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Cops n robbers, The Minecrafters addition intro They dragged the form towards the looming building, though she seems to be going willingly, grinning wildly. The push her through the door of the building, her stumbling and falling on the floor. Instead of crying, or saying ow, like any other normal minecraftian would when they've been pushed, she just started laughing, Laughing madly, while attempting to sit back up, though proving difficult with her hands bound. A Guard pulled the girl up by the collar of her striped tee, and turned her so she'd face him.
"What do you have to say for yourself?" The guard hissed. The girl gave a cocky grin, her bi-coloured eyes twinkling micheviously.
"Oops?" She shrugged, then laughed at the guards pissed off expression, "It wasn't like I was hurting anyone~!" The guard growled angrily.
"You were guiding mobs to a village"
We'll keep on smilingLife is hard.
I've know that.
And it will only get harder.
Pain is a never ending current,
a fresh wound,
That never heals.
This generation is a scourge,
Filled with pricks,
I Stand here,
For the Outcasts
For the Damned
For everyone who has been hurt.
I feel the pain too,
It won't stop me from smiling,
It won't stop me from writing
It won's stop me from laughing at every,
So what if we're different?
Different is beautiful.
And I'd gladly take on a world of nightmares,
Just for the word to have sweet dreams.
I will face my fears,
to help someone,
No matter how paralyzing it is.
There are others like me.
Others who would face the never ending onslaught of words,
Just to save others.
So We'll keep on smiling,
No matter what you say.
eternal Silence (re write!)Eternal silence
It screams it's lies
it cries it's truths.
It's been my shadow
It's been my cloak
It's holds my thoughts,
and my fragmented Sanity...
When my voice seems broken,
the silence sinks in,
and I become to scared to say
Silence is my friend
who hides Cruel reality
from my naive eyes
and allows me to
It joins my insanity.
It Echos my sorrow.
It drowns my happiness.
It will be the death of me.
It screams the cold future.
I'll walk with it hand and hand,
away from the sorrow of Reality.
The bitter sweet memories.
It screams my truth,
While I cry it's lies...
Gummi's Animal crossing adventure 1 Gummi sat alone on the train, staring out the window. She had left her hometown and was heading for a new town called 'Greens' for unknown reasons. Her parents wanted her to move there for some reason…
"Hey," A voice starts. Gummi looks up to see a cat human hybrid standing nearby with a smile on his face. Gummi knows him. His name is Rover, and Gummi's friend Jason met him on his ride to 'Railton', The town neighboring Greens. ,"I have one question to ask you. Is it currently 6:26 pm on May 4 2014?" Gummi glances at her phone and nods.
"Ah good!" Rover exclaims, "This watch of mine gets thrown off real easy. Mind if I sit...?" Gummi shrugs and Rover plops down in the seat across from her. "So ho- Wait a minute! I forgot to ask your name!" Gummi frowns slightly.
"Gummi" She mumbles quietly.
"Gummi, huh?" Gummi nods, "What a nice name! So cute and feminine. Fits you in my opinion!" Gummi turned her attention back ov
Reader x TheRunAwayGuys RED RED
(Red knight's POV)
((An: Once again, sorry for OOC ))
"Chugga! Stop with the puns!" Jon yells at me, but I can't help but laugh at my own horrible pun. We are on our way to save another princess, which Jon is most likely to get... Or maybe Tim. He is a tank! We approach the tall castle covered in vines.
"Alright!" Josh exclaims, "A new castle to crash!" We easily beat half the castle before...
