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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted siku 4 zilizopita
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She could hear a clicking of a keyboard in the kitchen. The noise had aliyopewa her dreams of her father, working on his typewriter at all hours of the night while she slept on the kitanda in their tiny two-bedroom apartment in London. Waking to a pounding headache to find herself alone in the dark had sent shivers down her spine. Worse was the ache of thirst in her throat. So despite her reluctance to face the warlock after the drunken outburst she unfortunately remembered well, Ana padded out of the guest room to the kitchen.
At least she had her own clothes back on now, dried from the rain. It would have been humiliating to have to face Cal while wearing his oversized flannel and some long-forgotten girl’s shorts. He kept his eyes on his laptop as she passed him to get a glass of water, but turned when he felt her eyes peeking over his shoulder at the macroeconomics essay. With a start, she realized that he was wearing glasses to see the tiny black print on his laptop screen. “If wewe have any input on the causes and effects of the 2008 recession, I’m all ears.” Ana shook her head and quickly stopped staring, moving to sit across from him at the island. After a few...
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Guide by Robin_Love posted siku 5 zilizopita
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Tara
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Tara Almaraz
Reason au meaning of name: “Queen” (Irish), “Star” (Asian)
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Style/Color: Blown, worn down mostly
Height: 5'7
Clothing Style: Uhm..suave nerd?
Best Physical Feature: Hair

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Uhmm.....skip
Your Guilty Pleasure: Chocolate
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Personal space
Your Ambition for the Future: To live...

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: I'm so sore
What wewe Think About the Most: Do white-haired Siberians count?
What wewe Think About Before Bed: I wish this was over already
wewe Think Your Best Quality Is: Um.....define “best”...

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?
Single au Group Dates: That depends on the group...
To be Loved au Respected: Loved
mbwa au Cats: Dogs!!!

LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?
Lie: Maaaaaybe
Believe in Yourself: Depends on the circumstances
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted mwezi moja 1 uliopita
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WARNING: This is violent. There isn't a happy ending. If wewe choose to read, be prepared.




“How long has it been?”
“Almost a month.”
“How is she still alive?! wewe alisema she'd be ours within the week!”
“Calm down; we underestimated her. But we won't do that again. She has to break soon. Then we can mold her again.”
“You better or-”
“Or what?! wewe don't have any power without us!”
“Don't kill her. wewe need her as much as I do.”
“For now. If she proves to be a problem-”
A knock sounded against the heavy metal door. It scratched the door as it was opened. A man walked in, dressed and armed like a military general. In his hands was a plate of uneaten food.
“She sent it back again?!”
“Never even touched it. I don't know how she's doing it, but she should be dead kwa now. It's not possible for any human to go this long without any chakula au water.”
“That's the problem; she's not human. Perhaps it's time to try a different tactic...”
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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted miezi 2 iliyopita
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The boy winced in pain as he was drug kwa his shati kwa Nicolette, and a fistful of hair held kwa Kori. Kori seemed to march her way through the watchtower, eyes glued mbele as she was silent. Nicolette scurried along, her ears tucked low as she waved at people. "Where are we even going?" The boy only stumbled along, taking in the sights around him. He got no answer, but was only pushed along more, this time zaidi ruggedly. Fang stopped mid-sentence when Kori and NIcolette entered the room, his eyes moving from one of his children to the other. "Who is this, and why does my daughter look like she's about to rip him in two?" Scotty poked his eyes around Jaime, a grin coming to his face. "And why does my daughter look like she was just scarred for life?" He chuckled, walking mbele a few steps. "He, kissed, me." Kori hissed out, the expression on her face was one Fang knew all to well. "You brought him all the way here to tell me that? What, wewe want me to scold him?" Fang snickered, both Jaime and Scotty biting back laughter. NIcolette looked at her friend before looking at her father. "It's not funny! It's disgusting!" Those five words sent Fang into an outburst of laughter, along...
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted miezi 3 iliyopita
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Ana stretched her arms as she sat back in her seat, sighing as she slouched in the tall chair and surveyed the crowded bar. Between the time she had arrived with Callaghan and the time she finished her food, the relaxed chajio, chakula cha jioni crowd had been replaced kwa rowdy evening drinkers.

