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Someday SoonTen years later we'll be out of this state
So filled with conformity and hate
I thought I'd never find a real man
Yet I stayed true to myself and came up with a plan
Never again would I be the outcast, the loner
I would fight for my rights I can't take the betrayal
Sooner or later their relationships will fail
Don't worry my baby we will still last
We know what love is we have a bond like no other
It is much like a flame that no one can smother
We'll have children of our own sooner than you think
Don't let life pass you by we'll be husband and wife before you blink
One of these days we'll be the ones laughing not the other way around
All those who put us down will be jealous of us
They are jealous now they could never let us go
You're the only man who has shown me the way
You're the only one I want, you mean every word you say
So when were married with children I hope you remember
I'll always love you 'til the end of time
I've loved you since before our first date in September
I miss y
Meeting in the subway chapter two part oneDreams and School
As Buttercup slept, she dreamed of Ace. She was having a flashback about the time she first met him. It was love at first sight because she had fallen in love with him instantly. There was just something about him that caught her eye. She wasn't quite sure what it was. Maybe it was his charm, and slyness. Or maybe it was his eyes. Always covered by those dark sunglasses. One thing was for sure though. She loved him unconditionally and irrevocably.
It was a sunny day when the Gang Green Gang strolled through Pokey Oaks playground. Ace stopped at a red kickball, as everyone else walked past him.
"Ahem." He coughed. Tehn the gang moonwalked to join him.
"Well, well, look what we have here." Ace said, referring to the ball.
Almost immediately after he picked it up, three kids came up, looking for their ball.
"Excuse me Mister, could we have our ball back?"
"Mister? You're talkin to Ace, kid. There are no misters, here. At least, I don't think so. Lil Arturo, is
Meeting in the Subway Chapter oneButtercup was getting ready for bed, as she was thinking of all the people she had gone out with. She dated Mitch for the heck of it, she dated Elmer because she felt sorry for him, and then there was Spade, from Citiesville. She hated that place with a passion, but she had met Spade online. As luck would have it, he turned out to be Ace's cousin, which would explain the green skin. She hadn't picked up on this at the time, but she felt stupid for not knowing it. "Stupid, stupid, stupid!" She had said to herself. She couldn't believe she hadn't noticed the similarities between the two. They acted the same, walked the same, and even talked, the same. How she hadn't noticed this, she had no idea. She just knew one thing for sure, it was late, and tomorrow, she was going to start her first day of school. She needed her beauty sleep. So she went to the bathroom, washed her face, and went to bed. As she slept, she dreamt of Ace, missing him.
Ulrich and Odd's love story chapter twoOdd and Ulrich were sitting in the airplane seats, when Ulrich felt Odd, shaking him awake.
"Hey, love, it's time to wake up." Odd whispered.
(The only response he got from Ulrich was a moan.)
Odd punched him in the shoulder, playfully.
"Ouch!" Ulrich stated, clearly alarmed.
"It's time to meet my parent's." Odd smiled.
"Not quite yet." Ulrich replied, while pointing up at the speakers.
"Attention, we are at an altitude of 30,000 feet, and will be landing shortly. Our final destination, is San Diego. I repeat, San Diego. Your seat belts should remain fastened at this time, thank you."
The pilot hung up, as a woman clicked on, while repeating the message in French.
"ugh." Odd complained. "Don't you hate hearing the same thing twice?"
"I don't really mind it." Ulrich replied.
"Actually, I wasn't really paying attention." He shrugged.
"Ok then." Odd stated as he pulled out a PB and J sandwich.
"Want half?" He asked, while waving it toward him.
Ulrich held up a hand in reply. "Nah I'm good
Cleverbot11968 people talking
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Ulrich and Odd's love storyUlrich loved Odd with all his heart. He was excited to visit his parents with him. Actually, they were at the airport now. They had just gotten through security when Odd was dying for a candy bar. So they went to the nearest machine, and grabbed one.
"See Ulrich, I told you you should get one." Odd announced as he toke a bite.
"Yeah, it's really good." Ulrich agreed.
*ding dong* flight 2a is leaving in fie minutes.
"Oh shoot!" Ulrich shouted.
Odd put a hand on his shoulder.
"Relax, it's right over there."
"Oh." Ulrich sighed, clearly feeling like an idiot.
After they had hopped on the plane, Odd proceeded to annoy him.He was poking him, trying to get him to look in his direction so he could sketch him.
