks like you have all been reduced to this state due to my appearance. Oh, it makes me feel so powerful compared to you.”
He kneeled next to me. I never wanted to talk to that criminal, but there was a question bugging me and I had to get it out.
“Why are you here?”
He rolled his eyes and sighed. “Got shot and knocked myself out.” His sp
Mike's Backstory: Part 4I awoke in my sub-conscious, alone and scared. The silence was unsettling. I attempted to walk, but some force was preventing my body from moving. I turned, a gasp escaping from me. I was chained… to a boulder… unable to leave. I looked around me. There were four other boulders, all with a chain… that wasn’t empty.
S`vetlana looked at me, tears in her eyes. She attempted to speak, but Manitoba motioned for her to stay quiet. He walked about a metre forward, just before the chain pulled him back. He knew my question and he adjusted the fedora on his head, not losing his serious expression.
“The Malevolent one…” He forced his gaze to Vito, who was shocked into silence. A rare moment of quiet for his normally exuberant, egotistical personality. Vito stared at the treasure hunter with uncertainty.
He paused, pushing his gelled hair back out of his eyes. His sudden fear turned to anger and he screamed at me, eyes flaming
Mike's Backstory: Part 3The bell chimed softly around the halls and teens were released. All except me. Burrito called me to the front and I cringed, slowly dragging my feet as I walked.
“Do you know why I called you up here?” He asked.
“…No.” Whatever I had done, I don’t think I did it on purpose. I’m nice guy… not counting those nicknames that I had made.
“Mike, I now know why you’ve been acting strange and I am now aware of your DID as you know, but the… thing… that just ransacked my class and put one of my students in hospital…”
“Hospital?!” I gagged.
Mr Barito raised an eyebrow and continued, “…is not one of the little ‘characters’ you take on.”
“…not?” I cocked my head to the side in confusion. I have only ever had four personalities and myself. I couldn’t possibly have a fifth. I looked around at the classroom. It was a mess. I stared around
She sat alone in her room. She is frail and thin. She wears a hat to cover up what little hair she had. Her brothers had left her, for, visiting hours had ended. The doctor said she had 3 weeks to live. She was watching the 1988 movie, Grave of the Fireflies. She looked outside at the nighttime sky and watched the fireflies. She would catch them in a jar but, to her sorrow, they would die. When the fireflies died, she buried them in her flowerpot. After awhile, she stopped catching them but she left the window open so she could see them up close.
Toki was alone and frail and fireflies were her comfort. "Am I a firefly, too?" she would ask herself. She knew one thing about fireflies, they only lived for 3 weeks and that was the doctor said exactly how long she is supposed to live. A lone firefly flew into her room and landed on her finger. Toki was surprised but glad she had something to talk to.
"Hello, my name is Toki. You have a short lifespan and I have three w
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