There were mostly young adults, couples and friend groups. A teenager in a flowered sun dress cuddled up to a young man in a jean koti, jacket and beanie. There was even a band consisting of a violinist, drummer, and guitarist setting up their equipment in the back corner.

Ana returned her attention to her own chajio, chakula cha jioni partner. He was picking at the last of his spaetzle-- which the girl understood to be thick, cheesy egg noodles. She had already cleared her plate of sausages, sauerkraut, and a pretzel the size of her head. The rich new tastes had paired so perfectly with her frothing pint of bia that she had downed two of them to wash down the meal. The bar tender was eyeing her and her small stature as if expecting the girl to topple out of her chair. For once she felt thankful for her upbringing in a desert with little water, but plenty of fermented cactus juice.
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Guide by Robin_Love posted miezi 3 iliyopita
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Reyna Jackson
Name: Reyna (Ray-na) Jackson
Alias: Hyde
Occupation: Translator; vigilante; student
Powers: Siren Song, Levitation, Abnormal strength, Wings, Mermaid
Weaknesses If she expels too much power, she will pass out. She is not invulnerable to weapons. She can only levitate herself for short periods of time.
Skills/talents: She is fluent in sign language, English, and understands animals.
History: Reyna was born the daughter of a human man and a mermaid. Her parents met young and married. As time went on, her father, in his tafuta for scientific recognition, started to go mad. He used his daughter as a test subject for many different projects until her mother found out. In fear, she ran away with their daughter. Knowing he would most likely look to the water, Reyna's mother hid on land. Reyna grew for several years in peace, exhibiting results from her father's tests. Due to an incident that caused their secret to spread, they went on the run for months. Unfortunately, Reyna's father found them. He ended up killing her mother and took her home. There, he preformed tests for Reyna to overcome. He...
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted miezi 3 iliyopita
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Caaaaaaaaaal~
Outside the ukuta of floor-to-ceiling windows was a maze of red steepled roof tops. Patches of green disrupted the city scape and, winding aimlessly through it at its own free will, was the wayward Spree. The rain had ceased and rays of sun beamed through the spent clouds to create glittering spotlights on the dark river's surface. Taped to the window's surface just above eye level were polaroid pictures of the city taken from different heights and angles. The river appeared in the montage again and again, populated with boats au bridges au pedestrians.

"I upendo it here." Ana jumped at the voice behind her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," Callaghan apologized with his gentle smile as he approached her, offering a glass of honey colored drink. "Are wewe feeling better?"

"Yes, thank you." She accepted the drink and turned back to the view, her cheeks burning in embarrassment over her earlier moment of weakness. Vomiting in front of the warlock was not how she had planned on starting her visit. "The river is beautiful. It winds so freely through the city, forcing the humans to build around it. Unruly and demanding. The way a force of nature should...
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted miezi 4 iliyopita
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The darkness was pierced kwa the light shining from the open door. A solitary figure stepped into the room, looking around for the object of their study. There was half a sekunde of fright before they spotted it. A little black ball in the corner. With a soft sigh, he walked closer. The ball moved, weakly lifting it's head as the other approached. It hissed feebly, unable to do more. It had been days, almost a week since she'd been there. And almost a week since she'd had anything but the daily portion of water. She had become too weak to even hold her human form and had reverted to her cat form. The traitorous Cheshire placed a bowl in front of her, at which she ignored. She swiped at his hands, but it barely left any sting to acknowledge her attempt at justice.
“Better eat up, kitty Cat. You'll need the energy soon.”
She hissed at him again and he sighed, leaving her alone. Once the door was shut, she knocked the bowl over, spilling it's contents. She headed to the other corner of the room, but only made it a quarter of the way before she fell. She lay there, her eyes heavy. But she refused to sleep. She had decided it was better in this cell, weak, rather than out...
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted miezi 4 iliyopita
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Nightmares

