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The Halfwit Theory book 1 chapter 3Kendall didn't understand it at all. If it was just a dream, why did he feel so unnerved by it? Zacharie Moodie. He searched his mind place for it over and over, but he had never heard it anywhere. That face and that voice, he had never seen or heard either respectively, but he could remember them crisply.
He absent mindlessly stroked the tiny little body snuggling his chest, which had seemingly crawled up onto him while he was asleep. Maybe that's why so many people loved cats, the soft fur and the calming vibrations of their purring acted as a sort of shock blanket. He had thought that would be one thing he would never understand, but a lot of things he thought were being proved wrong as of late.
Once his heart had slowed to a reasonable pace, he picked Rose up and set her back down after getting up. He scratched behind her ears and smirked. "Might as well set your stuff up now. There's not much else I can do anyways."
It only too
The Halfwit Theory book 1 chapter 2For the first time, Kendall noticed the obnoxious, flickering white light swinging slightly in the middle of the dirty, dark rusted over room in which he was sitting in the corner of. He groaned. Why did he think it was a good idea to fall asleep here? However long he was positioned in that way, it gave him a raging headache. He reached up to rub his forehead, and found a part that was wet and sticky. He looked at his fingers. Was that blood? What the hell was going on!?
"Good mornin', mate." the blonde looked up to see the short man with the accent, which he now recognized as Australian, standing in front of the metal door that he could have sworn wasn't there before. Kendall attempted to back away, before remembering he was already stuck in a corner. "...are you the one who hit me? Why are we here?" he asked the man, hesitently getting up.
The man just chuckled. "I have no intention of harming or maiming you,
The Halfwit Theory book 1 chapter 1Pale light flooded the dull monochrome room, highlighting posters for popular shooter video games and certain horror movies such as 'The Shining' and 'Carrie', but most of all, a young man in his twenties beneath blue and white striped sheets. His sharp features shifted as he felt the sunlight infiltrate the room, rippling beneath his eyelids.
He pulled the blankets up more, covering all of him. When the light still bothered him, he tried laying on his belly. After a few minutes of uncomfortable shifting, he finally decided it was just best to get up.
"8:30 already?" he mumbled to himself, looking at the electronic clock on his nightstand. He ran his fingers through his short, scruffy sandy blonde hair, yawning and stretching out a bit before heading to the kitchen and pouring himself a bowl of cheerios.
Kendall Skinner, age 24, born on December 25th in Vancouver, WA USA, currently living in San Francisco, CA as an architect and professor. It is cur
Sunflower SeedsSunflower Seeds,
A warm summer breeze.
Oh my wayward flowers, how does thee sprout in weary wastelands such as these?
Some might say you are but a weed,
but I know better, for you have done many a good deed.
You quenched the need, you stopped the bleed.
And I shall rain heaven's joy on earth if this succeeds,
Toy Box Shaky hands, trembling fingers
Stained, black and blue
Ink, scars, memories once forgotten
What is lost cannot be found.
Forgetful MindLiving, life is comfort
Dying, once I am gone you will be better off
Loving, but I am not sure how
If That's Your Apology, You Should Just Shut Up. I am a wounded animal.
If provoked, I will bite whether comforted or confronted.
I am a scorpion.
I will ask for passage and then I will drown us both.
I am a fire.
If you get too close, it will burn, so find other warmth more friendly, however mechanical.
It is my nature.
I'm sorry that we had to fall in love like this, I know it would be less painful in other.
I'm sorry that I insult you so, but words spill past my lips like waterfalls.
No thought for who they scar.
I would tape my mouth but you would just rip it off.
This is the horror of our love.
Someone Opens the Door.Someone opens the door.
You get up, and rush to the front of the house.
No one is there, and the door remains closed.
Maybe you were hearing things?
Your cat meows expectantly. Wants to be petted.
You turn your back and start walking back to the couch.
Someone opens the door.
Origin of the Heart chapter 3Kanagi basked in the warmth of the blankets he had tightly wrapped around himself in his sleep. His mind was a little hazy. He wasn't sure exactly where he was and he didn't remember much from the previous night, but he was too tired to care. After a few moments of simply laying there, he sat up and looked around. Before he could fully assess his situation, an angry presence made its way into his room, picking up his coat and shoes and shoving it into his face. "C'mon, go back to where you came from, parasite, we wouldn't want you to be wasting our resources after all." who he had now identified as Linder said, looking at him impatiently.
He put his shoes on and barely his trench coat before the ginger grabbed his hand and drug him out of the building. "Wait, Linder! We were already risking it last time, and I think that the watchmen personnel is going to be here right about now.." the brunette said, but Linder was ap
Wanting to touch you
High above him they twinkled, each one looking like a diamond floating in a sea of darkness; shining so brightly that they made the night seem less dark. Blobboid looked up at the stars a feeling of odd childlike wonder filled his mind. He could not help but wonder, were the stars in Michelangelo's dimension as beautiful as the ones here in this one?
