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Not every love story has a happy endingHe didn't want to. He really didn't. But when given the choice between the death of his entire clan, or the death of a single human The choice was clear.
They had spent most of the day together; Gil had showed the other the beauty of things most humans didn't notice about the sea; he had even gone so far as to have offered him a tour under the sea of the most beautiful unknown places he knew of.
But the day was now coming to an end; the day's time he was given to kill his best and only friend.
They were lying on a stone by the water, relaxing as the sun set. Gil asked to excuse himself for a moment, and when he was out of sight of the other, he laced his lips with a plant's juices that was fatal to humans, before coming right back.
"Can I tell you a secret?" The siren leaned down so their noses were barely touching.
He blushed, "S-sure! You can tell me anything, Gil!" The other chirped sweetly, innocently, which forced a stabbing pain of guilt into the sea-dwe
A Beautiful NightIt was a beautiful night, and a young woman who went by the name of Miran decided she would take advantage of that. Strolling through the park, she got lost in thought, soon not paying attention to where she was going. Of course, this caused her to trip, falling towards the ground. She closed her eyes, waiting for impact, though it never came. Slowly opening her eyes, she found herself face-to-face with a man, about her age, who she could have sworn she knew.
"Are you alright, Miss?" He asked, seeming as off as Miran.
The brunette nodded, gaining her balance once again, "Y-yes, thanks to you "
"Good," the man smiled at her, "I wouldn't want you hurt, a pretty girl like you. My name is Yao, may I ask for yours?"
"I'm Miran," she smiled back shyly, a blush covering her face, "Thank you for catching me, Yao."
"Beautiful name, fitting for a beautiful lady," He charmed, "And don't think anything of it, I couldn't just let you fall on your face."
Again, Miran blushed, trying her best no
Wooden Dolls PrologueSomewhere deep in the depths of a place many never wish to see, a black-winged figure is hard at work on her newest creation. This will make her the most loved of any of her king's minions, a gift unlike any other. Carefully crafting each to the exact detail, she ties each hair by hand. They have to be perfect. Setting them aside to let the paint dry, the demon takes small pieces of bright red string from a container, each labeled in its own bag. She carefully imbeds the thread into each of her creations, before carefully crafting each a box to rest in. Finally she was finished, admiring her work.
Eight small wooden dolls lay on her crafting table, each looking exactly as the person they were meant to be. She carefully lays each into their boxes, and spreads her wings, carrying them off to visit the boss.
"What are they?" He questioned, staring at the small figures incased in their glass-lidded prisons.
"The perfect way to reap any mortal's soul before their time." She smirked, "If the
Ryou's Problem (Your Problem parody)Sorry I treated you like an angel,
What else did you want me to do?
Sorry I treated you like you're perfect,
And smiled when I spoke to you
Sorry I couldn't be sexy,
Am I just not enough for you?
Is that what you do when I'm missing?
That must be such an inconvenience to you, well,
I'm just your problem,
I'm just your problem,
It's like I was, not even with you,
I'm just your problem
Well, I shouldn't have to check in on you,
I shouldn't have to be there to keep you,
I'm sorry that I exist,
I don't know what landed me on your blacklist,
But I shouldn't have to be the one that makes up with you, so,
Why do I want to? Why do I want to
We'll always be watching you...Judging eyes watch her, as she walks down the path. She takes a deep breath, shaking slightly. She's the new girl, the fresh meat, the prey. Little does she know how true that really is.
She is lead into the building, shocked by the lack of lights. She knew this was a night school, but she was unaware there were no lights allowed on. She is welcomed by a teacher, and notes that she is being watched more like a new toy than a new student.
"Where is my room?"
"We'll get to that, follow me."
She is lead by the teacher a man in his mid twenties into a large, completely black room.
"Where are we?"
"You'll see soon enough."
She nods, and allows herself to be practically pushed into a chair. She hears movement, and jumps in shock when her wrists are grabbed, and strapped with rough leather to the chair.
The lights come on, and she screams.
"Hush child, it'll be over soon "
Grey, bloodshot eyes open to the darkness. Jumping to her feet, she stands before her new master.
Becoming the killer I once wasHe was the star,
Who kept me in the light,
He was the one,
Who made me not need to fight.
Now that he's gone,
I don't need to be kind,
Now that he's left,
I can leave this behind.
But I'll never forget,
The reason I now fight,
Is because my little angel,
Has now faded from life.
He was the star,
Who kept me in the light,
And now that he's gone,
I will enter the fight.
He Hid AwayLet me tell you,
Of a young teen,
Who's life to him,
Has no mean
He'd never say,
He hid away
He was shot down,
With bloody cries,
He hit the ground
Now pushed away,
By the evil things,
That people say
Let me tell you,
Of a young teen,
Who's life to him,
Had no mean
He'll never say,
He hid away,
He hid away
It can ruin a friendship,
And break a heart.
