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GMOCT :Round One: Chapter 1.3
After falling for forever I finally landed, and I hear this "OW!" I got up and I looked around and found who I had landed on. It was Brian, my other opponent.
"Um, sorry for landing on you, I guess." I spoke as I reached down to help him up. Just then I remembered he's my enemy, and even though kindness is usually in my behavior it wasn't this time. Freddy swooped down again, apoligizing as if I would kill him or something which I would if he wasn't important and we took off to the skies again. I looked down to see Touj helping Brian up. Touj took off his tail and threw it at us, and it didn't quite make it.
"We're almost there Isis. Just close your eyes." I obeyed and next thing I knew my feet were touching something. We had landed. "Open your eyes Isis. We're here."
"Then I opened my eyes and we were standing on this metal can in the middle of the desert. I took the flag out of my bag and I placed it in the slot. I twisted it in so that it wouldn't fall out. Freddy hovered over my sh
GMOCT :Round One: Chapter 1.2
Freddy and I stood on the edge of the desert arena, along with our six competitors. I walked over to Zedsanji and Seth, seeing as how originally I had wanted to be on the same team as them. We shook hands.
"Good luck you guys," I said, "I'm not looking forward to facing you in any sort of battle."
"Why? Are you afraid you're gonna get your as-"
"Seth!" Zedsanji cut him off, "Try not to intimidate our friends, even if right now they're our enemies." At this Seth waved at us and went to stand on their teams waiting block. "Sorry about having to face you. As long as there is no physical battle I'm okay. I don't hit girls, and if you don't mind, I prefer they don't hit me either." We shared a laugh and shook hands again.
"I better get going." I said as I walked away onto our blue team waiting block.
Just as I reached the block, the gun went off. In front of us, the force field shimmered out of existence and all eight of us took off into the h
GMOCT :Round One: Chapter 1.1
I placed the flag in the slot on top of the large metal structure that seemed to grow out of the desert sand. I twisted it in so that it wouldn't fall out. Freddy hovered over my shoulder, crossing his arms like he usually does. We were first. We were faster. And we, we were victorious.
Earlier That Day
Freddy an I stood in the crowd among the other 'internet captives' gazing up at a large screen that was divided into seven sections. Each section was labeled with an arena: Castle, Lava Field, Island, City, Jungle, Desert, Canyon. Under each arena were a list of 'players', each list containing eight people, two from each team. Freddy and I were placed in the column labeled 'Desert' along with six others: Zedsanji and Seth from Team Z, Brian and Touj from Team Citrus, and Xemthawt and Gregory from Team Mech Assault. Our goal was to be the first in our arena to place our team flag in the base
Isn't It Ironic?
TG: hey, egbert
EB: what, dave
TG: we should, chill
TG: or something
EB: sure dave
EB: my house or your house?
TG: your place john
TG: i'll be right over
----turntechGodhead ceased pestering ectoBiologist at 5:30pm----
EB: um, okay?
EB: thanks for asking
----ectoBiologist ceased pestering turntechGodhead at 5:31 pm----
John turned off his computer and looked around his room. It was a usual teenage boys room--a mess--but John still felt the need to tidy it up a bit. By the time Dave arrived however, John had made it sparkle.
Dave opened the front door and invited himself in. He kicked off his shoes and began to head upstairs when he stopped. 'John will fix it later, but...' He turned around, lined his shoes against the wall and then walked up the stairs. Before entering John's room he took a moment to fix his hair and his shades. He simply ran a hand through his short locks and breathed on the lens of his glasses. Placing the a
In The Mind of Madness Poem 1
As I step onto the streets,
the lights turn on.
I just performed some feats.
Oh, the things I've won.
In my pockets; a ring and knife.
What have I done?
I've taken a life.
My feet hit the bricks,
I've started to run.
I've been up to old tricks,
and boy, was it fun.
When I get home, I plunge my hands into the sink.
I finally have some time to think.
What did I do?
Why did I do it?
I couldn't come up with answers that fit.
My first thought: I have to hide;
I don't want to end up doing time.
My reaction: I sat down and cried;
I knew somehow, I would pay for my crime.
OCT Audition :: Clarissa FayeBright lights shined in her eyes as she opened the door. The summer sun was attempting to blind her again. Clarissa Faye squinted as she looked down the street to the market place. It was crowded, just as she liked it. She grabbed her messanger bag, slid it over her shoulder and closed the door behind her as she walked away.
