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The Columbine ShootingPeople cry for the victims whom died.
But only for the ones who were killed.
But why not the victims who committed SUICIDE?
Gamer Girl RapSitting here
Up at the top
I only got this spot cuz' i'm fucking hot
No one dare kills me because I might suck their dick
Doesn't even matter if imma bitch
No one cares about my negative KD
Who would care, i have a fucking pussy
I'm better than every girl because I play COD
When in all reality i'm just using my brother's fucking Xbox
Moan in the mic just to get nerd's on
Go on and on about the color of my thong
But no one will know the reality of me because I never mention
I'm only doing this for fucking attention.
Its a love thingSomeday I’ll be gone
And someday you won’t love me
Someday you’ll be gone and won’t bother to remember me
Someday you won’t love me
Someday you’ll be gone
And I’ll miss you when you’re gone
But until then you make me happy
Until then I’ll still smile
Until then I’ll feel love
Until then I hope you do too
Nothing can describe my love for you
Nothing can describe how much I like you
Nothing can describe how I feel for you
No matter the names I call you
No matter what I say
No matter what I do
I’ll love you until I’m gone
I’ve made mistakes
So have you
Together we’ve done so much wrong
But the right amount of right
No matter what people say, I’ll be here to stay
All the pretty girls
And all the gorgeous boys
Couldn’t compare to you
Couldn’t be you, will never be you
No one can make me happier than you
No one can make me feel more loved than you
No one makes me feel more belonged
Television- Prologue (An IZ Story)“Gir! Here, now!”, Zim called out, waiting for his little robot he received before leaving his home to conquer a little unknown planet. That little robot appeared before him with a small metallic hand to his forehead and his tongue sticking out.
“Gir, I have discovered that there is different dimensions other than our own.” Zim turned to the TV screen that lay before them in their own living room. “And I was also able to display those dimensions without going through them through television.”, Said him, with almost disgust. Gir looked at it with awe and gave out a long ‘ooooo’ and sat down on the couch that sat in front of the TV. “TURN IT ON TURN IT ON,” Said Gir excitedly, bouncing up and down. Zim let out an impatient huff, plopping on the couch and grabbed the remote that rested on the armrest.
With a touch of a button, the room filled with white noise and flickering motion of static filled the screen. The static retreated
I'm Ready for ThisI can feel the music surge through me
I can feel the goosebumps crawl across my skin
And my mouth go dry as I clench my fingers wanting to grasp onto something
My heart pounds faster
And time goes slower
And my face falls
I can feel the blood
Run down my wrist
Off my finger tips
As my heartbeat becomes fainter
And time seems to slow
A smile on my cracked lips
And a glint in my glassy eyes
I was ready for this the moment i lived
I'm ready for the moment I die
Something QuickThe darkness of the room, except for the neon colors, gave the room a rainbow-ish tint to it. You could feel the bass of the club on the other side of the door, the screeches of others having an awesome time and the moans of the one's who didn't care enough to get a room. The bump vibrated your body, and it gave you this feeling that was just like sex itself and the thrill was almost like a drug, but surprisingly enough you haven't taken any at this rave. Yet.
You look up at the raver girl that sat on your chest. Sweat clung to her body, and it gave her a wet look and a slight shine. Her neon-stained top was lifted to show off her breast and stomach. Juice from a glow-stick stained her body and gave her a rainbow glow, handprints covering her breasts and various markings on her stomach. Her body was covered with the neon juice, battle markings on her smirking face.
You didn't know her name, but she finally took off her shirt off fully. You were already naked and lying down on the soft
BS Round 1_Tina vs LukLuk stepped into the bright white light and shielded his eyes, letting his pupils slowly dilate and letting his senses adjust to his new surroundings. After putting his hand down he squinted at the bright horizon. Luk was standing on top of a cliff, where the cave mouth ended. The sun was close to setting and Nahara's four moons seem to appear beside the sun as it set. Oddly, the moons seemed to glow their colors as they appeared in the orange light. Mountains towered on the horizon, but clouds and sea mist made it fairly hard to see as well as the bright sun setting behind it, casting it off as a black shadow. As the waves made contact with the rocky cliff below Luk, he was sprayed with a soft mist of the sea water. Though it stung a bit, he stood unfazed, looking up into the green sky that had streaks of red and blue blazing across it. The moon's glowing colors of white, blue, gold, and red made the sun setting sky appear more spectacular. Cam came floating outside of the sparkling c
ShadowsIt was one of those nights where you simply don't want do anything. A lazy night, if you prefer. So lazy that Zim didn't bother to change the channel on the TV, or even take off his disguise. Too lazy to tell Gir to stop screeching like a howler monkey, even too lazy to call the Almighty Tallest. Yes, THAT lazy. Zim stared at the TV with tired eyes, the brightness of the screen and the scratchy lenses killing his crimson eyes.
