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StellisShe's a witch that caused nobody harm.
And she forgot, her memories locked into a charm.
She's just waiting for a book to wake her up
And clear her mind.
A gift from Mom.
She found it in the library one night.
She took it home, and locked her room up tight.
She opened it, and then she read
A note from someone long since dead.
She saw her name.
She remembered what she heard,
A voice whispered to her.
And it said "Stellis,
I'll always love you."
And her charm glowed,
And her memories
All started to come back.
The things she used to do,
The other children, too.
She snapped her fingers,
And what she wore
Was a fairy tale dress.
Whoa, oh, oh, oh!
Whoa, oh, oh, oh!
Whoa, oh, oh, oh!
Whoa, oh, oh, oh!
Self PityIf words existed that describe how I feel
To keep a straight face would take nerves of steel
For what you would hear could make anyone cringe
Their bodies turn to lead, can't move an inch
The weak of heart would drop stone cold
These words can terrify young, and kill old
Though the words I seek do not exist
To be honest, if you heard them, even you'd feel like shit.
LaborA hard days work
Is never a waste
For when the task is done, and done right
It's pride you will taste
Whether chopping some wood
Or forging an axe
When your work is complete
You can rest and relax.
THAT ONE TIME I ATE A SALADThat one time I ate a salad, you remember, right? Maybe not. Anyway, so I was eating this salad at McDonalds at around 7pm, when someone very familiar walks through the door. I couldn't help but gasp when I saw his jean shorts, red vest, scarred chest and left cheek. He was wearing a straw hat with a red band around it, and he looked hungry. Before me, stood none other than Monkey D. Luffy. Behind him was his loyal crew, and in the lot was a perfect (scaled down) replica of the Thousand Sunny.
This crew looked the part, it was almost hard to believe that they were just cosplaying (with the exception of Franky, because proportions). So as I'm eating my salad, trying not to stare for more than a few seconds at a time, Luffy plops down with one of EVERYTHING on that menu. I'm not even joking. And he ate ALL OF IT. I don't have any idea how he managed to do it, but not a single McNugget was left.
Now, I'd already thought this was a marvelous treat, but the real show came when Crocodile (an
DistractedLike shiny things, the simplest things
Can keep the dumb at bay.
This poem, in fact, is merely a ploy
So that he may run away.
No Man's LandIn the trenches
Lie corpses and mud.
For many a soldier,
Their future is done.
Disease, vermin, insects
Found in trench waters,
Killed many more men
Than cannon and fodder.
For many men,
This place is a tomb.
Little air, much disease,
No water, no food.
All of these people
Taken by Deaths cold hand,
Either died in the trenches,
Or in No Man's Land
Fire-EaterIt was an ordinary Summer afternoon in June, 1999. A ten year old boy and his family went to the carnival, where tents of black were scattered. The popcorn was stale, and the animals sleeping, but the boy didn't care. He was distracted by all of the glorious human attractions. There were acrobats, contortionists, strong men and fire eaters.
He loved watching them all, but he had a particular fascination with the fire-eaters. He got excited watching the flames dance, and as the sun fell, the fire grew more entrancing.
That night, one of the fire-eaters made a mistake. When filling his mouth with kerosene for his next trick, he accidentally spilled the bottle of fluid upon himself. The torch in his hand had been loosing sparks in various directions, and one of them ignited his now-soaked chest. The man, now contorting his face in agony from being set ablaze, crumpled to the ground.
The boy let a wicked grin creep across his face before his emerged from the crowd that surrounded the crisp
SestinaHe sat there, crying, alone in the dark
Glaring out into the pouring rain.
Through the water, he sees a light.
He stands up from his seat, and begins to walk towards it.
A horn shouts through the air.
He could now hear the train.
He keeps walking, knowing he'll meet up with the train.
He knows nobody will stop him, alone in the dark.
A deep breath, he takes, full of cool fresh air
Dampened by the falling rain.
His life was falling apart, and he knew it.
Surrounded by black, he walked towards the light.
In his chaos, stress dimmed his light.
The man's whole world felt like the wreck of a train.
A life like this, he couldn't enjoy it
So he walked in the rain
Inhaling his last breaths of air.
As the train grew closer, it moved the air.
He was blinded, and disoriented by the oncoming light.
Through the sound of the horn, he could still hear the rain.
He could see, leaning out of a window, the conductor of the train.
Sparks flew from the tracks, and, for a short time, lit up the dark.
