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PuzzleIf I had to describe our relationship we would be a puzzle,
We fit together in an alignment; perfectly,
Painting an image of our inner thoughts,
But if someone provokes our desires,
Our puzzle piece crumbles; and I welcome desolation,
I know this pain will be forgiven,
You will rekindle our old flame of companionship,
And will pick up the fragmented pieces,
Rebuilding our puzzle; all for it to be desecrated,
But for now I welcome you with open arms,
And a shattered puzzle, that can never be pieced together.
Sixteen daysSixteen days,
I will be free,
To laugh with joy,
To relax my stiff shoulders,
And let the whole world stand still.
Till endless nights with friends arrive,
Were we joyfully play at the waters edge,
Sipping away at our cool lemonade,
And turning snow white to golden brown.
And the dreary hallways will seem like a memory,
Were outdoors become our playground,
With endless fun in its wake.
Till new memories,
Under the golden sun,
Staying up all night,
Without a care in the world.
The countdown begins now.
My ConfessionIt has been a very long time,
Since I fell in love with you,
I do not remember when,
But I guess it didn't matter,
You are my world,
I think about you often,
So much that the very thought,
Makes me shake with anticipation,
Of meeting you,
I tried giving up,
To move on,
But I can not get you out,
Of my head,
So I sit here in wonderment,
Listening to the pounding of my heart,
I know there's a chance,
But it is better,
Knowing your true feelings,
Then letting my mind wander with fantasies,
So please meet me at the meeting place,
So I can say these precious words to you,
"I Love You!"
Hey best friendHey best friend,
It breaks my heart,
To see you so sad,
Come tell me,
When your down,
And I will try to make,
All those troubles go away,
If you would,
Rather not talk,
And I will stay,
With you in silence,
Because its better to face,
Problems with two,
Your my best friend,
And you are an amazing person,
When your down,
Come tell me,
And will face the troubles together,
Remember to smile.
The break-upI got news about how she lost the feeling,
the feeling you both once new,
Sadly her vision was clouded,
And I hope you both pull through,
You both are so dear to me,
I do not wish to see you in pain,
But if you go your separate ways,
Remember the good times you had and not the bad,
I want you both to be happy,
Smiling and laughing,
So please rethink the idea,
Of the break-up.
I know I can not control your feelings,
I have no right to,
I just want you both to be happy,
So if the break-up is true,
Remember you always have a second chance,
Because a break-up can always be healed,
As long as those feelings return.
The grand heroI travel across Hyrule,
To defeat the horrid foe's threatening to harm the land,
With the power of the Goddesses,
They marked me to be the hero,
To protect the princess,
I enter dungeons,
Filled with puzzles,
And designed like a maze,
All the time I ditch whatever family,
Or friend I had before,
Because there not nearly as important,
And for that I say I am sorry,
But with the mission they have given me,
there is no way I can refuse,
With the triforce of courage,
And my master sword,
I ride on with Epona,
To defend this mighty land,
Never talking nor never stopping.
The opposite of normalIn the human mind,
The idea of a normal life,
Is wired into everyone’s head,
Till the day we were born and until our final sleep,
But what a dull life that would be,
Where is the adventure found?
From the television? Or the countless books we have created?
So why not go on your own adventure,
By taking a step outside of your bubble,
Sure people will mark you as odd,
The ways you interact will seem foreign,
Their idea of the word normal,
Will be shattered into tiny pieces,
As it holds no value to you,
While you’re on this adventure,
The word normal means nothing now,
As you journey on this adventure,
So express yourself in many ways,
To many people,
While you take that step forward to creativity.
My best was obviously not enoughI remember that look,
The way your eyes pierce me with that icy glare,
The shame and disapproval you show me,
Oh how you wish I could do better,
When my best was obviously not enough,
What will it take?
How can I prove to you that I tried?
Before you point the finger?
My efforts are waste less,
They could never please someone like you,
You belittle me,
when my best was obviously not enough,
You keep reminding me of my failures and not my success,
Are they that meaningful to you?
So that years down the road you can retell those unwanted memories?
Throwing me into another never ending battle,
Where I can never escape,
Because my best was obviously not enough.
I will forgetEven though it hurt's,
I will forget,
Even though I do not wish for that,
I will forget,
These feeling's I have harbored for you,
Will be forgotten,
So that you can love her forever more,
But even so,
Please don't forget me,
I wish to stay friends,
So please don't treat me bitterly,
For this selfish reason I harbor,
Because I will forget,
But please stand by me,
Even if we are just friends.