His gloved fingers twitched, wanting to so badly to switch channels, the Crazy Monkey Show not exactly being his favorite thing to watch, considering it made Gir go crazy occasionally, like what's happening now. Zim's eyes slowly closed and he sighed, tuning out the TV and Gir, sliding down more into the couch, making his posture more painfully uncomfortable, but yet oh so comfortable.
"Gir, for Tallest's Sake, turn the TV down and stop screaming.", Zim said, crinkling his brow in frustration. Almost immediately, Gir gave a salute and obeyed, simply shutting of t
MarySue Test: Dev They are possessed by an angel
 They are possessed by a demon
 They are a werewolf/vampire/faerie
 They are physically strong
 They have a rare hair/fur color (skin?)
[X] Their eyes are an unusual color
 This happens to be red
 Their eyes change color
 They have wings
 They can grow extra body parts/shapeshift
 They are immortal
 (If a female) they have large boobs
 (If a male) they are very muscular
 They are very attractive to the opposite gender
 They are telekinetic/pyrokinetic/etc
 They have sixth sense/can mind-read/etc
 They have an object of some sort that gives them powers
 They have a special ability/power, but they don't know about it yet
 They were bestowed/cursed with these powers
 They are a healer
 They are from a very rich/royal family
 They don't know that they are from a very rich/royal background
[X] They have lost one/both of their parents
 They ran away from home
 Their parents are cruel, uncaring, abusive etc.
.:Fallen Angel RP Prompt:.There was a loud crash outside your house, and, even though you are home alone, you go out to investigate. There, in the middle of the grass outside your front door is a winged boy lying in a crater caused by the impact. He looks to be in pain but as you go to help him, he springs at you, pinning you to the brick wall by your throat. Do you:
1) Fight him off
2) Try to reason with him
3) Let him kill you (With a struggle)
4) Switch, you be the fallen angel
Your character can be male or female but PG13 please. (If you want to do 18+, note me with Fallen Angel in the subject) Fallen Angel must stay male if you do switch.
Aside from the angel, other characters are to be human! Not G/T!
The Life and Times of Aodhan the LongwingSeptember 15th, 1779, Loch Laggan
Aileen Donahue had been a simple maid, bringing food to the aviators stationed at Loch Laggan and cleaning their dishes. She'd first come to Loch Laggan when she was 20 years old and her father could no longer afford to feed her. She was considered too old to learn how to be an aviator, so they turned her into the next best thing; a maid who can help out the aviators.
Aileen had never questioned their decision, preferring to keep away from the huge scaled beasts that the aviators loved so deeply. She learnt not to be frightened of them within the first months, but she remained wary- something so big and so intelligent could only be the most frightening thing she had ever seen.
September the 15th started out just like any other day. Wake up early, help in the kitchens, then serve the aviators as they trickled into the covert. Except this morning, the hall had been almost completely empty instead of being filled with people. Two formations should
I Started my first timed mile this year. Ran 5 laps and walked one in 12 minutes 5 seconds.
Die in the locker room for three hours nomming on lunch early. Gets home at 2:50 and instantly heats up water to start making cup noodle. or *instant noodle*. Tis the life of a Kelly
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Absol TG- Commission for WiiPlayAll It hadn't been a good hunting day for Ravin. Nothing had shown its face out here, nothing.
"Maybe I should go home." He said.
"Perhaps." A voice said from behind him.
"Who's there?" He asked, turning around, finding no one.
"No, you're not crazy. But maybe you are right. There isn't enough in this forest."
"Where are you? What do you mean?" He asked, before falling to the ground in pain. "What... What have you done?"
"Repopulating a forest." It said. White fur started to crawl up his arms.
"I don't understand." He said, grunting as his fingers elongated into claws, and his hands turn into paws.
"What is a forest without animals?" It said, while Ravin was forced onto all fours as he became quadruped.
"So. You're turning the hunter into the hunted." Ravin said, while the white fur covered his arms completely and started cove
TF/Marvel Phase 2: SHIELD FILES Episode 10Date: June 15, 1963.
Location Howard Stark Mansion, Malibu, California.
Howard Stark is in his living room talking to Anton Vanko. As they are discussing about the Arc Reactor technology and how it will change the world.