The drizzle of rain was cool on her skin. She raised her arms to wonder at the minuscule droplets the same size and shape as the freckles decorating her bare arms and shoulders. Weeks had passed since the events in Venice. This was the first time she had been able to talk her way off the ship since then. The rain drops seemed to wash away the claustrophobia of being trapped on the ship with her traitorous brother and worsening nightmares of her sister. She tipped her head back and the peaceful feeling dissipated.
Anastasia was so used to the desert sun that the darkness of the rain clouds threatened her courage. The scents of the city sent her head spinning and her stomach knotting. The wet pavement was thick, the gasoline toxic, the metal of the modern buildings stinging. Ana closed her eyes in attempt to focus. The bustling people with their looming black umbrellas shoved past. Raging car horns and roaring engines were deafening.
Mumbling pedestrians seemed to carry the mantra spinning through her head. Fox..wolf..raven..fox, wolf, raven... Panic twisted the girl's stomach. A figure ahead turned in the crowd to face her. The...
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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted miezi 4 iliyopita
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The sound of an alarm was the only thing that brought the boy to, not the eerie silence of the apartment, au the screeching siren that sounded throughout Gotham's streets. An outstretched arm hit the snooze button before rising, blonde hair hanging over his face. Shane grumbled out and turned the alarm off completely, staring at the blurry clock face. "It's almost noon.." He turned and looked out over the window, dragging himself out of kitanda to push the curtains open. The male then frowned at the gray skies and rain that left downtown Gotham in an overcast. He turned from the window and walked out of his room, looking down the hall at the decorations that scattered along the wall. Every door closed, no noise within the house. Shane frowned and slipped into the bathroom closest to his room, downing the medication that sat in a container on the counter. He rubbed his eyes and traveled down the hallway, stopping at his parent's bedroom. A fist rose to the door, only stopping at the sound of his younger sisters voice. "Don't bother, I got no answer." She alisema and sipped from her glass of machungwa, chungwa juice. "Did wewe open the door?' Shane rose an eyebrow, lowering his hand. "No, we don't...
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted miezi 6 iliyopita
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Cal wished to comfort the torn soul and shield its dying light from further darkness...
Demon in the Garden

Grey snowflakes danced in the wind. The air stank of burning hair and flesh. In the dark crimson tint of the kitindamlo planet's infamous scarlet moon, pools of blood became inky black puddles reflecting the remains of the courtyard.
Callaghan Rurik could feel the moto at his back as it raged through the army barracks. Screams were whipped to and fro kwa the ghastly wind, making it impossible to tell if the wails came from behind au ahead. For ahead the mwandishi of this macabre scene continued her vengeful tirade. Callaghan's eyes drifted over the dark shapes littering the once beautiful, exotic, alien garden. None of the bodies were in one piece. Some possessed elbows au knees of shredded muscle and jagged bone with the rest of the limbs scattered about; others lay on their sides with snaking entrails au moist organs escaping onto the sand; most were slashed into unrecognizable ribbons of flesh. A sphere with black hair hung on the wall, its own spear between its eyes, pinning the ornament in place.
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Guide by XxKFforeverXx posted miezi 6 iliyopita
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All information regarding this character is unknown to all walks of life, excluding angels and demons, unless stated otherwise, au unless wewe are Batman. I also am reposting this because IT IS NOW RELEVANT LAKJDFJALDSKFJALSFJLSDJFLSDJF

Name: Ainsley "Ain" van Astrea
Alias: Sariel
Occupation:Angel of Death, current status is unknown.
Age: Character is extremely old.
Appearance: Ainsley has short red hair that sticks out in the most bila mpangilio places, bright blue eyes and extremely pale skin. Standing at 5'7, the character is almost always wearing their uniform, a black undershirt, white pants with purple trim, and a white vazi, pazia that is outlined in the same purple. (shown below) Character also has a scar along the back of their neck, the reason for the high collar.
Powers/skill: The Angel is able to foresee the death of any person they come in contact with, because of their old age, they are extremely skilled in hand-to-hand combat, and swordsman ship.
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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted miezi 6 iliyopita
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With permission of R_L, I give you, the story of Devin and Fang.. this is kind of the introduction, and here in the part, wewe will see the highs.. and the lows.