He’d always felt a kind of connection to the stars. No matter how bad things got, the stars never changed they always shown down with such beauty and grace. When they been younger, still children, before they'd begin developing their powers and before sliver had gone evil......he'd begun to teach his son's about the stars. Not just what they were, but the constellations and their histories. While his other brothers had somewhat disinterested Blobboid had clung to his father's every word. Something about the twinkling diamond lights above his head fascinated him; they held a kind of power over him that made him want to look up at them
Goodbye .:EnglandxReader:. (Part 5)
“It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.”
― André Gide, Autumn Leaves
I took in a deep breath, completely nervous for what is about to happen. I know that I was early, I wanted to prove to Alfred and Mattie that I am healthy enough to do things on my own. I got dressed, ate breakfast and left for the meeting an hour before it started, of course leaving them a note so they don’t freak and think I faded away.
We had flown in yesterday; the meeting was in Beijing, China. I actually wished I could stay longer and marvel at the beauty around me but my doctor refused to let me out on a trip like this for more than three days. At least I could see Arthur again and meet all the other countries I have yet to meet, or at least the one’s that will be at the meeting today.
Pulling out my small compact mirror, I checked to see that my make-up was alright, it didn’t even look like I was sick, thankfully.
Mysteries of the Galactic Guardians - Chapter: 7
Chapter: 7 Uninvited
7:00 am Arendelle
THE FOLLOWING IS TAKEN FROM THE DATALOG OF GALACTIC GUARDIAN, MICHAEL GOLDENHEART.
In the name of every star in the galaxy, I hate Guardian premonitions. They never fail to give me the creeps. I stood on a barren plain, shrouded in mist. Multiple whispers began to jeer at me, "Michael.......Michael....." I looked around as the voices grew louder. In fact, they appeared to originate in my head. "Michael.....Mmmmmmmmurderer. Murderer!" The voices began to accuse. "Murderer! Traitor! Murderer!" Suddenly, the ground below me collapsed as I tumbled into a fissure and onto a mass of bodies. An entire army of Specters were grabbing and dragging me down, each chanting, "MURDERER." I could see the dreaded Phantom flying above me. He laughed through his skull mask and took aim with his pistol.
"SWEET MOTHER'S OF THRANDUIL'S MAKEUP ARTIST!", I screamed myse
Random Junk Shop tg Chapter 4“You don’t feel well?” Jack asked Kim. “Do you need to lie down?”
“Uh, yeah, I think,” Kim responded. “I was feeling fine a second ago, but then it just hit me like . . . Ugh, where’s the bathroom?”
“Right, this way.” Jack ushered Kim back to his room, calling out, “Patrick, watch the shop. Your sister isn’t feeling too well.”
“Do you want me to watch over her?” Patrick yelled back from the front counter.
“No, I think she caught what I’ve had the last few days. I don’t want you to catch it too.” That wasn’t exactly a lie as Jack wondered about the rings.
After Kim walked into the bathroom, Jack thought quickly. The yellow ring had deactivated, and Kim was having the same symptoms Jack had when he transformed. What did he do to trigger it? Did that mean Kim was about to transform? And if so, into what? Would she change genders like Jack? Or would it be some
Five Nights at Freddy's P.I.E. - 1It was a normal Sunday morning. A newspaper arrived at the Toasted Ghost's doorstep.
Toast went outside, glancing down and picking up the paper.
"You notice we haven't had a job in days?" Ghost says from the kitchen.
"Yeah, we're running low on food." He sighs, walking into the kitchen and looking at the paper.
"Hey, I've got an idea. How about a second job?" He suggests, flipping the paper over to the jobs section.
"Hm....alright. I've got some spare time. I could take up an extra job." He says.
"How about this one?" Ghost says, pointing to a section with an animatronic bear.
Toast picks up the paper, reading it over. "Hm...it's a late night shift. I think I can handle it."
"Good, looks easy too."
"Yeah. You can handle things here, right?"
Toast smiles a bit, nodding. "Alright, I'll go there to apply then."
"Alright, have fun."
Toast nods a bit, walking out the door.
The place was only a few miles from the Toasted Ghost.
He simply walked there, going inside.
When he walke
Mysteries of the Galactic Guardians - Chapter: 6
Chapter: 6 The Darkness Within
5:40 pm Arendelle
"You did what?", I groaned.
Victoria shrugged. "I knew Momma didn't want Thor and his buddies coming to the ball, so I thought dinner would be better."
Elsa clenched her fists, "I ought to freeze all of their hearts."
I gave her a backrub. "No need for that, dear. We'll just have to get through this...together." I glared at Victoria, who slouched with a pout.
