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posted by Robin_Love
A little something to help set up another article. Enjoy! :)




She could hear the muziki from her spot in the kitchen. It was a soothing sound but odd to hear. Mostly because it came when no one else was around. They had all gone out to do something. And she was alone as it played. She followed to where she knew it would be played from. The sound haunting yet alluring and still so soothing. It was amazing and it intensified with every step closer she took. The sounds accelerating and crescendo. She looked in the small window on the door. Someone was at the piano, but she couldn't see their face. She came in, stopping when the muziki changed. Slow and saddening. A few dakika later, a voice started to sing along with the tune.

Oohhhh oh, oh...

It never crossed my mind at all
It's what I tell myself.
What we had has come and gone.
You're better off with someone else.
It's for the best, I know it is.
But I see you
Sometimes I try to hide
What I feel inside,
And I turn around
You're with him now
I just can't figure it out.

Tell me why you're so hard to forget
Don't remind me, I'm not over it.
Tell me why I can't seem to face the truth
I'm just a little too not over you.
Not over you....


She knew that voice, she knew that song. And it was heartbreaking. It kept going and brought tears in her eyes. When had any of this emotion taken place? It was breaking her heart, but there was nothing she could really do. She came closer, standing at the edge.
“Terror...”
The muziki stopped and he lifted his head. He looked at her for a dakika before standing.
“Don't cry kid.”
He came to her and knelt in front of her, wiping away the few tears that had leaked from her eyes. He stood, jumping off the stage.
“Terror...was all that true?”
He shrugged, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his trench coat.
“Tell me the truth. Please.”
“No. I can't.”
“Why not?”
He turned to her, eyes boring into hers.
“You guys can't see it. But I can. Something is happening, something big. wewe can't trust anyone. Not even the person closest to you. Everything is breaking from the inside out. Don't trust anyone.”
He turned to leave but she grabbed his arm.
“Terror-”
“Blade, I mean it. Trust no one.”
“Why were wewe here?”
“To warn you.”
“And the singing?”
He smiled a little.
“Words from the heart. I get it though. wewe can tarehe a common thief, but not a monster. I always knew wewe were different than other girls. I just never knew your moyo was as twisted as theirs.”
His words left her speechless. He looked at her, brushed his lips against hers, and headed towards the shadows. He turned, placing a maua, ua in her hand.
“Terror wait!”
“Don't trust anyone Blade. Not even him.”
He stepped into the darkened shadows and disappeared. Blade looked down at the maua, ua she held in her hand; a dark blue rose. She had seen Korran and Agony with flowers, but the petals had been light blue. So what was special about this? She brought it to her nose, smelling the fragrance. The petals opened and revealed a small vial of clear liquid. A note was attached. Tears from a monster. Remember my warning.
posted by -BelovedRobin
It was a quarter past midnight, not a single whisk of life stirred other then the leather cased finger stroking the brim of the amber elixir. He was calm. Breathing even as it course through his blood.

Inhale. Exhale.

He gazed over the brim of tainted shades, looking for his dearest fair sister cruising behind ebony. Her heels clicking to each sway of her pencil skirt, to every swoosh of the field of wheat grazing over her bum.

"Abel, I'm going back. Are wewe going to stop me?" The slick amber pool around his coarse bottom lip. Edging the tip of his tongue whilst whispering sweet tunes into the...
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posted by SilverWings13
Nic barely flinched as a fist rapped on the door of his quarters. "Come in," he granted without raising his voice. 
Ivara opened the door slowly. She hesitated then, wondering if her task was just. Her Superior had his elbows on the dawati and appeared to be staring intently over the juu of his open laptop at the picha taped to the wall. He wore the same outfit as he had worn that morning at practice: dark red sweats and nothing more. 
Ivara could see the marks that were etched in Nic's back, light scars on his pale skin. She was reminded of the markings that decorated her own body, the violet...
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posted by BladeYJ
 Wonderland...
Wonderland...
We're all a little mad. A little insane. A little psycho. On the inside. We usually know how to control that small part of us. But what happens when it builds up? What happens when it claws its way out? wewe snap. Correct?