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What if we

Fang burst through the school door, Nudge tailing along on his heels.

What if we were us

He smiled and tucked a piece of hair behind his lover's ear before placing a gentle kiss on her head. He pulled away, his dark eyes meeting icy blues.

What if we

Devin sat in silence on the ground in the main area of the cave, eyes closed as she meditated. Her hair pulled to a braid that wrapped around her shoulder before resting in her lap.

What if we were us

She rested her head against his chest, eyes falling closed to listen to the rapid heartbeat. Arms wrapped around the girl's waist, pulling her closer.

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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted miezi 7 iliyopita
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Lets skip around 4.. no, 5 months.. Of course I gave him my number. Who wouldn't want to chat it up with a tall, white-haired boy with striking violet eyes? I know I want to, and I am. Dad knew something was up the moment I came out, and it was a long, interrogation ride home.. but since then, it's been a non-stop rollercoaster of smile and laughter ever since. But at this moment in time, I was frantically digging through my closet because I was going out, with him. Of course, I had been on many dates with him before, but this felt, different. I let out an annoyed whine, grabbing the attention of my older sister. I could feel her grin from across the room, her eyes locking onto my shirtless frame. "This is new.." She snickered and looked through my clothes before tossing a shati towards me. "Dad's downstairs waiting on you." I couldn't tell if her tone was one of dread au something completely different. Oh well. I looked down at the black button-up in my hand and sighed. "Of all the colors.." I mumbled and pulled the shati on anyways, being hardly able to button it up due to the shaking in my hands. After I managed to do something with my mop I call hair, I trotted...
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted miezi 7 iliyopita
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I'm pretty sure no one's actually kusoma this, but college stuff is stressful af and uandishi about murder is much zaidi reasonable therapy than actually committing murder, so...

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Città dei Canali

Ana kept a firm hand on her brother's arm as they walked away from their escort. Every time she glanced sideways at the blood covered man, he returned her gaze calmly. His composure was meant to be reassuring, but it chilled her to the bone to see such a relaxed reaction after the macabre scene he had created. Eight bodies, cut to pieces kwa bullets, stabbed to death kwa daggers. Him standing there among the mess like an apathetic pedestrian surveying the front page makala about a disaster a million miles away.
Once the pair reached the end of the dock, the younger took off her ring and knelt to place it on the wooden, sea salt stained planks. The wind picked up, blowing her copper curls in the nightly air of the Adriatic Sea. She turn to wave a farewell to the guards. Their only...
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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted miezi 7 iliyopita
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AU for Ciel and Jaime, my friend originally gave me the idea when she mentioned she mentioned a manga and thus, this was born.

Hi! My name is Jaime Adams, and I'm currently sitting in a blood donation center about to have my arm poked and prodded. Quite comical, really.. I hate needles, but I have a disease that causes my bone marrow to produce zaidi blood cells, called polycythemia vera. I hate coming here, but today is different. Very different. I typically have blood drawn from this cranky old lady who gets annoyed about the fact that I don't like needles. Today, there's this tall, white-haired male that's wrapping a rubber tie around my arm..I never thought I would find it hot. His name tag read "Ciel". Interesting name, bet his last one is even zaidi interesting. There's something off about the guy though, his hands are super freaking cold and he keeps staring me down. "Can I help you?" I murmured out. Usually I would have found it annoying, but I don't mind being stared down kwa a hot guy. He remained silent before grabbing the needle. Obviously this cool cat had no idea about my irrational fear, and I could feel the room already spinning. I titled my...
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted miezi 7 iliyopita
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awali parts (I finally named the series to keep it organized because duh):
pt 1: link
pt 1.5: link