It can cause tears to fall,
And turn ever the brightest soul bitter.
It can make you do terrible things,
And cause you to hurt those you love.
What is this I'm speaking of?
This feeling that causes so much pain?
It's the bittersweet feeling,
Violet Eyes - ProloguePrologue; letter never to be sent
Dear Violet Eyes,
I was thinking of you again. I don't think there's a day that's gone by without you popping into my mind. It seems like forever since I bumped in to you, but really it's only been a few days haha, who knew time could move so slowly when you're in Never mind.
Anyways, I miss you a lot. Sometimes I wish you'd just talk to me, but I know that'll never happen, and I'm much too shy to go say hi so I guess these letters have to do.
I'll write to you again soon!
MLP: The Friends of Summer Part 1
Our story begins the way some do: An introduction to a vast world where many creatures, benevolent and...well...those who are not-so-benevolent...live and roam the lands all around. The world is filled of many hidden secrets and surprises: some that are discovered everyday...and some that take years to reveal themselves when one least expects it.
There are many grand kingdoms all over this great world, most of which are ruled by various creatures: There are the griffins that soar the skies, Changelings that live among grassy fields and crystal caverns, Buffalo that roam the desert lands, and so much more. But the one species that is considered to be the most dominant of all and rules most of the world itself...are ponies.
There are a few kingdoms that are home to many ponies, and some other creatures who share the land with them. One is known as Shamrock, the land of green and lucky horseshoe clovers that cover many fiends and plains
MLP: I'll prove it to ya'll that ah AM strong!
Down below the streets of Pony ville, there lies many citizens on a shiny, bright afternoon as everyone is still excited for the music festival that is coming in a few days. On the southwest corner of town, there is a fruit stand that is made by a certain stallion name Applejuice. He along with his brother Macon are just finishing up a few customers' orders of the drinks they wanted. "Alright, here's your grape juice." Applejuice puts a cup of grape juice on the counter where he can get his orders. "Thank you." The purple stallion with a blue mane thank the yellow stallion. "Ya welcome, sir. That will be four bits please."
The purple stallion gives the bits to Applejuice on the counter which he grabbed from his hoof. The purple stallion walks away from the stand with his drink that he is holding with the magic that is activated from his horn.
Next order is from a orange mare with a red mane and the pony is a Pegasus. "Howdy ma'am, what can I get ya?"
"Yes, can I get a cup of oran
MLP: The Friends of Summer Part 2
After a successful and exciting first day on Six Element Resort, the Yearling Six and their families continue to enjoy the wonderful and thrilling entertainment found not only on the sandy beach that their summer home rests upon, but the nearby village and town that holds many activities for the little ponies and more to take part in.
On the second day, everypony gathers together to take a little walk about the nearby town...beholding all of it's fancy shops and souvenirs that are sold on near every corner of the street. The happy parents allow their little ones to pick out a t-shirt, a cap, or something that might catch their eye from one of the shops...and purchase them as a gift to take home with them. After a long walk through the town, everypony eats a wonderful dinner at the local restaurant.
The third day provides Fluttershy an opportunity to show the Yearling Six her home; Since she lives on the island with many of her animal friends, t
PiF: Wandering through life - cz.4"Wędrując przez życie"
Jechałam z rodzicami krętymi paryskimi ulicami. Tata prowadził, mama siedział obok niego, a ja z tyłu na środkowym miejscu by oboje dobrze widzieć. Wracaliśmy właśnie od lekarza. Mama była na badaniach Ultra Sonografem. Doktor sprawdzał, czy z moim małym braciszkiem wszystko w porządku i czy rozwija się właściwie. Scott z nami nie pojechał, przygotowywał się do kolokwium, ja natomiast postanowiłam wybrać się razem z rodzicami i na własne oczy sobaczyć jak takie USG wygląda.
Był to ostatni dzień grudnia roku 2012, jednego z gorszych w moim życiu. Do Nowego Roku zostało jeszcze dziesięć godzin, a ja z niecierpliwością wyczekiwałam jego nadejścia. Liczyłam na to, że w 2013 spotka mnie o wie
Growing Around Audition- Goodbye Rover (Draft 2)[The episode starts off with Robert and Linda walking to their classroom. Adults are mingling by lockers or rushing to their classes.]
Linda: Robert, I’m so nervous about our test today! What if I don’t do well on it?
Robert: Don’t worry Linda, you’ll do fine. I’ve helped you study for this test all week.
Linda: But what if I get test anxiety and forget everything that I learned? I can’t afford to fail now, not after I started getting my grades up!