Sometimes when we snap, we murder people.
Parents.
Animals.
Friends.
Sisters
Brothers?

Sometimes we kill ourselves.
Weather by:
Burning.
Drowning.
Knives au Ropes.

But sometimes... People try to help us.. sometimes people cause our madness. The thing that leads to those horrid acts is them trying to fix us. And kwa fixing us they put us in a room. With a jacket. And isolate us from everyone...
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posted by Robin_Love
His footsteps echoed in the mountain base, the clock kusoma well into three in the morning. He knew she wasn't going to be there, but something compelled him to come. Her room was the same as he had last seen. He picked things up, not sure why he had come but not put to rest about where she had gone au why she hadn't told him. Guilt suddenly swarmed around him. Maybe if he was here more, paid zaidi attention to her...He shook his head.
You know she hates when wewe do that, Alek. He sighed and moved to the desk, where her journal lay open. He imagined her sitting there, writing. He could see...
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posted by SilverWings13
"Am I dead?"
The woman-- My mother continues smiling, shakes her head, takes a kiti, kiti cha on the couch. Rests those summer-rain irises on me, takes in my shock, confusion, the volume of maswali written across my expression.
"My God," she breaths, "My little girl's all grown up."
"Mom.. I don't understand," I barely notice the tears slipping down my cheeks. "You died in that fire. wewe and Dad both.." A too-hopeful thought occurs to me and I find myself glancing around the room in tafuta of the answer to the swali I ask next. "Is he here, too?"
I wonder if I imagine the sad shadow drawn from her...
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posted by SilverWings13
The first thing I see is white. It is blindingly pure and I have to raise a hand to shield my eyes. When the light fades, I blink 8 times, trying to grasp my surroundings.
The room I stand in is warmed kwa the flames dancing in the fireplace. A burgundy kitanda sits on the flowered Persian rug, accompanied kwa two arm chairs and a glass coffee table.
The swali
"Where am I?" leaves my mind in that glance. It is replaced by "Why?" and zaidi urgently "How?". I walk cautiously mbele and run a hand over a bookshelf crowded with thick encyclopedias and vibrant fairytales.
This place.
This house were...
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posted by GlitterPuff
The girl walked in the cave, laptop in hands, wearing sweatpants, a T-shirt, and multi-colored socks. She sat down on the couch, her legs crossed, and opened the laptop, setting it in her lap. Immediately, the lock screen showed up, having her type in her password. After she typed it in, the laptop went to the main screen, a picture of her, Rosie, and Maxine appeared in the background. The red head moved the panya, kipanya pad and left clicked on the documents tab, opening a file about Joker that Zack had gotten for her. Rene put it on full zoom, kusoma everything over a billion times, getting as much...
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posted by CoaxochYJ
~Contains spoilers straight from the makala she dies~

Welcome to a city that'll bring wewe to your knees
It'll make wewe beg for more, until wewe can't even breathe
Your blindfold is on tight, but wewe like what wewe see
So follow me into the night, cause I got just what wewe need
We're all rolling down the boulevard, full of kondoo and sharks
It's a futherduckin' riot, we've been dying to start
You better grab a hold cause now wewe know you're falling apart
You thought these streets were paved in gold
but they're dirty and dark


Mel walked among the streets. Her swords drawn. The sky was an ugly dust color....
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(( Bentley P.O.V ))
Two months………, two months we’ve been trapped in this death game…. We had barely made a dent into reaching the one hundredth floor. The floor to freedom, I felt Lost and tired but wasn’t in my right mind to give up. I walked through the streets in my black combat boots, black jeans, my black fingerless gloves, and fighting vest with swords crossing on the front. I walked past the matunda stands and opened my option orodha looking to see how much money I had, I clicked on an amount and a bag of money appeared in my hand as I walked over to purchase a bag of apples....
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posted by Robin_Love
She opened her eyes and looked around the dimly lit room. She read the time on the clock. Only noon. She had time. She reached under her kitanda and pulled out the suitcase. She got up and looked in her closet. Pushing the clothes aside, she grabbed all the weapons left on their posts. She placed them in the suitcase along with the other smaller knives and guns hidden in the room. S
he threw in a book of picha and her journal. She closed the suitcase, slipped her iPod in her pocket, and looked around the simple room she had called hers. There really wasn't much she had, a few books, few clothes,...
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posted by SilverWings13
First songfic ever (published) kwa yours truly!