Deals After Midnight

Only pools of moonlight streaming down from the clerestory windows offered guidance down the long hallway. Callaghan's boots clicked loudly against the polished floors, making him tense at every step. He nearly jumped out of his skin at the whisper of air that signaled movement to his right.
"Fancy meetin' wewe here," purred the feral cat that had materialized kwa his aide.
"What do wewe want, Casey?"
"I just wanted to ensure my inayopendelewa big brother returned with his prize...which I see wewe have not."
Callaghan stopped abruptly at the pleased tone. He turned a glare down at the thin, younger man at his side. The scrutinized brother raised in chin as if that could make up for his lack in height. The carefully slicked back hair black as...
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted miezi 7 iliyopita
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Perhaps in need of a trim
I hope I did this correctly :P

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Leon "Aleksander" Alexievich Romanov I
Reason au meaning of name: My mother christined me Leon, but I was unaware until I was an adult and grown comfortable with going kwa the name I had chosen for myself, Aleksander... *mutters* And my father was Alexie Romanov.
Eye Color: Pale morning sky
Hair Style/Color: White as a dove's, perhaps in need of a trim
Height: 6'5" ((MY BABY GIANT))
Clothing Style: light colored dress shirts and jeans... No ties. Ever.
Best Physical Feature: Being taller than many can be fun? ((Dat jaw line tho))

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: The success of a poorly conducted vampire and his grabby fingers. ((Gross discription, but okay))
Your Guilty Pleasure: A glass of whiskey au two in the evening. And sleeping in until noon... with my love.
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: A certain wealthy man dressed as a giant bat endorsing my inventions and then BLOWING THEM UP, for one.
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted miezi 7 iliyopita
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She sat in the corner, hiding herself. Her mind reeled with everything she'd been through so far and all she could do was stare at the ukuta in her dark room. This was nothing like she had expected and with every passing moment, her moyo sank deeper and deeper into despair.
[i]He led her down a flight of stairs, towards one of the buildings. She could hear their whispers, see their eyes on her, watching her like she was a menace. She felt chilled and everything inside her screamed to get out. But it was too late; she was led into the largest building and she cried out at what she saw. He turned to her with a wide grin.
“Welcome home.”
Her moyo caught in her throat. Floor to ceiling were rows and rows of cells....no, cages. Inside was every kind of creature imaginable. Each cell was designed to hold it's specific target, and the guards were armed with what could only be some form of tranquilizer. She was almost shaking with fear as they walked. Kids, adults, teens; it was a war camp, and they all stared as she walked by. Some were cruel and cold, laughing at her fear. Others looked at her with fear to match her own. But what scared her most were those that...
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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted miezi 7 iliyopita
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LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Kori Adams at your service.
Reason au meaning of name: WELL, it was Karina, but that didn't fit my style so I aggravated the everliving sh- (*coughs*) ..crap, outta dad to change it.
Eye Color: Don't wewe have fu- (KORI.) *sigh* They're blue.
Hair Style/Color: Black, short, white piece in the front.
Height: I think I'm like 5'7, 5'8, idk man.
Clothing Style: Look at my father and you'll know. Black and old band t-shirts, most of them are his.
Best Physical Feature: I believe it's my white streak. (Dear God, definitely your deceiving angelic face.)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Getting taken back kwa the school..
Your Guilty Pleasure: I pester the maarufu girls at my school, I also pester Lexi because she tries to fit in. *snickers*
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: People who think that they're the stuff and don't think their poop stinks.
Your Ambition for the Future: I'm gonna burn the damned school down.
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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted miezi 7 iliyopita
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And kwa few, I meant one.