AF 2030: Azure Avenger Profile
Name: Azure Avenger
Alter-Ego: Annie Andrews
Marital Status: Single
Current Occupation: Student - Angel Falls University (Major in Computer Programming)
Hair: Brown with blue highlights
Hometown: Angel Falls
Base of Operations: Angel Falls
Super Strength: Can lift up to 50 tons
Super Speed: Up to 200 mph
Energy Blasts: Annie can fire blue energy from her fists. Power level ranges from being able to stun a person to damaging buildings.
Enhanced Durability: Can withstand attacks up to standard firearms with little to no discomfort. As the power of the weapon increases, her level of durability lessens accordingly.
Drummer in the band "Leap Year Satellites".
Annie Andrews was your average college student until she bonded with a piece of alien technology, granting her superhuman abilities. Along
A Closer Bond (My first try at TG stories)
I had no idea this would happen to me one day... No, me and my sister, like two completely different worlds. She's outgoing, loud and funny, while I was always labeled as antisocial... Oh well, at least she can live a happy life, I guess...
She always kept claiming how sorry she felt for me, and how much she wanted me to be accepted into society like she was, even though I always claimed, I'm fine the way I am.
Oh I forgot to introduce myself. The name's Jeff Roberts, or at least it was some time ago... How long has it been? Three or four months? Not that that matters anyway. I just thought I'd state that much. What happened is another thing, that I probably need some explanation for.
So the thing is, my sister Lilly is 16 years old, and I'm 18, or at least I was. I've had some friends till middleschool, but in highschool, life took a cruel turnaround, with the family moving to a new town. New people, new school, new everything. Lilly easily fit into the new surroundings, even joining
Camp Colve's New ProgramAt Camp Colve,new horizons are taking place. Humans and tinies are,for the first time,becoming roommates. As part of the recent expansion on Camp Colve's cabins,tinies are now accommodated for.And,as per the new requirements,each camper is paired up with one another; One tiny and one human.
You,being a new camper at Camp Colve,have recently been paired up with either
a) Human (In this instance,you shall play the tiny)
b) Tiny (In this instance,you shall play the human)
and shall spend the remainder of your time at Camp Colve with them,learning to bond with them.
Rules for RP
No God Mode or Mary Sue
No controlling my character (This gets really annoying.. This means not to say they did a certain action,or say what they look like).
Lumina's Character Sheet
Lumina de Rea
Age: 137 (She tells others she's over 1000, and most would believe her.)
Species: Tiger Mink
Height (Length): 12 feet(3.65 meters) long, not including her tail.
20 feet(6 meters) long including her tail.
Weight: 1.2 Tons (1088.62 Kg/ 2400 lbs.)
Fur color: Primarily Blue-violet, with lavender around her belly, face, feet, and the end of her tail. She has black tiger stripes that run down her back, forelegs, hindlegs, and tail. She has a black pattern on the edges of her eyes that resemble two triangles and a hook. The tip of the fur on her head is dyed a dull magenta.
Eye Color: Indigo
Mouth Color: Indigo
Accessories: A small(for her size) dark grey framed mirror.
Erza Scarlet Vs Link: Death Battle PreludeMecha: Sometimes, it takes more than a sword to survive against the creatures and dark magics of the world of fantasy. It pays to be prepared for any situation thrown at you. And with us as a representative for, Death Battle veteran, Ray
Ray: Great to be here. In this corner, we have Link, the Hero of Hyrule.
Virgil: In the other corner is Erza Scarlet, the Titania of Fairy Tail.
Mecha: Wait, shouldn't you be stuck in the hospital after Steel punched your throat out?
Virgil: Hey, you didn't think I miss out on this, did you?
Mecha: That still doesn't answer my question.
Virgil: You know, despite the fact our boss is an unholy abomination, he surprisingly gives good health care to his employees.
Mecha: Well, you're the lesser of two idiots so I guess beggars can't be choosers.
Ray: Anyway, it's our job to test their weapons and skills to find out who will win a Death Battle.
You Wouldn't Hurt Me chapter 2Marshall Lee let out a low groan, his body trembling as he slowly fell back into consciousness. His head was swimming, pounding, like someone had taken a hammer to it. He could also feel nausea biting at the back of his throat and was finding it very hard not to vomit. The vampire couldn’t believe the state he was in.
What the hell was going on?
The symptoms he was experiencing were akin to a hangover, but he immediately ruled that out. The last time he drank was when he was with the party gods and that was nearly over a decade ago. No, the feeling he was experiencing was strange. He could describe it as feeling overly full, almost bloated. He felt like an over gorged leech that just dropped off its host.