This is the end
Hold your breath and count to ten


It would be much easier just to let go. To allow the bubbles of valuable oxygen escape her lips an float away to freedom.

Feel the earth songesha and then
Hear my moyo burst again


Her lungs screamed for zaidi air, any air, her body begged for zaidi heat, any heat. The energy had already seeped trough her clothes into the surrounding depths. All senses threatened to shut down and leave her Lost in the darkness alone and too exhausted to give a care.

For this is the end
I've drowned and dreamt this moment


The chain...
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posted by khanna266
Ari stood behind the limber dark mti *snap* a deer
just fell into her trap she turned to it a baby deer
right in front of her...she let it free."No luck today."
she whispered to herself and then out of the bloom
right behind her was Nightwing."Dick!I hate it when wewe do that is it really neccessary?!"she asked in anger,"Actually yes it is."he answered sarcastically,
"What do wewe want Nightwing?"she asked in a sigh.
"to wish wewe a happy 16th birthday sis."he said,
"Oh,thanks."she alisema surprisingly,"I still remember this place Bruce would take us here all the time when we were kids."Dick said,
flashback...
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posted by Robin_Love
This is from The_Writer!!! NOT ME!!!


"Hiya!" Sam yelled, slamming a kick at Two-Face. The man dodged and grabbed Sam's leg, yanking it out from under him.

"You've been working out Sammy, boy." Two-Face said. 

"Hey!" Becca yelled, punching a guy's face in. "Only I get to call him that!"

"Now is really not a good time, princess!" Sam yelled in reply. He leaped up and punched Two-Face on the scarred half of his face. The criminal mastermind crumpled to the ground. 

Sam would've congratulated himself if two dozen zaidi heavily armed thugs hadn't walked in at that moment.

"Down!" Becca yelled, throwing...
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posted by InfinityYJ
A fun little one shot that occurred in my mind kusoma ff.net a long time ago.
I decided to write it out today, because I was bored to all hell. Have fun reading...


Kyra was curled up in a little ball on her bed, sniffling and shivering. Her nose and eyes were red, and her forehead was covered in drops of sweat. She'd locked herself in her room and had wrapped herself up in covers, coughing violently into her elbow every once in a while. She was a mess...
And she had a mission with the team.
No one knew she was sick-- she refused to tell anyone, even her sisters au brother. She'd distanced herself...
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posted by SilverWingsYJ
SilverWings tried to ignore it the first two times. She had finally gotten to sleep only to be awoken what felt like ten dakika later. She sighed as her ringtone, Whistle kwa Flo Rida, rang a third time. She didn't want to wake the others with the ongoing tone.
Silver fumbled for along the dresser for a moment before her hand struck the cell. She flipped it open and held it to her ear, her head still resting on the pillow.
"Hello," she alisema grogily.
"Ary!"
"Nic," Silver sat straight up, fully awake now."What's wrong?"
"Don't hate me, but I need your help."
"Why would I possibly hate wewe for waking...
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posted by CoaxochYJ
*Giggle* Cruddy title.





I woke up, cold and lonely. wewe know that weird feeling in your stomach when wewe feel like your being watched? Yeah, its here. I peeked out from under my blankets, and I saw...legs? The covers were thrown off me, my arms were grabbed, and my mouth was covered. I saw Ciel behind my captor.
"Let go. au wewe die." He whispered in my captor's ear. He cocked his glock, and my captor smiled. I closed my eyes tightly, and heard the bang. I fell back onto the bed, and heard a body hit the floor. I felt a hand on my shoulder, I was shaking. I opened my eyes, then, they widened....
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