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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
A Bird with Clipped and Broken WingsI am a bird, yes
But I cannot fly
My wings have been clipped
It's insufferable, really
But they can never see it
I mustn't show it
For they are the ones that clipped my wings
I've been stiffled and chained, so I've abandoned all sorts of sentimentality
In regards the things I can no longer use to fly
I wonder if they are satisfied
I also cannot fly away because my wings have been broken
Broken like shattered hopes
And abandoned dreams
And a broken heart
I desire freedom and yet neither are attainable
It is impossible to fly with clipped and broken wings
It's unsufferable for me but I know no other existance and I cannot trade this one for another
I can only hope they're satisfied
Even the Winter is Far Warmer Than IAs I write, I cannot help but to feel so cold
I feel cold, just so cold
This is hell living like this
The winter is even warmer
Even death is warmer
I just feel so cold
I just feel so cold
I feel even colder with tears rolling down my face
Death is even warmer than this
Even the winter in its cold feels warm
I'm living in hell
It is hell to live in silence, because speaking will only trouble
It is hell doing all you can to help and please and people still treat you badly
It is hell living, feeling hideous with anemia and alopecia
It is hell running futily
It is hell living in uncertainty
It is hell resenting an innocent child
It is hell feeling helpless in a winter that is far warmer than you
It is hell being alive!
I feel so cold
Death doesn't feel this cold
The winter feels even warmer
Yet, I feel so cold
Curse this immortality~!
All in all, even the winter is far warmer than I
Lost CauseGoing out on a cold winter's night to fetch some pizza for his brothers, Michelangelo stumbles upon something in a dark alley that brings back unsettling memories. A life that mirrored his in only the timeline of chance meetings.
Set in the 2012 universe, some years later.
Nominated in the 2013 Stealthystories Fanfiction Competition for BEST Drama and BEST Michelangelo.
The snowflakes swirled around his nose as puffs of his breath arose in front of him as he walked along towards his favorite pizza pick-up joint, Pizza Joes. A few years ago he and his brothers had helped the owner, Joe, out of a stick up situation and in gratitude had guaranteed the boys free pizza whenever they wanted. Tonight, because of the snow, Michelangelo had volunteered to go out in the cold to get them some of the comforting cheesy-goodness. Though he and his brothers found it uncomfortable in the winter in New York, he loved the snow.
The box was warm through t
Graduation: A Walk to RememberA platform scaling to new heights.
Waiting an eternity for a beginning.
Her nervous hands grasped white parchment.
My future begins in this moment.
Time is frozen at high speed.
Fin revamped: Once Upon a Time.
SasuSaku: I need to protect my family part 14
Soon a knock was heard; the two couple turned their attention towards the door.
“Enter…” Sasuke called out.
The door slid open and a group of people walked in quietly beside one.
“Hey Teme! I brought Ramen!!”
“Naruto be quiet Sakura is-.”
Everyone were cut off when they saw Sakura sitting up in the bed, smiling weakly at them as she waved to them.
“SAKURA!” Ino cried out.
She ran over to the bed and hugged her best friend, tears streamed down her face. She was really happy that her friend was alright and was still with her today.
“Ino… I’m fine.” She giggled softly but slowly hugged her best friend back.
“I am so glad you’re awake! You don’t know how worried I was!”
“I know Ino.” She smiled a little at her worried friend, who was still hugging her.
“I know who you been wanting to see Sakura.” Sasuke spoke out as he grabbed their pride of joy.
Sakura and Ino pu
Three Cups (one-shot) (Uk/Arg+Falklands)Even though I’m not human, I still have an age, I’m still fourteen years old, but only physically. Even if I’m stuck in time, I excitedly watch the snow falling down ever winter. And even though my death probably won’t happen, at least in this century, blood still runs through my veins, my heart throbs, and I, too, can get ill. My symptoms are not different from a normal human being’s, and I, too, get educated like children my age.
Many don’t understand that, while others accept it as a reality beyond question. They treat us normally, but when themes such as my age come out, the difference between us and them gets more evident. Sometimes, I play with the kids from my islands, even if I have more things to worry about, I can’t help it, but I try not to do it too often, too.