Dully realizing he was lying on his living room floor, Marshall lifted his head and looked around. Waiting for his eyes to adjust to the darkness, his attention settled on what looked like a dark motionless mass lying on the floor in front of him. The first thing that came to hi
Creepypasta the Fighters Boss: CreepsMcPasta
Bio: CreepsMcPasta is Mr. Creepypasta's servant. Originally a person obsessed with macabre and creepy stuff, the god decided to make him into a being similar to himself. He is a cunning and self righteous person. Confident in his own powers, he doesn't take things too seriously and considers things that are of no interest bothersome. Even when faced with serious situations, he is calm and somewhat blasé.
Powers/Weapons: CreepsMcPasta wields a power called Pasta Power, which is made out of his life force.
*Pasta Crusher: CreepsMcPasta charges his right hand with Pasta Power, then surrounds himself with Pasta Power while flying spinning towards the player.
*Somersault Kicks: CreepsMcPasta performs a forward somersault with his legs outstretched, kicking the player up to twice and aiming to land on the player's knees.
*Head Stomp: CreepsMcPasta leaps into the air and lands perfectly on his player's head, in a standing position with his arms folded. He then backflips off agai
Creepypasta the Fighters: Nemesis
Bio: Real name Nancy Gale, Nemesis is a proxy of Slender Man who although not malevolent and insane, is quite capable of killing her victims without remorse. However, she does not kill those who are pure and innocent. Rather she kills those who have or had done wrong but were never justifiably punished.
Powers/Weapons: She can manipulate shadows, though it's not very strong. Her main weapon is a yo-yo with retractable blades and she had a pet tarantula named Geneva who is as big as a horse. When Nemesis loses control over her shadow manipulations or is her life is in danger, she will transform into her dark form which is merciless and somewhat insane.
*Walk the dog: Nemesis throws her Yo-Yo downwards.
*Get Here: Using here Yo-Yo, Nemesis imitates Scorpion's spear move.
*Geneva Hairs: Nemesis pulls out her pet tarantula Geneva, who flicks hair from her abdomen.
*Shadow Yo-Yo: Nemesis whips her Yo-Yo, glowing black with Shadows, hitting the opponent multiple times.
The Last of an EmpireWarning; this story contains Sci-fi themes, alcohol, moderately violent language, dragons, and vore. If you are somehow offended by any of those, don't read and please don't leave rude comments.
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"Another..." A man, who almost looked too young to be drinking in the first place, wearily called as he placed a now empty glass back onto the table.
The bartender, a scrawny looking creature with leathery grey skin and four arms, only shook his head "Sorry, mate, but that'd be your sixth drink this night." The bartender said in something akin to an Australian accent
"Ya see, any more than five glasses of Kre'shan Ale is considered too toxic for human consumption. I can get you something else if..." The bartender trailed off as the man lifted his sleeve to reveal a barcode and number that looked to be tattooed onto his forearm. However, upon closer inspection it looked as if he had been born with it.
"Oh... I see. I'm so sorry... Thank you for your service."
Golden Eyes part 3My feet hit the floor sending a jolt up my leg’s making them topple and collapse to the floor. I took in deep breaths and slowly examined my fingers; they seemed to be fine except for some minor cuts. “Good I’m not bleeding” I said aloud. Crawling I made my way to the back of the cell and patiently waited for the door to open. I stared at the door and examined the room looking for the quickest route to take. The cell is triangular so my best route would be to use the walls, since they slope outwards I’ll be able to jump across them. If I do that I’ll be able to get outside also I’ll be able to lock the guard’s into this cell. The gears turned signifying that someone is coming. I crouched down, tightening my muscle, the fork stopped the gears. Applying pressure to the machine, the machine bellowed a shrike of protest. Gnawing at the fork the gears broke, shattering them into tiny pieces. “What the hell is going on i
hey newton, gravity's flawedi.
starting anew from the flutter
and the sputter of lungs.
a vacant sea filled with feathers
and tumultuous clatter,
ribs in a treacherous pattern
resembling exiting rungs.
i want to wrestle the angels,
your tendency is the ladder.
involved with full indiscretion,
trading lazy for lace.
unspool the curse of the long-
limbs in a languorous flexion
i like the stab of the ankles,
you need the curves intersected.
opting to cull my extents
with trans-dimensional vigor.
spent my dysphoric corrections
on reconnecting lax ends.
lips in a spurious accent
feign a passionate rigor.
i tie myself to the anchor,
you extricate and ascend.
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