Your English is getting Better Anton
Perhaps. Whetever or not the "Unity Project" of yours will bear fruit is another matter entirely considering the posturing of our nation coverments
Forget about them. my military contracts are merely the shortest distance between two points, think. about the childrens we'll both may have someday, thats our priority, the point is if i want you on my team, you're on my team. no questions asked. i've earned that
Very Well. Howard. As always i am humbled by your trust. and yet i must express my continued concerns this arc reactor technology. the implications alone of such a devior even existing have you not thought about these things?
I've done my investigation Anton. i
HerIt was a chilly fall afternoon, and a teenage boy sat in his room, sad and unable to show his true emotions… as tears streamed down his face, he thought of everything that was said… every painful word that came from his parents’ mouths, about how so many things were wrong with him, and how he had to change so many things about himself.
“Why am I so… wrong?” he thought to himself. He stayed in his room for another few minutes, before wiping his eyes and standing up.
“Chains wouldn’t cry,” he thought. The teenager went to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water. As he looked up at his reflection in the mirror, he paused.
“Alex Drake would smile,” he thought. A fake smile appeared on his face. He put his shoes on and went back downstairs. He was home alone. No one would see his red, puffy eyes. He got a glass of water and sat on the couch, his emotions threatening to return to the surface.
“Dynus would just f
OW Assignment III: SHD 401 - 'Never a Natural'Kaine: *so the goal was to fight with another Shadowmancer in order to try and gain control of their shadows. There were ample amounts of people to choose from -- MDrake himself, which would fail. Ben, but he didn't want to bother the other who wasn't even a student. Any younger student. Kichi even -- but Kichi had to be saved for the last fight before graduation, to see who the better Shadowmancer was. He could go for Bailey, but actually liked the other to a degree he didn't want to ruin what little threadbare "friendship" there was* *so in the end he had picked the Shadowling lover to his best friend, the elementalism professor* *though he went into this knowing full well he was biting off more than he could chew, it was going to be a good enough test to see how much of a lesser creature he was, just for not being born a natural* *and at least Izzy wouldn't get pissed at him for it, right?* *...it was better to ask forgiveness than permission in this case anyway* *thus he sto
Daily Logs 9-14-14I. Leslie and Erik break up...again
II. You can be happy: Molly checks up on Erik to make sure he's not throwing himself out of airlocks
II. Host Augie doesn't find Gary so much different than the one she knows...
IV. Gyles decides that maybe Host!Joseph isn't so bad after all
Erik: *is reclined on a couch in the lounge, brow wrinkled as he puzzles his way through a particularly difficult sentence*
Leslie: *wanders into the lounge for a drink while on break during a shift and then heads over to Erik, nudging him a bit to give her room on the couch* Mind if I join you?
Erik: *closes his book, and smiles at her* Not at all! *he squeezes over to the armrest so she has as much room as she wants*
Leslie: Thanks! *smiles and sits next to him* What's that? *meaning the book*
Erik: *quirks his lips, and says something unpronounceable, then translates* "A Xindi Perspective on the Settling of the Mangoran Plains." It's a history book... I think. The fellow w
The Lighting Factory Epilogue: Gabriel Alexander.Having beaten shadow gabriel after a long, hard battle in the Hall of Heroes located in the depths of the castle of Canterlot where the mime castle was destroyed by the attacks made between them, alexander decides to pursue your life and listen to the words shadow gabe said before dying, allowing the future is written by itself every advantage of the new opportunities that will be taking along his path, choosing to be an earth pony in instead of returning to be a alicorn facing the new challenges that come your way, decides to leave Canterlot leaving twilight and other princesasal like their other single friends for a time indefinite for both of them promising to return to them to see them. As the first step in your new life decides to demolish the old dale storms with lighting factory fearsome ending his last best building a site where a new storms will give fair and kind to others dale storms forming the federation being its new course toward its new future as it became one taking he
Last Entry- Escape Log"Day 1,893. 3 days before my escape, and their extinction. My 1,893 days of being enclosed in this prison has been torturous. Sitting in my own vomit and waste, as well as other specie's, I've found to be not fun. The filth has piled up to the point where my escape fantasies are on their way to become real. As well as their death. The people who have imprisoned me are, unfortunately, my own species. And odd species we are, looking down on those who are only slightly out of order when all of us are, mostly the leaders of my people. Being locked up in a tight space with only bites to eat every week, and still able to vomit up anything that remains in my squidly-spooch caused me to think. To wonder even, about the ways of my own kind and how to plan out my escape. My cell is nothing close to well built, so it's going to be rather fairly easy. But I sadly have to find my ways through twisting halls of this well-guarded prison and figure a way out, all the while crossing pungent smells of b
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