"Really, Odd?" Ulrich asked in an irritated tone, as Odd moved the pencils.
"What? I hae, to draw, it's in my blood." Odd stated.
"Right..." Ulrich rolled his eyes.
The first hour of the flight continued like this, until Odd had finished the sketch. Much to Ulrich's relief, someone worki
Reader x Suoh Mikoto: Fortunate Meeting
I have always known that my life won’t be easy, but I have never imagined that I would run away like a criminal. And I’m only the little sister of one.
My big brother is well-known in the criminal-scene. He killed many people and is in big contact with the Yakuza. That’s why Scepter 4 is looking for him and they think I know where he is. But I haven’t seen him for about two years. The only contact we have is the money he sends me every month.
A few days ago people from Scepter 4 stood in front of my apartment and wanted information. Then two days ago and today they wanted to bring me to their headquarter. When they said that I got in panic and ran away.
And now I’m here running like an idiot and panting heavily.
I know that they have special abilities and I’m really glad that they haven’t used them on me, but I’m just scared as hell of Scepter 4.
Turning around a corner I look for a place to hide. The only thing I see is a bar. Not
Lone Flowers (Jorrian) [RP in desc]I don't know why I'm here. Everyone here is plain mental. They're crazy and screwed up in the head. I don't know if I am. Maybe. Just maybe.
I've familiarized myself with the white walls and marble floor. There were no windows. Only a door that could be opened from the outside that led to the hall, or if you had a key. But that was the only way out. And only the Doc and visitors had access to it.
The doctor was a sick, twisted being. He put people in straitjackets and tied them to beds. He never gave the required amount of medicine. Sometimes he would pull people out of their rooms for "treatment" and they came back even more screwed up.
Acquaintances of mine inhabited many of the rooms here. They all had lost their mind...most of it, at least. A few had managed to keep themselves together. But I'm certain that won't last for too long.
One of my friends—my closest one, my only one—shared a room with me after her roommate lost it. She's so sweet and gentle and in
What G-Modding IsWhat Godmodding Is:
- If your character can come back as anything they want.
- If your character has powers akin to another species despite being an entirely different species.
- If your character claims to have an unique immune system.
- If your character tries to control other players character via means other than brainwashing/hypnosis/possession.
- If your character can survive practical anything.
- If your character has more than one set of lives.
- If your character can destroy almost anything with a touch of their hand.
- If your character literally is descended from a god but yet can handle heavy weaponry perfectly despite the fact that they DON'T need to use weaponry because they're descended from a mother-loving GOD.
- If said god character only loses one tenth of his/her powers.
- If said character immediately tries to kill your character without giving him/her a fair chance to fight back.
- If said character just won't die no matter how many times you try and defeat them.
Clarity An SPN Song Parody (Destiel)"Clarity" An SPN Diestel Parody Song
High dive into rising flames
Where the dead comes back to life.
Fight fear for my selfish pain
Was it worth it every time?
Hold still, the Impala crashed
And we all know how this ends.
The clock ticks before the demons fall
And they drown in ash again.
This takes a piece of me
Watch me fight, and watch them bleed.
I still fight, and I don't know why.
If this life is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
If this life's insanity, why are you my clarity?
Walk through the pools of red
You refuse to make amends.
You cut through with the demon knife
And you have no common sense.
Don't pray while I'm away
Because I know just what you'll say.
I saved your life, brought you back from Hell.
Now I can't even look at you.
You take a piece of me
I watch them die, and I watch you bleed.
You still fight, and I don't know why.
If this life is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
If this life's insanity,
Saccharin Species Bio V2The Saccharin is a strange species - not exactly as biological as one would think, they’re more like slimes. As such, they have no internal organs. They also are very pliable and elastic, which comes into play as they eat. Being an amorphous organism has its perks. Saccharins can regenerate or reattach severed limbs, morph their bodies into the shape of new body parts, and stretch their currently existing body.
A saccharin runs on two things: sugar and water. Everything else is unnecessary. While the water serves mainly as a lubricant, the sugar is the essential part. A saccharin is made almost entirely of sugar-based compounds, and can squeeze through very tight spots due to its lack of a skeleton. While the water is essential, too much of it can cause a saccharin to lose its composition and become much more slime-like.