Fang gave his wires a tug despite his brother's earlier comments, half-heartedly listening to the explanation. "So I'm alive only because someone jumpstarted my moyo with their own.. Great, another burden to bare." He snorted, moving to let his legs hang off the bed. "A death on my hands and a metallic wings.." Chris only rolled his eyes. "His death is not on you, Fang. wewe did not decide for him, no one held a gun to his head." He leaned forward, letting his forearms rest on his knees. Fang was silent as he processed everything before twisting to the side, popping sounds traveling all the way up his back. "Jesus, that's the most pleasure I've ever felt in my life." He mumbled, earning a stifled laugh from Chris. Fang smiled and waited for a brief sekunde turning his head to the side. He slowly unfurled his wings, looking at one before the other. Chris was silent as he watched, looking at the foreign object on his brother's back. "From what I could decipher from Alex, the nerve endings were so damaged there was no way your wing would work, you're lucky to be moving your lower half at all." He alisema and leaned back into the chair....
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Guide by Robin_Love posted miezi 8 iliyopita
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LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Devin Adams
Reason au meaning of name: Divine
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Style/Color: Long and black (AND SILKY~!!)
Height: 5'11
Clothing Style: Modest
Best Physical Feature: I have none (Stop being humble. It's her eyes)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Losing everyone I love
Your Guilty Pleasure: My what? (Foot rubs)
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: I dislike those who devalue others (Bullies)
Your Ambition for the Future: I'm not thinking of the future

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: Checking on my loved ones
What wewe Think About the Most: Humanity
What wewe Think About Before Bed: My beloved beside me
wewe Think Your Best Quality Is: I would say I have none

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?
Single au Group Dates: I prefer the intimacy of single
To be Loved au Respected: upendo is unbinding, respect is fleeing
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted miezi 8 iliyopita
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Hounds on the Bridge

The girl blinked quickly as her eyes adjusted to the sunlight while the white portal she had stepped through faded from existence. A warm Mediterranean breeze rustled her untidy red curls, carrying the scent of the sea. As much as she wanted to run through the narrow streets until she was panting for that sea salt sweet air, there was no time for such leisure. Her concern was for someone who had been left behind in the city kwa mistake.
Before she could even wonder about the trio that had meant to accompany her, her eyes found them. Though their whole personage was meant to help them blend in: quiet, stoic, at attention, the girl had been taught to look out for and fear men and woman with fangs and their thirst for blood.
The trio approached her without hesitation. "I'm Ana Rome," she introduced after a moment under their watchful gazes. Only slight bows were aliyopewa in response. The girl felt the urge to drop a curtsy for the silent guards,...
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted miezi 8 iliyopita
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Death in the Garden

The bullets ricocheted off the purple shield of pulsing power. They bounce off the stone walkway and into the green nyasi of the perennial garden. Stray projectiles ate away at the stone three-tier kisima, chemchemi and east courtyard wall. The rat-tat-tat of the machine gun should have been heard kwa any passing outside the walls of the garden, but the whole city seemed to be hidden away from the deafening noise. There was a click-click. A sudden silence. The young man crouched behind the shield lunged for the quickest route to safety, the round portal of white light mystically shimmering two inches off the ground, but the like a mirage the visage suddenly dissipated from existence. At the same time the shield disappeared, and Aleksander threw himself behind the kisima, chemchemi for cover.
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Guide by Robin_Love posted miezi 8 iliyopita
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LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Becca. No need for more.
Reason au meaning of name: It's just a short version of my real name..
Eye Color: Brown. Like...dark almost black..
Hair Style/Color: Black. (Like her soul!) Hey!
Height: Um I'm about 5'9”
Clothing Style: Depends on the mood
Best Physical Feature: My what? (Her legs. She has dancer legs)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Thunderstorms
Your Guilty Pleasure: Beating up the bad guys
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Idiots. (Uhh...)
Your Ambition for the Future: To live?

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: Why am I up?
What wewe Think About the Most: Things.
What wewe Think About Before Bed: Why am I up?
wewe Think Your Best Quality Is: My personality (BHAHAHAHA!!!!)

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?
Single au Group Dates: Single. Me and him tend to get heated (BECCA!!!)
To be Loved au Respected: Huh......loved
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