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Times And ReasonsTimes And Reasons Lyrics: for the upcoming song by 'New Age Alchemy' (still deciding on a name)
Say your welcomes to the morning sunrise
Feel it in you
Take it with you as you
Let me go
Your last farewell to the days behind you
Walking into the new day
Let it go
You feel it in you
Shake it out
In a cold and distant land
In the cold water
Come on in
And take my hand
Never let me go, let me go
Your day has begun and it's near its end
Find it hard to wake up
Facing the new day
Let me go
There's a time to live and a time to die now
Don't look so pale
It's not your time
Let it go
Sorry to say a new day's almost over
On the time that remains
Let me go
I turn around with no one beside me
I say to myself
"Was it even fair?"
Let it go
Standing tall by the foot of your bed
Hearing the words
Let me go
Say farewell to my feverish sunset
On a c
.45Equal parts stable and confused
One part losing its axis
As it drives down the highway
Into the barrel of .45.
Equal parts centered and fleeing
One part staying still
As it simply remains hopelessly
Afraid of that .45.
Introspective of Souls
A sentiment across the land
Builds up in one's heart
Eroded by the gentleman hand
And yet the feelings start
From distant feelings
Leaving on weekends
The train and its reelings
From odds and ends
The sentiment's healing
Plagues a miserable were
Burning pictures lament
There's a song in the air
As the ideas drift away
Dear Paris, unto thee
I wish a long stay
Alas, you die
The era of your fame is dead
Only dear Thomas' sighs
Fall like Paris' tower of lead
Only during last call
Thomas take's Paris' hand
A distinct silhouette
Remains obscure in view
Said the forgotten let
The fences' wires undo
Feathers in array
Drapes folded off the rods
Fences in the fray
Developing in their pods
A sunset feeling
Invisible sights yet unknown
Aether's wallpaper peeling
Maybe the sun has been overthrown
Forever lasts forever
When the last line I write
Turns into a river
I have lost the fight
Pasta and Pastette differences 1● = BEN
●BEN suffers from hydrophobia
♡ BENNY actually loves water. She will only avoid it if it is cold (below 70 degrees) due to the fact she drowned in subzero water
● BEN is described as being perverted
♡ BENNY doesnt really care for sexual things unless she's joking with a friend.
● BEN doesnt eat that much
♡ BENNY can literally put a buffet out of business (I like to think she died hungry, so the hunger stayed with her after death)
● BEN has the same outfit and looks as Link
♡ BENNY does resemble a female Link, however, she has "glitches" as she calls them. She can change her forms/looks. This gives her different body types and outfits, she cannot change to look like someone else.
● BEN and Jeff are described as great friends
♡ BENNY and Jess are also good friends, but though she won't admit it, she adtually likes spending time with Masquerade more
● BEN always plays video games
♡ BENNY o
Daily Logs 9-17-14I. Rorin and Host!Chris get to know each other
II. Kelsey meets the host version of Marcella
Host Chris: *is in "Cute Nerd Type" mode today, sitting posed by the pond in the arboretum with a digital issue of one of his favourite comic series*
Rorin: *enters the Arboretum and heads for the pond, planning on meditating in eh, nature, but changes his mind quickly when he sees Chris – no doubt, Chris from the other Lina, for obvious reasons* *small smile, coughs quietly*
Host Chris: *looks up, already with a friendly smile* Hey there.
Rorin: *besides, wearing his SF uniform, there's still time before his shift starts but he intended to spend it in meditation and just got ready before that ^^* It's a nice surprise to see you. I heard that you're around somewhere.
Host Chris: Nice to, well, meet you. It's still Loreno, right?
Rorin: *nods smiling* Still, yes. Mine and his lives have taken very different turns, but the name's the same. *pause, smile mutes, but so
Skyrimon profiles: Team MageKirbyKirbyKirby1992, trainer of Fiona.
Battle cry: "So, you wanna play with Magicka? You should know what your fighting for!"