When a saccharin eats, the food doesn’t go to a stomach, because it simply doesn’t have one. Being like a slime, the food is stored inside the saccha
Imagine Singing Karaoke To The WinchestersA Collection of SPN reader fics
(If you don't know the song I mention in this, I recommend looking it up. It reminds me so much of Sam and Dean, I just had to do it!)
~Imagine singing karaoke with the boys after a hunt (Female Reader) SPN Collection #1~
Another successful hunt; a nest of nasty vamps in a small town in Pennsylvania. You all though you'd be stuck in Pennsylvania for at least a week just to locate the nest. But you managed to find it under a day. The boys were throughly impressed with your ever improving hunter skills; even Cas was taken back that you beat him to the punch, even with his angel mojo.
Once you found the spot, which happened to be an abandoned warehouse, Dean and Sam scouted the place out. They told you to stay put, which you complied- for about five minutes.
You walked inside, guns blazing the bitch. The guns only stunned the vamps. and this you knew. Left and right, they came at you; you quickly whipped out your machete, decapitating the bastards. You then
Revenge 2:Serpentine Ch.23 (for real this time)Now snapping out of it, Herobrine looked up at his sons. Lewis and Sky both sighed with relief. He was back, and they hoped never to see entrances like that by Dan again.
Extreme anger displayed in his eyes, Herobrine narrowed his eyes and cursed the Serpent King, what happened to him still fresh in his mind.
Veiling his anger ever so slightly, he spoke."Even with all the experience I had with the Snake...he still managed to catch me off guard." he growled.
Evenly, the brothers sighed with a bit of disappointment and relief.
Right there with his father's anger, Lewis spoke up. "I'm guessing Dan snuck up on you. That sneaky bastard..."
"Giving up is not an option, however." Sky put in. "Even though Jordan has his Nether powers now..."
Observing their grimaces, Herobrine decided to ask his sons about their experiences in the realms.
Not wanting to burden him with his horrid time spent in the End, Lewis let Sky go first. He went on about how he ran into Sean and now his family, and he tal
Querido Diario 10Ha salido el sol y comienza a brillar en la alcoba de Marie, con el Sol en sus ojos comenzó a hacer parpados y comenzó lentamente a abrir los ojos. Se estiro, se levanto y camino hacia el tocador para darse una ducha calida para su cuerpo que seguía tremendamente frio por lo que paso, algo inesperado le ocurrió.
Encontró a Thomas con una toalla en vuelta en sus caderas, el se estaba cepillando los dientes, al escuchar el chirrido de la puerta volteo la mirada, Marie estaba tan sonrojada que hizo un portazo con la puerta que parece que se daño un poco.
Marie: Lo siento ..¡¡ Lo siento Thomy..¡¡ *Sonrojada*
Se escuchaban las pisadas de Thomas que se dirigían hacia la puerta, se escucho que se estaba abriendo la cerradura del mismo tocador, Marie halo de esa cerradura para que no viera cual sonrojada estaba, pero no funciono, el tenia mucha fuerza y logro abrir la puerta con una simple mano. Ahora ella puso sus manos
Scoot's Story14th of July, 2038, Third Year of the Great Equestrian War
Scoots sat alone in a corner of the armoury, polishing her artificial wings. Dark oil stained her fur for she had skipped showering five days in a row. She had been way too busy supervising the work efforts in the upcoming war, what would later be known as the Battle of Sugar Tree Hill. All the Changeling Optics had been checked, all the armour polished, all the mechanics in working order. She was the Leader of Weapons and Defence Design, but had passed all the duties for the next few hours to her second in command, Uuser Greyhorn.
She tightened the wings securely to her body and stood up. She looked around the armoury. Stallions and mares trotted past, not realising she was there, on what were probably important errands. Scoots trotted off though the massive cave system, where the armouries and weapons were being held. She passed through the many doors, guarded by large stallions and even a few by large mares. Sh
Meeting in the Subway An Author's IntroductionHello to all! I'd like to take the time to thank all of my devoted fans for taking a sneak peak at my latest fanfiction. This is a story about Ace D. Copular, and Buttercup Utonium. This story takes place in a subway and high school setting. So it is obvious that it takes place when Buttercup is in high school. Ace is in high school too. He is just one year older than her but they are in the same grade. Even if you don't like subways and high school settings, I ask that you give my story a chance. I hope you enjoy "Meeting in the subway." I will be posting it as soon as I finish chapter one.
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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