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Alexa To Ali - PoemI sit in my room and watch the rain clouds past by
I hold out my hand against the glass
I've always been so sickly pale
I've always been so death-like
I race to the battle field
I stand beside you
But I soon realize I'm not like you
I do not fully belong with you and your group
I'm not human
I'm not machine
I'm not half and half
I'm a full blooded Vampire
And I have my own view of the same battle field
I wield a different kind of weapon
I don't have guns or your fancy machine-based weapons
I wield fangs and a kind of speed you stare in envy at
I wield such a lighting quick mind that I've out thought you for the billionth time
You demand answers and all I can say is think fast
You watch me run into the sun and you realized with sicking horror what is to come
But I can't say I regret my action
I take my shot and unlike you machine-based creatures
I move among the dead while living in the world of the living
I reach back from the shadows and your enemy is no more
I watch their
InvaderAli ContestIt's never a good thing when you get in trouble with Megatron. And for one certain Seeker, once wasn't enough. It was a lesson never learned. Countless times he challenges his leader, never once focusing on the beat down that was likely to come. He was stubborn, and damn persistent. He gets at least a few points for that. And some dents, scratches, cracks, bent wings the list goes on. Once the damage was done he spends the rest of the day .or next few days in the brig.
Oh yes, he was very familiar with the brig. Starscream couldn't remove the pure anger and frustration in his expression. Another failed attempt .more quality time with the walls of the brig that seem to laugh at his misfortune. It took everything the young air commander had not to go insane. If he hadn't already. His frame still bore the marks form the beating, any energon that had flowed form the wounds had long since dried up and left a very unpleasant feeling. Of course, this isn't the first time,
MGM Gate 1 (Part 12)
Lucas walked straight up to Trevor and said, before Chaney could depart, "Okay, it's a black lion, it's not going to be easy to spot at night. Again! I think someone took him. Really! I don't think he could have escaped."
"Who could have... just taken a triumphant lion?! And a black one?! Who ever heard of a black lion?! Look," Trevor said before he was interrupted by his partner...
"Is there such a thing as a black lion?" Chaney asked, more like wondering out loud. "I mean, we're not animal experts," Chaney looked at Trevor and said, "maybe we should look into this."
Trevor took a deep breath. His mind went blank. "Okay okay," Trevor looked at Lucas and said "Let me see the animal's licence and read his bio,"
All eyes were on Chaney, he stood about 5,7 with dark curly hair, puffy brown eyes and his light skin looked tanned to a crisp. He looked too much like a pretty boy to be a policeman. But too nice to have a profound effect on Trevor.
Trevor turned back to Chaney and said "Even st
Used- Poor Condition “One TV, used, good condition." He clicked his tongue and set the box aside before picking up another. His long, crooked fingers peeled through the Styrofoam and his clouding eyes lit up. “Oh an old Gameboy, haven’t seen one of these in a while, should fetch a decent price with a retro gamer." I didn’t say anything. It wasn’t really required.
“And oh-“ He opened the last box and peeled back the material surrounding it. “Well… we don’t see many of these.” Again I said nothing, just waited patiently for him to give me a figure. He plucked a loupe from a drawer beneath the counter and picked out a lens. His nose was almost in the box as he inspected it. “My, my…”
“Do you take them or not?” I broke my silence to give him a dark look.
“We take anything that has value… and there is a small market for this particular object. But... are you sure?”
Capitulo 1 hoja 3... CreoTávicos alzó la mano derecha a la altura de su cabeza y tronó los dedos. Al instante el chico güero a la izquierda de Távicos corrió hacia donde iniciaba el pasillo, ocultó el cuerpo tras el edificio y asomó la cabeza para vigilar. El que estaba a la derecha de Távicos, el gordito, se colocó detrás de Jamiel y le agarró los brazos para que no pudiera moverse.
-¡Suéltalo!- gritó Rhok mientras Jamiel forcejeaba inútilmente, el gordito tenía una fuerza increíble en los brazos y Jamiel no era fuerte, por lo que zafarse resultaba imposible.- ¡Déjalo ir de una vez! No quiero que termine en pelea.-
Jamiel dejó de forcejear para decir.- Pelear es ilegal.-
-Si,-lo calló Rhok -ya cállate.- Rhok y Távicos se quedaron mirándose por unos segundos, pero la "paz" no duraría mucho. Távicos levantó su puño derecho y fue directo a Rhok. É
6 girls/ 5 worlds: Partie 3: les deux boulets-du coter de Feuille-
Feuille: bon maintenant il faut que je trouve le cerveau....*appel Tweanie sur son téléphone*
hey Tweanie! C'est dans quel salle le cerveau déjà?