Likes: VoiceMan, cute things, love, finding valuables, friends, teamwork, cooperation, and making new spells
Dislikes: Alduin, spell backfire, side effects of magic, always finding coal, and hatred
Weapon(s) of choice: Flames, Frostbite, and Sparks
Favorite food: Red Apples and sweets
Least favorite food: Anything nasty
Favorite spell schools: Healing
Favorite Shout: Any, but mainly Whirlwind Spirit
Favorite places: Riverwood, Riften, and her home Kuttlmor
Current target location: Helgen
Immune to: Frost, Flames, and Sparks
Fiona, Silky's companion.
Likes: Quill, fire, puzzles, peace, sophistication, and new discoveries
Dislikes: Water, darkness, shadows, evil, and ghosts
Favorite type-wise move: Mystical Fire
Favorite move in general: Future Sight
Weapon of choice: Magic staff
Boys Will Be...Dumb pt2"Your Dad picked your Mom up in the sandbox and realized she was too good for him so he checked the trash instead you filthy son of a-!!" A nail made contact with the back of his ear and his insult died in his throat. Blue eyes widened dramatically and pupils dilated to nearly fill them entirely before slowly, as if he were falling asleep, his eyes shut. The purring resumed, louder than before. Intrusive rumbles broke the air and filled the tiny space with the cat's content. Leaning into the touch he whined a little between the low vibrations in his chest, rubbing his head against Layne's hand as a smile tugged at his lips. Once again, his bliss was fleeting. Same burst in, bringing him back to his senses and scrambling away from Layne. His face couldn't heat up any further if he stuck his head in the oven. Huffing out ragged breaths, his mortification getting worse and worse by the second, he sneered at Same. "How much of that did you use?" he spat at the Sharpedo, "That's expensive p
Skyrimon profiles: Team WarriorVoiceMan, trainer of Quill.
Race: Imperial Vampire
Occupation: Student at Winterhold
Battle cry: "BRING ON THE PAIN!!!"
Likes: Silky, new discoveries of provinces and places, fighting, picking locks, Sevin when he's angry, moonlight, ancient artifacts, battling Dragons, being insane, and dungeons
Dislikes: Alduin, sunlight, assassins, Astrid, Frost Trolls, Dark Elves, and invaders
Weapon(s) of choice: Golden/Ivory Dragon Claws or Flames and Imperial Sword
Favorite food: Garlic, Red Apples, and Alto Wine
Least favorite food: Salt piles
Favorite spell schools: Destruction, Illusion, and Conjuration
Favorite Destruction: Flames
Favorite Illusion: Clairvoyance
Favorite Conjuration: Flame Atronach
Favorite Shout: Force Balance Push
Favorite places: Whiterun, Winterhold, and Riverwood
Current target location: Riften
Immune to: Frost, disease, and poison
Quill, VoiceMan's companion.
Likes: Fiona, grasslands, nature, Spriggons, Shur U. Ken when he's angry, war, punching things, and throwing hi
'What the duck?' Pt. 1Setting: Transylvania
Sub-setting: in a castle's Throne Room
Jenny: *is asleep on a throne between two large sets of armor* Zzz...Goin' batty...Zzz...Count Duckula...Zzz...
Obsidian: *is sitting at the entrance, seeing an old-looking duck in old-fashioned clothing walk in* (Scrooge...?) *flies over to Scrooge* Hold up!
Scrooge: Oi! What's this, now?
Obsidian: The boss here is too big for you to fight on your own!
Scrooge: Oh yeah? There ain't no boss too big for me to beat! *marches off to the Throne Room*
Obsidian: *facepalm* Don't blame me if the boss squishes you!
At the Throne Room...
Jenny: Zzz...The Crown of Royals...Zzz...Must protect it...Zzz...
Scrooge: *kicks the doors open, waking up Jenny* Up an' at 'em!
Jenny: Eh? *sees Scrooge, then laughs at him* SO PATHETIC!!!
Scrooge: Enough lolly-gaggin'! Ya know the boss o' this place?