Clarissa did her best to blend into the crowd, appearing as though she was just any other citizen of Naltasis. However, she was not here to buy her food like the others. At one stall she snatched up two oranges, and a fish at the next. As she placed an acquired loaf of bread in her bag, she heard the words every Faye learns to dread.
"Theif! Theif!" One merchant yelled as he pulled out a pistol and aimed it her way.
Clarissa had never run so fast in her life. In no time flat she was down the street and on the rooftops.
"It's certainly a good thing you picked up Parkour, Miss Faye." A familar voice spoke quietly from beside her. It was her trusted partner in crime A
Contest that is mine! Big prizes! Read belowHuhehehe. MY MOM BOUGHT ME 2,000 POINTS!
Anyways, this is a similar contest like- http://f3rr3ts.deviantart.com/journal/New-Species-OC-Contest-469413981!
What is this contest about?
Well, it's a designing me a new OC contest.
A new OC? What animal should I draw?
Well, anything! You can draw any animal/breed cross breed, even something like a jackolope with wings <s>great idea Ferris</s> Just, try not to steal any ideas from other people, along with don't make them look like a type of pokemon.
How about themes and/or accessories?
WELLLL, I like food based themes along with seasons, but like I said, it's up to you!! And accessories? I love them! I saw this cute little sweater someone made for there's and //dies//
Now onto the dates?
Well, it starts today 8/21/2014, and will end 10/14/14 around 9pm PACIFIC TIME (if it isn't your time figure it out?). I will "grade" them for two days and announc
The Stork's Nest Pt. 1Yalda strode into the director’s office. He looked up quickly from his computer, then turned to a keypad on his desk, hitting a few buttons. A quiet but perceptible whirring started. He turned to Yalda and smiled, crossing his arms on the table.
“Agent Isa, hello,” he said.
“Captain,” Yalda nodded, standing straight with her hands behind her back. “We’re alone?”
“We are now,” the captain said, unlocking his desk cabinet and putting a manila envelope on the table. “This is an assignment of the upmost secrecy and importance. Have you heard of The Stork?”
“The Stork,” Yalda repeated to herself. “Only rumors. It’s the alias or codename for an organization that’s been found in connection to gangs, dictators, and terrorist groups across the globe.”
“Not rumors, and not an organization,” the captain said sternly. “One person, funneling billions into one big slush fund.
PMD-U Team Melting Pot Official Written AppRESEARCHERS GUILD: Team Melting Pot
Date Joined: 9/30/13
Current Funds: 6 St
-Characteristic: Somewhat vain
Gender: Male Age: 26
Ability: Immunity- Is heavily resistant almost to the point of being fully immune to most toxins and is not easily poisoned by any stretch of the imagination.
Strength: 2 Agility: 3
Intelligence: 2 Charisma: 4 (2+2)
Total Points Left: 1/10
Type Bonus: Normal -> Charisma
Hone Claws- He scrapes his claws together to make them cut better, although this does not allow him to cut small trees sadly.
He tends to do this between his strikes with his claws, making his claws progressively more and more potent.
Shadow Claw- He manifests his feelings of anger/grief into his cla
Mnemosyne's Biography ((Unfinished))
"I was always told that there are four things you can't recover; The stone after the throw, the word after it's said, the occasion after it's missed and the time after it's spent."
~Kyrie Mnemosyne "Mnemo" Sears
~Kyrie ((By Ava and Kyoya))
~Mnemo ((By Mostly Everyone))
~Sears ((By Kyoya))
~Memo/Nemo ((By Yu and Kenta))
~Westchester, New York
((May 19th-Taurus/Gemini cusp))
~Jamestown, Rhode Island
~Mnemo has natural long white hair (often mistaken to be a shade of lavender). While she is working, her hair is held out of her face with a headband or a bandanna. Her bangs are long and covers her forehead, sometimes getting in her eyes. She sometimes has
Pray for Saint HelenaSaint Helena is an island in the South Atlantic Ocean on the Mid Atlantic Ridge.
It’s part of the British Overseas Territory of St Helena, Ascension and Tristan da Cunha.
It’s located 1200 miles west from the nearest Angola, Africa, 810 miles
southwest of Ascension Island and 1500 miles north of Tristan da Cunha.
Jamestown is the capital.
The population is 4,255
The island is named after Saint Helena of Constantinople (c. 250 – c. 330)
the mother of Emperor Constantine.
Saint Helena is one of the most remote islands in the world.