[Robert and Linda both walk into Kathy’s classroom. The adults in the class are all greeting an elderly, grey haired beagle that is laying calmly on the floor.]
Linda: Oh, Ms. Kathy brought Rover in today! [Robert and Linda go over to Rover to greet him.]
Robert: [He pets Rover.] Hey buddy, it’s great to see you!
[The bell rings for class to start.]
Kathy: Okay class, I know that we were going to take the test on sandcastle building today, but we’ll postpone that to Monday and play with m
The Tops at Lady Malmsteen castleOn the Tops tour bus on a dark and stormy night. The Tops and their mother Carla Brown Cow along with their pet Intergalactic Angel Mangi were traveling along a mysterious country village called Petsylvania. The Tops got a gig to put on a concert for the people in Petsylvania by a mysterious letter that came to them in a mail.
Carla: I have never been in Petsylvania before but so far it seems quaint.
Boxcy: As in boring and uninteresting I agree with you. Why did we come to this joint in the first place?
Toppy: Because Boxcy we got a royal invitation by someone named Lady Malmsteen. I never heard of her before but rumor has it she is a very wealthy lady who even owns her own castle out here.
Curly: Duh I hope there’s food I’m hungry.
Toppy: Curly you just ate before we left.
Curly: Duh I burn more calories than you guys.
Socky: Hey dudes dig it man. We got clouds, more clouds, dark clouds, light clouds and smokey clouds and rain clouds. Ah ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
IkeNie ma niczego bardziej przerażającego od świadomości, że on kręci się jak popapraniec po domu i grzebie w tej swojej MP4, poprawia notorycznie ogromne słuchawki na uszach i gapi się w ściany, kiwając głową do rytmu. Wychodzi na kilka godzin i wraca niczym duch, bez żadnego powitania ani ciepłego słowa. Nie chce jeść obiadu ani kolacji z rodziną, zaszywa się w swoim pokoju. Z tymi cholernymi słuchawkami, tą cholerną MP4 i cholerną paranoją.
Nic nie budzi większej agresji od jego bluz przypominających namioty, luźnych spodni, ogromnych czapek z wulgarnymi nadrukami, kolczyka w uchu i znoszonych butów. Nosi te swoje "nerki", a w nich przemyca rodzinne pamiątki. Farbuje ręcznie bandany, gdy jest sam w domu, brudząc wannę i kafelki w łazience. Na rzemyki nawleka dziwne zawieszki i nosi je na ręce z satysfakcją wy
Growing Around Audition- Goodbye Rover[The episode starts off with Robert and Linda walking to their classroom. Adults are mingling by lockers or rushing to their classes.]
Linda: Oh Robbie, I am so nervous about our test today!
Robert: Don’t worry Linda, you’ll do fine. I’ve helped you study for this test the whole week.
Linda: But what if I get test anxiety and forget everything? I can’t afford to fail this! [Robert and Linda both walk into Kathy’s classroom. The adults in the class are all greeting an old, grey haired beagle that is laying calmly on the floor.] Oh, Kathy brought Rover in today!
Robert: [He goes over to Rover and pets him.] Hey buddy, it’s great to see you! [The bell rings for class to start.]
Kathy: Okay class, I know that we were going to take the test on building sandcastles today, but we’ll postpone that to Monday and instead play with Rover outside!
Linda: [A look of relief washes over her face and she whispers to herself.] Yes!
Kathy: [She is trying to call
Just a small short"Kim? Kim!" Duncan ran from his apprentice and locked himself in their base.
"I'm going to kill you Duncan!" Kim yelled as she pounded on the door. "I can't believe you would do this!" She screamed. Her arms and eyes were glowing a bright purple. Duncan let out a nervous chuckle as he slid down the ladder, past the storage level. He heard the door break and watched as bricks tumbled down the ladder.
"Sh*t!" He began rummaging through the chests. He looked back at the ladder and saw Kim glaring at him with bared, sharp teeth. He tripped over his own feet, and landed hard on his back. He stared up at her with wide eyes.
“I hate you!” Kim equipped her master sword and pointed it to his neck. Duncan swallowed hard.
“K-kim?” He leaned up against a chest. “I’m sorr-”
“You don’t get to say sorry, this is unforgivable. I asked everyone for help Rythian, Hannah, Ridgedog, and all this time you were just making it worse!” She stabbed th
true and false"It is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all"
That's a load of bull crap. Loving and losing hurts like hell. It breaks your heart, and heartbreak never goes away.
"All wounds heal with time"
Another lie. Not all wounds heal. Physical wounds? Yes. Emotional wounds? Almost never. If you spill out your guts to someone, and tell them how much they mean to you, how much you love them, and then get shot down that wound won't ever go away.
"When a heart breaks, it doesn't break even"
Now that, my friends, is the truest statement I have ever heard.
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