the movie

Alright! I'm doing this special for NightFrog! Right now I should be having cake and ice cream (but I upendo the internet dearly), so I'm not going to! NightFrog answered these quicker than Vee au I did! So I like her for that! Enough about me!

Q-1: What is your inayopendelewa time of the year? Why do wewe like this time of the mwaka so much?
A-1: Fall, because of the colors, and it contains the holiday of Halloween.

Q-2: What is your inayopendelewa band/musician/singer? What type of muziki genre do wewe like most?
A-2: Evanescence. I like all genres, but I mostly listen to rock.

Q-3: Any sports au hobbies you...

Part 1: Katara

"Only a girl to mess things up!" shouted Sokka.
"Ugh! You're so sexist, Sokka!" I shouted back. "I'm embarrassed to be related to you!"
"Right back at ya, sis!" teased Sokka.
Yep, here we were. Standing outside of Sokka's 1950's blue Chevy truck(which use to be our Grandfather Pakku's truck, kwa the way.). The car broke, and the radio got busted; and Sokka is blaming me for this, as usual.
By the way, I'm Katara. I'm 15 years old, related to Sokka(unfortunately). Sokka is my brother, he's 16 and just got his license last week.

Now the conflict here is that, our mom asked Sokka drive...

The Great Divide.
I don't care what people say about this episode, I upendo it. I upendo the conflict between the two tribes, it's really interesting, especially to see how it dated back long ago, and they've been rivals for a long time. The plot is really interesting. Two tribes who have been enemies for years and years, have to kuvuka, msalaba a canyon with no food, and get to the other side without their rivalries getting in the way. Fine, say it's not interesting if wewe want, but I think it is. All the characters are great in this episode. I upendo how Katara connects with the Jin Wei, and how Sokka...

NOTICE: I probably won't be continuing this. This 'prologue' that I wrote was just for fun. So please don't expect anything. Thanks and I hope wewe enjoy..


The old man lay on his kitanda and watched his beautiful city Ba Sing Se through the large floor-to-ceiling window of his room.
Things surely had changed since he had last been here. The once empty streets the he and his Marafiki played earthball on were now twice it's size and bustling with traffic, sidewalks lined with blinding mitaani, mtaa lights, and the constant changing traffic lights. The balcony door was slightly ajar, but open enough for the...