When our fun comes to an end I see them leaving along their progenitors, those who gave them life. They don’t talk about anything of the kind, when they realize I
Yoga"You're not going to be weirded out when we meet in person are you?"
"Are you going to be uncomfortable?"
I open my mouth to answer but pause. Was I going to be uncomfortable? Could I still hug her or would that make her uncomfortable? I sigh "I don't know maybe, I mean I guess if I act distant for a few minutes don't freak out it's perfectly normal..."
She laughs "I'm not much of a hugger anyway."
I smile and before I can reply she giggles "I mean I get it, but it doesn't have to be uncomfortable, you're the same as you've always been, just don't mention how hot I am in my yoga pants."
My eyes widen and my cheeks suddenly burn "oh golly!" I blurt "I don't think I'm the only one who has complimented you on your yoga pants!" I slap my forehead and mumble "I'm never mentioning you and yoga pants in the same sentence again..."
All I can hear is nonstop chuckles.
"It's not that funny!"
"I can totally imagine your face right now, all wide eyed a
And I Always Will Be It was just unreal.
There was just no way it could have happened. Not just like that.
It doesn't work that way, it shouldn't. But it did.
And now, everything's gone to Hell.
She was my best friend. We were always together, laughing, hugging, we were practically sisters. Always there for each other, caring, kind, we were inseparable.
This one, tragic day.
She'd been slipping for a few years now, her mood drops suddenly, she'll stop speaking, the spark in her eyes that made her alive would dim. Of course, as her best friend, I caught it. I always asked what was wrong, what could I do, if she needed anything.
It was her family, and school, and all this other shit she didn't need to worry about. 'Scuze my language.
Her mom was a mean one, her dad oh so genero
A Hunter and a Bird“Run, Crow!”
A loud roar sounded frighteningly close and a small, six-year-old boy took off, running faster than his legs had ever carried him before.
His foster father yelled a challenge at the winged best that slammed its dreadful claws on the ground, a challenge that was meant to distract it so Crow could escape.
Only, this creature was no fool. Crow was its target. Its moving target.
It took its clawed hand and smacked the father to the side of it, sending the man sprawling into the sand.
Crow shrieked, hearing his father's muffled cry and the dragon's growl vibrate the ground before its pounding footsteps charged after him.
“Crow keep running! Don't stop! Don't look back! Keep goi-” His father's words were cut off, molding into a harsh yell as the dragon lunged forward, it claw snagging the back of Crow's shirt and dragging him back.
The boy cried out his parent's name in fear, but the beast that had him hissed, s
PN: A Letter/Surat KecilLombok,
5 March 23xx
How are you? Have you been healthy and happy?
I am now, just having a little homesick here. Worry not, though, the school is great, and so is the students! I've finally made friends and hadn't had serious fights like how i did in my previous school. Had I told you I finally visited Bali? It's just within minutes travelling from here and it sure is a beautiful place! I haven't had the chance to travel to your birthplace, though. Heard people saying it's nice, so I think I should plan a trip there, don't you think so? Any suggestion where to go?
Today is the day you left so I kind of having a little, um... celebration. It's my favourite Cinnamon Apple Pie you used to bake when you're still here. Remember how I refused to have dinner and eating just that for the whole day? Also how I messed up the entire kitchen trying to help you make the fillings? I still haven't had quite the hand to cook stuff, though, so I asked Nana to make it for me. Oh, have I
Tobias Henry Kal~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Mistral City: 2 years after Adam re-crowned prince.
"Come on! You're not even trying!!!" Skittle laughed at her Skylord friend, who was desperately trying to keep control of her hover board.
"Easy for you to say!!! You Aetherinians can keep your wings and hover boards, but us Skylords are staying with our airships." She snapped. Skittle flew down and got her friend back up right.
"Here's a tip. The board moves when you want to. Lean forward just tad." She said still giggling. The board moved forward slowly as Thalia did as she instructed.
"Okay, good! You're doing great! Now lean to the left a little." She said cruising beside her. Thalia's board tilted and she began to turn.
"Awesome!! Keep doing that!!!" Skittle shouted. She switched as her friend laughed with delight. She was actually doing it!! Soon, her brunet friend was getting cocky.
"Alright, good, good, careful! Careful! WATCH OUT!!" Skittle yelled wat
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