Example of a simple love poemThe beauty I find in her sweet, gentle eyes
makes me feel as if I could leap up, and fly.
Her voice as sweet as the Siren's song,
I could listen to it all day long.
Her skin is smooth, soft, and fine.
I would hold her hand 'till the end of time.
She happens to be the love of my life,
[So I'm asking her now, will you be my wife?] - Proposal
[And maybe one day, I'll make her my wife] - Teen commitment
[She makes me feel like everything's right] - Sweet
For Glory! For Love!Dakota opened her eyes and found herself in Melfara's office. The girl was passing out medicine and bandages so the students could heal themselves. Feeling better after her rest, the cat had enough energy to return to her normal form and began to bandage herself the best she could though it did not nothing for her pain. She knew she'd need serious help for her shoulder, side and leg or she wouldn't last a minute in another battle.
Melfara looked out a window as she spook, “Heroes are made by the path they choose not by the power they are graced with.”
"And I choose my path but if I keep walking it I'm going to get myself killed." Dakota looked over at Melfara.
“For what reason do you fight?” She didn't turn from the window.
“Revenge for my race.” Whitney said without hesitating.
Dakota laid her ears back, "For the school and revenge."
“Revenge...” Victory answered.
A few others also commented about revenge. With the lies and battles it wa
Stalkin' Your Pack* Esaki: Lick, lick, lick. The young dogs legs were splayed out behind him, laying on his belly as he groomed a patch of off-white fur. Lick after lick, he'd aim to keep that coat of his as clean as possible. It was hard being a mostly white dog in such a dirty place. A snort and his tongue would shift a few inches over to awkwardly lick on his shoulder. Though he seemed busy....or content grooming himself even...his eyes would open to slits as his ears swiveled to and fro. He was listening...watching...keeping alert. Cautious? Perhaps. Smart? Undoubtedly. Curling up he'd lay on his side and lick at his left rear foot before picking his head up and pacing on the steps of an abandoned building. He was...aching for something to do by now. Geesh.
* dragonmissy: Claudia's face was starting to scab up from the bite she had recieve on the side of her face. She got it as clean as she could thanks to water and Harley's licks. She would shake her head as the flys noticed
Pushing LimitsBefore the cat had time to react to the scene in front of her she was forced to lift her sword to block an attacking hell hound. Two others went to attack. Using her sword to throw the first one back, the girl's sword began to glow purple as she gathered her magic. She threw a ball of magic at the duo but they dodged and as one the three hounds attacked. Not able to block all at once, the cat was knocked to the ground, hissing in anger. The hell hounds breath was hot on her face as she fount them off. Getting bit and scratched, she knew she wouldn't last long like this. And not able to reach her sword the cat was doomed to be eaten alive by the dogs.
As Dakota transformed, one of the hounds dug it's claws into her shoulders. She growled in pain and tried to shake it off. With swipes of her paws, she was able to keep the other to away. The hound was not strong enough to hold on and began to slip down Dakota's side. Blood began to coat her fur in red as the cat clawed and bit at the dog,
Blood BathDakota found herself in the school. The place was devastated. The girl's ear flatted seeing what had happened to her home while she had been captured. Tears stung her eyes and she found it suddenly hard to breathe. Something moved and Dakota was ready to attack, to defend what was left of her home but she froze when she realized it was Whitney. The cat panted as she tried to get her breath back. A few other students joined the duo as well as Professor Damien. He looked enrage at what has happened to the school which surprisingly made the cat feel better since she knew others felt the same way about the school as she did.
“We need to clear out these monsters and save the school. If you are with me then lets give them hell.” Damien gave a grim smirk.
“My pleasure.” Dakota answered.
Whitney answered by pulling out her own sword. The squad divided up and to Dakota's displeasure she was paired with Whitney. She never had anything against the girl but the cat could ne
This Means WarFor the next several visits, Dakota talked excited to Andrew about parent night. The dragon made her feel better about her own parents not showing up and once her happiness returned she had not stopped going on about the different races she had learned about and how much of a good time she had. Andrew was happy to see her so happy as they drank milkshakes as they always did when they met up. Even though they could not see each other as often as they wished, the couple's relationship was growing. They were always holding hands, giving gifts, and even going for dates. It was the happiest the cat had ever been in her life. Nothing could ruin her good mood or so it seemed till the world fell to pieces around her.
Dakota was on her way to class when strange energy filled the air. Fearful, the cat walked outside to find out what was going on. Other students joined the girl's side. All wore the same confused or fearful looks as the girl. Suddenly from the tree line, monsters of different kind
Saving you from your floodIt was night... 9 pm.