Saint Helena was one of Britain's oldest colonies outside North America and the Caribbean.
Saint Helena is Britain's second oldest remaining Overseas Territories, after Bermuda.
Captain James Cook visited the island in 1775.
Napoleon Bonaparte was exiled to Saint Helena from 1815-1821
Saint Helena produces what is said to be the most expensive coffee in the world.
What a Heart You've Got "Gode. You're paired with Winter."
Zach turned on his heel to scan the room for his partner. And when he caught sight of the younger man shuffling toward him, he groaned with displeasure. The young man was a lot smaller than Zach and would provide no such challenge for Zach who was already top of the class.
"Hi, I'm Winter," the young man gave a sickeningly sweet smile and Zach replied with a simple nod, keeping his seemingly-permanent frown on his face. Winter was unaffected by Zach's hostility, however. "So we're going to be sparring partners? I heard you're one of the best in the class."
"I'm a lot better than you, I promise you that," Zach replied harshly, folding his arms across his chest as he listened to the instructor finish pairing up the students.
"Well, I don't really like to fight," Winter continued to talk. "I'm more of a defensive person."
Zach didn't ev
For your kind words.Where would I be?
To to these right here
I don't hate you.
I love you. I love your cats, your RP skills, your stories, poems, posts. You being online is a treat. A true, honest treat.
You are not alone. You are important, beautiful, talented, wonderful, and heck, YOU ARE DAVE FREAKING EXCLAMATION MARK YOGNAU(GH)T AND YOU HAVE THE BALLS, GODDAMMIT.
So stay strong, keep your head up, because you are loved. You should know that.
And the stuff that made me smile that you would beat the crap out of some one for me.
I dont hate you D:
u draw fine
let to fucking bitch tell u that shit //hug
the little things you do tell me you care.
talking to me.
liking my art work.
Or just looking at my waste-of-time rants.
You make me smile.
your more then just friends, no not at all. Your my sisters.
and to the people who just notice and say something
ooh, You should be a poet. I put this to a lit
Raven Loar -Criminal Minds-
First Name: Raven
Middle Name: Melody
Nicknames: Rave, Mel, Cupcake(Teammates)
Code Name: Agent Loar
Birthday: Oct 12
Sexual Orientation: Unknown
Languages: knows many languages, and can learn fast. Known by others are English, Italian, Spanish, Japanese and Turkish.
Skin Tone: Pale
Blood Type: AB
Hair Colour: Red-ish brown
Hair Length: Long
Hair Style: Normally keep in a braid tied around her head
Eye Colour: Blue
Right Handed or Left Handed?: Left
Scars: Two scars on her shoulder blades, rope burns around her neck
Tattoos: A little ancer on her left ankle.
Piercing: ears (many on her ears)
Personality: This depends on who you are and if she knows you and/or likes you or not.
The most important part of her perso
Death Battle Tag Battle: Samus/Pikachu
Bio: When Samus went through an anomaly to the Tag Battle Event, she discovered a face that looked strangely familiar to her. Pikachu seemed to be in a similar state, for when partners were being assigned, they chose to stay together. In the situation of possible dimension collapse, they had no choice.
Intro: Samus rolls into the arena in her Morph Ball form, then springs back out to her true form and cocks her arm-cannon. Pikachu then lands on her shoulder, getting her attention, smiles as he says "Pikachu!", then springs off her shoulder and crouches down on all fours, ready for battle. Samus nods, says, "Nice to see you're ready, too.", then aims her cannon at the enemy.
Samus is all about ranged attacks with one or two close-range attacks in case things get ugly. However, she lacks mid-range attacks and truly-effective close-quarter at
Character Ref :: Clarissa Faye
~Character Name: Clarissa Faye
~Physical Description: Clarissa has always been small for her age, except for the hereditary trait of long fingers. She prefers her own style than that of other styles such as gothic or preppy, and her style would be considered 'made for the outdoor activites of theives'. Clarissa likes to let her brown hair hang over her green eyes in an unruly mess.
~History: After being born, Clarissa was promptly abandoned by her mother at an orphanage on the outskirts of a rundown town. She was clearly a troublemaker, even from the start. One of the elderly ladies who worked at the orphanage took pity on her, allowing Clarissa to get away with some of her petty crimes around the orphanage, and even going as far as to let Clarissa stay after age eighteen. However, all good things must come to an end. The older woman took ill one day, and died. As soon as this happened, the other orphanage workers kicked Clarissa onto the streets. After wander
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