It was wonderful to be home again. Our kingdom glistened as a light snowfall blanketed the land. It was winter, and everyone donned fine coats and boots with the royal crest. The people of Arendelle greeted us with warm smiles as we made our way back to the castle. Once inside, Kai hung up our coats while Gerda sparked up the cozy fireplace.
Anna was reading to Kristoff in the lobby when Olaf called out, "They're back!" The princess' blue eyes lit up with joy as she watched us enter.
Mysteries of the Galactic Guardians - Chapter: 8
Chapter: 8 The Lost Love
7:00 am Arendelle
THE FOLLOWING IS TAKEN FROM THE DATALOG OF GALACTIC GUARDIAN, MICHAEL GOLDENHEART.
"Alright! Alright!", I jeered as my wife and I entered the bedroom.
Victoria followed us in, but Elsa shoved her out and locked the door. "Oh come on!", she whined.
"Not now, sweetie.", sneered Elsa. "Daddy has some explaining to do. And depending on his answer, I may become a self-made widow!" She turned her head so fast, it looked like it had spun 180 degrees. Her blue eyes were soaked in emotion, both anger and sadness. Before I could speak, she shot an ice beam from each of her hands, freezing me to a chair. "I was such a fool. I should've been suspicious of all of your 'missions'. A tear ran down her face. "How long have you been with her? Months? Years? How long have you hid this from me?"
"You misunderstand! This isn't an affair!"
Mysteries of the Galactic Guardians - Chapter: 9
Chapter: 9 Blackout
THE FOLLOWING IS TAKEN FROM THE DATALOG OF GALACTIC GUARDIAN, ELSA GOLDEHEART.
The Snoopers had flown in to pick us up on Arendelle. Their ship, the Always Faithful, was regal yet intimidating. We followed Doctor Whooves' coordinates to the Admiral Jetson's cruiser. The entire Guardian ship was under blackout, drifting aimlessly through space.
Galleth Snooper cracked his thunderous knuckles. "This is undoubtedly a trap."
"True, but as a fellow Hanna-Barberan, Admiral Jetson's safety is of the utmost importance.", replied his mother.
Suddenly, my wristcom blipped as Kira whispered, "Elsa?"
"Yes, Kira. It's me."
"Thank the stars. They ambushed us. We're all scattered throughout the ship. Meet me in the detention block and-....wait....wait..."
A stern voice yelled, "There she is! Blast her!" The transmission ended.
I turned to Super Snooper, who was at the wheel. "Y
CHAPTER 8 MEMORIES AND TESTSCHAPTER 8
In front of them the cave stood; enormous in size and eerie in atmosphere. Glancing at Donatello Mikey spoke.
“what is this place?”
Donatello looked to him and spoke.
“this is the tunnel of Yubi. It was carved out of the mountain centuries ago and represents the darkness that must be overcome in order to see light.”
Next to him Mikey felt Leo shift uncomfortably. “and we have to go through it?” Donatello nodded.
“yes. It will take us to the castle. But it will not be easy.”
Mikey cocked his head.
“what do you me-”
but his words were cut off as a dull roar passed by them carried on the winds.
“I will explain more; but we must keep moving.”
Stepping into the cave Mikey felt his skin crawl; it was unnaturally cold and damp; and every step he took it felt as though he was being pulled deeper and deeper into oblivion. As though they were stepping into an entirely new world. Glancing back he found himself
Sweet Kream chapter twoRin woke up, his vision was blurry. When he could finally see, there were only mountains of candy and toys. The thought of something sweet made him more sick than he already was at that moment. He heard rustling behind him. He got up and turned around, it was his fellow students. "Urgh.. What happened?" he heard Konekomaru say.
Rin didn't say anything, it would be pointless anyway and would hurt himself. He didn't know either. Once they had all woken up, Bon decided that they should all split up. Somebody who didn't have a cellphone was paired with someone who did. "Me and Renzo, Shiemi, Takara and Izumo, and Rin and Konekomaru." Bon listed off the pairs he had decided on.
Rin smiled. He looked to Konekomaru. "Hear that, Neko-chan? We're together." he laughed.
The cat loving esquire just nodd
Of Snake Charmers and TreesThere are mathematicians
that calculate the gravitational
pull that tethers us to one another,
teasing sense out of the fabric
of Time and Space like
wizened snake charmers.
I thought them so horribly
unromantic, searching for
logic amidst wildflowers--
reasoning being reason enough
to put one foot in front
of the other each day.
True beauty lay printed
on petals and pages,
where I delved for pearls;
the patterns in the pathos
intriguing me into each
rising of the sun.
I do not remember when
it occurred to me that
without fractals there would
be no trees, nor without love
would people have any reason
to calculate the distances that
separate them from their muses.
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