Most of the Tamers in the hotel-like building had fallen asleep in their respectively rooms. However, there are some who haven't slept. Among these who haven't closed their eyes is a blonde, who resides in Room 201, Floor 2. His name is Noel.
Gazing at the moon from his balcony, Noel Williams pondered while in thought. A memory flashed in his mind- no, it is playing in his mind. It was midday that time. Noel & some other Tamers & their Digimons are getting along with the new faces around. There was this particular young boy. He suddenly left. And Noel saw a deep shadow shading his face. A shade he knew too well... gloom, misery... a sea of depression...
Noel: Hukaro... huh?
When Vulupomon returned to their bedroom earlier today, all he was greeted by was a silent lump of blankets on their bed, which he would assume to be the only other person to occupy with him. Approaching the bedside
DotW - Don't Get Cocky (Cyrus and Branwen RP):iconK-LOuD:
It was a chilly morning, like always, in the Havir packs territory. A breeze was waving and the wolves were either hunting for meal or patrolling the borders. For an omega there was not much to do. Well, for them there was nothing to do. A young black and grey omega was sitting around in the camp(?). She was new here and observed the others and their doings. The she-wolf laid then down after a while and put her head onto her paws, making a bored breath. Another wolf caught the black omegas eyes, who just passed her by. She glanced up at him and gave him a greeting nod, her green eyes shone calmly yet a bit insecurely at him.
Cyrus was busy making his rounds and had only returned back to the main den site for a quick meal. He had finished and was on his way back out when one of the newer pack members caught his eye. The guardian frowns slightly and yet slows to a stop, nodding his head curtly to the female. "I'd recommend you find something to busy yourself w
Sonic X- The Promise (Sonamy and Taiream)All Characters are by Sega. Credit to :iconSHOTGUNPrower: for inspiration.
On the harbor, Sonic, Tails and the others are watching Cream fighting Emerl.
Vanilla: My baby!
Knuckles: Hold it, this is her fight. You can't stand a chance against Emerl. No offense.
Cream: Emerl... I have to do this. You hurt Mr. Sonic. And I... I can't let you wreak anyone anymore...
Cheese: Chao, Chao...
Chuck: Why isn't Emerl copying Cream and Cheese's attack? Emerl did copied moves of Sonic, Knuckles and Rouge at the same time. I thought he can only copy one at a time.
Rouge: Maybe his program updated to its latest version.
Sonic: Maybe Emerl isn't attacking because he has a close friendship between her... I mean, the robot does look like he's Cream's son in a way. Well, not a son, but like a brother.
Knuckles: Well this just got depressing real fast.
Cream: *kicks Emerl into the air and flies to him* Cheese! Let's finish this off!
Cream: Emerl... Emer
Blood warrior - She is here!What is was supposed to be a day to celebrate, with the return of Princess Sally and Fiona to the mansion, will soon become a day of horror because Ixis Naugus had trapped both Mina and Nicole into a crystal ball; and now, that horrendous wizard is planning to use the ghostly maids in his scheme. “We don't want anything you might offer!” Mina confronted her captured
“But I am not offering just anything. I am offering the chance to return to life, to return to walk across the land in flesh and bone” Ixis Naugus spoke peacefully
“R-really?” Nicole couldn’t believe what she just heard; she was tempted by such miraculous offer
“Don't listen to him, Nicole! It's impossible to bring someone back life!”
“But it is. With my powers, I can make both of you live once again, for a price of course” Ixis Naugus continued to try to persuade them
“MINA!” Nicole cut off her girlfriend. “We need to
Chapter 4 collab submission: Odyssey II Paul woke with a start. He had seen himself, as he is now, standing in a white void. The creature within him spoke, and his surrounding began to shift from white to red.
"Paul!", it screamed.
He didn't understand what the dream could mean. It sounded infuriated, yet he could not fathom why. He was sweating, and shaky. The thought of returning to sleep terrified him, and so, he descended the stairs to begin his day four hours earlier than he would have liked.
"Paul, what is the matter?", Maya asked the man stumbling blindly into the kitchen.
"I'm not sure... I had a nightmare. Couldn't sleep." He told her about the dream, and she was as perplexed as he was. Neither of them thought that the alien was communicating through the dream, but rather, it was a premonition. Though Paul and Maya tried, they were unable to think of what he could do to bring forth such rage from the creature dwelling within his body.
Paul, clad in his bathrobe, poured himself a b
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