Tweanie: bah on voit que t'y a jouer au jeu --' bref, le cerveau est dans le casier du prof pédophile et le casier se trouve dans la salle où on rencontre Ayaka, la fangirl du pédo...et
Feuille: ok merci à plus! *coupe le téléphone*
-du coter de Tweanie-
Tweanie: mais j'avais pas fini t'as pas la clé enfoirée!!! en plus, c'est pas tout de suite faut d'abord libéré le gros moche qui est coincer dans un casier...bon, je vais aller chercher cette tête moi, ah ouai mais je dois être pleine de sang pour que ça marche...putain j'ai besoin de kiara! pourquoi on s'est séparé en faite? ...
-du coter de feuille-
Feuille: *entre dans la salle* alors! ce casier...
Ayaka: hey Feuille tu arrive au bon moment!
Cat Взгляд напротив.
На часах уже полночь. Унялись привычные звуки городского быта: не гудит кран, замолкли многочисленные соседские дети. Ночник заливае
Running Out of Time Chapter 8
Aline sighed as Dean drove the Impala over to the Morton House. It had been a few weeks since Sam found out about her deal and the fact that she was a half-demon (he figured it out on his own a week later when she attempted to perform an exorcism).
Grand Funk's “We're an American Band” was playing on the radio.
She looked out the window staring at nothing in particular before spotting a light from a flashlight that looked to be aimed at the chain link fence in front of the house. “Hey, I think I see someone!” she stated, pointing at the fence.
Sam pulled out a flashlight of his own as Dean slowed the car to a crawl. He aimed the light at the fence. Aline stuck her head out the open window and looked around, making sure to look at the fence. The light had disappeared.
“Weird,” she muttered as they drove out of sight of the fence. “I coulda swore I saw someone.”
Dean shrugged. “Maybe it was just some kind
The Curse of the Diaper pt.13The Curse of the Diaper pt.13
The three babies awoke groggily in the hot-pink nursery. Toys that had been thrown about and played with lay sprawled and dead across the room. It seemed the only thing that was alive in the room was a figure standing at the front of the room. Her cute, curly blonde hair ran just past her shoulders and "Rosie" was now sporting a rather tight tube top to show off her marvellous assets, and a pair of stunning shorts. Her makeup was done flawlessly, complementing her eyes, mouth and complexion to the extremes. It was a shame her perfume was drowned out by the smell of overused diapers. But nothing could get her down. Today was the day.
The three: Lucy, Mai and Josephine, limply turned their heads from their large cots to see Rosie.
'Once we've conducted a little diapey change, I have something to show you.'
Rosie waved her hands and a grand door appeared behind her. A twisted, golden vine patterned its way about
6 girls/ 5 worlds: Partie 2: c'est deja la bordelZombarlex: Onigawa-qui? .w.
Evaly: c'est le *fait des guillemet avec ses doigts* "président du conseil des élèves" dans Misao
Feuille: *commence à rire* ahahahah c'est con! XD
Les autres filles: ? .w.
Feuille: *continue de rire* c'est fou! on fait toute le même rêve ! xD
Kiara: je suis pas vraiment sûr que ce soit un rêve...
Feuille: hein? .w.
Evaly: c'est vrai que c'est vachement réaliste...
Tweanie: *touche l'épaule d'Onigawara* je comfirme, ce type est réel -w-
Helyria: donc je récapitule...on était entrée par effraction dans une école, on a ouvert un putain de livre hanté et maintenant on est dans un Rpg d'horreur japonnais ?! O_o
Zombarlex: mais ça n'a pas de sens ! *regarde Kiara* mignonne ta petite jupette on dirait un uniforme comme dans les animés ...
Kiara: merci mais je porte pas de....*regarde ses vêtement* AAAAAH!!!
Evaly: *regarde toute les filles* o-on a les uniformes de l'
Vampire Knight - PoemI sit in your shadow
Awaiting your orders
I boredly look over my shoulder
Why do you pick these machines over me I muse alone at night
I am your vampire
A warrior who is immortal
I fight along side their cause
But I wonder if they accept me
A non-machine, A non-human
For all their big talks
For all the show and big fire works
I am the constant ace in their deck
I am their backup, I am their knight
But do they love me and cherish me?
But do they want me and need me?
But do they cherish my life?
I see how you look at him
It makes my heart shatter eveytime
Can't you see what you are doing to me?
But again, as night falls, I'll become your knight
But again, as sun raises, I'll be your perfect guardian
Silent and voiceless as the stars that weep for my lost spirit
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