Jenny: You're lookin' at her, ya stupid duck.
Scrooge: YOU? You're a might bigger than what I'd expect for a boss.
Jenny: Yup! Like what ya
Skyrimon profiles: Team BanditNumberSevin, trainer of Shur U. Ken.
Race: Dark Elf
Battle cry: "Cometh at us if you dare!"
Likes: Assaulting royalty, trespassing provinces, thievery, invisibility, darkness, teasing victims, and stealing precious items
Dislikes: Others stealing from him, VoiceMan being cocky, and cowards
Weapon(s) of choice: Orcish Dagger and Ancient Nord Sword
Favorite food: Human Hearts, Hagraven Feathers, and Pears
Least favorite food: Honeycombs
Favorite spell schools: Stealth
Favorite Shout: Whirlwind Spirit
Favorite place: Whiterun
Current target location: Sovngarde
Immune to: 20% of everything
Shur U. Ken, Sevin's companion.
Likes: Water, darkness, shadows, evil, toying with his victims with light-speed, and ghosts
Dislikes: Bombs, magic, counter-thieves, and failed missions
Favorite type-wise move: Water Shuriken
Favorite move in general: Substitute
Weapon of choice: Ninjutsu
Skyrimon TeamsTeam Warrior: VoiceMan and Quill the Chesnaught
Team Mage: KirbyKirbyKirby1992 and Fiona the Delphox
Team Bandit: NumberSevin and Shur U. Ken the Greninja
Daily Logs 9-16-14I. Brady and Host!Adrian want to know about their other selves
II. Webb just wants Host!Joseph to leave. Luckily it doesn't have to be tagged for violence.
Host!Adrian: *Is practically gliding down the halls looking for someone to be charming to*
Brady: *has been a bit of a recluse for the past day or two trying to avoid the new more charming additions to the crew*
Host!Adrian: *Oh a person!* *Walks towards Brady with a smile* Hello miss! Mind if I walk with you? *His accent isn't really around because this Adrian feels like a Jamaican accent isn't as sexy or understandable than other ones*
Brady: *shit, she shakes her head* No not at all, it's a free hallway after all *so much for that duck and hide plan of hers she thinks while walking*.
Host!Adrian: So what brings you to this end of the hallway? *Where are you going?* *Not that it matters, I'll follow anyway*
Brady: N-nothing much just taking a bit of a breather from work.
Host!Adrian: Oh is your boss working
CORE Chaos Episode 1 Script.Narrator: The year is 2015. A young man escapes from the city, running from the people he thought were his friends. He was to be offered as a sacrifice to the Gods, but denied his destiny... No one can deny his fate. Neither man nor god...
Thomas Drake (T): Whaaaaaoohh! (looks around. He sees more people following him, so he runs into the forest.)
T: Whew... (pants) I think I ditched them.
(A mysterious young boy appears, and scares Thomas)
Dean Cross (D): Are you lost, stranger?
T: No. And what's a little tyke like yourself doing around here?
D: Foolish human. I have been here all my life. I protect this mountain... my sanctuary.
T: It's just a mountain! What's there toprotect?
D: Foolish again... You must discover that for yourself.
D: Now, stranger, what are you doing here?
T: My folks were going to offer me up to some goddess...or something.
D: The Lady In Blue, perhaps?
T:...I guess so.
D: Understandable. But one such as yourself cannot deny fate for long.
T: What do you
To depression, for creating days without endWake up to the realization that you've been awake
for seconds, minutes, hours.
You've been awake in this warm, dark room
and you don't know how long it's been
but now you're conscious
and it starts again--
the pain, strong and steady, in your chest.
You gain consciousness in this too warm morning
and your thoughts whir in endless loops
because it's either that or face the weight in your chest.
Light breaks though the window, soft and unwelcome
but you take it as a reluctant gift--
a new distraction from the feelings awake in your chest.
Awake, but not conscious.
So you think yourself in circles a little while longer
waiting for those quiet pains
(the constant reminder)
to gain consciousness.
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