"A DOOR!" I exclaim, "DOORS TORE APART MY FAMILY!" I scream and swing my sword wildly at the door. It soon breaks down and we are faced with the forest king, but... I'm to distracted by the princess... She has [h/l] [h/c] hair and dazzling [e/c] eyes. She's trapped in a cage made of vines hanging above the ground. Wow... We take down the Forest King rather easily, and gather all the loot I can. Once I can't see anymore, I cut down the princess. She lands on the ground gracefully
Reader x TheRunAwayGuys Part 1((AN: SORRY IF OOC ))
You are a princess... Or at least, You were. You've be captured, like your four 'sisters', but unlike them, no one has come to save you... You are trapped in the forest king's castle, and he wants you to Marry his friend's son... You think he said the son's name is Lucah...? Oh well... You sit, locked in the same tower you have been in for several days. The Same tower where you watched your sisters get saved. No one was gonna save you. You were always forgotten. You sigh and stand up, walking away from the depressing view from outside. You glance into the vanity Mirror. Your [h/l] [h/c] hair was a mess, and your [e/c] eyes were bloodshot from crying. Your [f/c] dress was wrinkled and tattered at the bottom. You were a mess, to say the least. You pick up the brush made of vines and porcupine spines and run it through your hair, It leaving a flower behind your ear. You smooth our your dress and glance back at the window. You see
S E E Y O U S O O N Your heart pounded heavily in your ears. Oh god. Oh no! oh GOD no! You stare at the cold glinting blade, already soaked with your blood. Your once good, derpy friend stepped towards you, as you stepped back, a demented smile curled on her lips.
"Stay down why don't you~!" She says, in her now creepy voice. You shake your head wildly. Why are you just standing there, holding your injured arm like a dip!? You turn and try to run, only to see her standing in front of you, her head tilted, and face mocking sadness.
"Leaving already?" She asked, fake sorrow filling her voice. Her smile returns as she raises her knife, "Stay for a while~!" She swings down, missing you by a couple inches. Your heart is beating harder, as you attempt to flee once again. You hear loud thumping foot steps behind you, and that... Horrifying voice... Creepily calling out your name. All sounds but your heart beating b
All hail... The... The mad k-king...A . . . a l l h a i l t h e . . . t h e m a d k . . . k i n g . . .
W h a t h a v e I d o n e ?
"Tick Tock~" The mad king started with a smile, "Your clocks have stopped. Who's the treacherous fox?" Martin paced back and forth in front of the line up consisting of Flare, Zayne, Aqua, Mimi, Alex, and Chibi. Standing behind the mad king, is Sakura, a worried expression on her face. Martin stopped his cycle at the center of the line up, creating a small ball of fire in his hands, juggling it slightly.
"Someone fess up, so it is easier on everyone~!" Martin called to the group, adjusting his crown with his free hand. Everyone in the line up remained quiet, staring at the red sun on the ground in front of them. Sakura bit her lip.
"You're... Not really gonna kill any over them... Are you?" She asked quietly, gripping the paint brush tightly in the long sleeves of her white dress. The mad ki
F r i e n d s A r e B e a u t i f u l . . . The young girl ran around the yard, teddy bear in hand, awe barely shinning through the shiny blonde bangs in jade green eyes. Everyone smiled at the sickly girl, and tried their best to tell her she was truly beautiful. The only person she believed it from, was her best friend, the teddy bear she lovingly called "Biggums" who she told everything. This teddy bear was the girls best friend... And then... He disappeared. The girl from then on, never believed she was beautiful...
The sickly girl, lay, in the cold and white room, watching the hours of her life tick by slowly. She was a lost cause. No one could convince her she was beautiful, no one could take away the sting of their mocking glances... Well maybe... No... He's gone... She reminds herself. More hours tick by, when the door slowly creeks open, and a male, A little older then the girl walks in... But there is something different about him... He was covered in Dark brown f
Swapped - Chp. 1 - Start of It All“Alright guys,” Lewis sputtered out in between gales of laughter, “I think we need to end it here for today.”
“Agreed.” Duncan said, barely able to breathe, “For our health.”
“Byeee guys!” Simon sang out, causing them to laugh even more as the slowly turned off all their recording devices and powered down their computers, finishing up another hard day of work recording hole diggers.
“Okay guys,” Lewis called out at the top of his voice, “That was good. That was really good.”
Simon, still laughing, shook his head. “Not good.” He managed to choke out, “Great. Awesome. Perfect.”
Duncan shook his head as well. “Simon’s right Lewis, that episode was bloody brilliant. The fans will love it.”
“They typically do...” Lewis nodded. “Hey, was anyone actually recording when I managed to get myself killed though? I sorta... paused it a bit.”
Swapped - Chp. 4 - A Dream That Changed it AllXephos was dreaming too, but not about Minecraft. He dreamt of a town. No, bigger than a town, a city! Technology everywhere, cars, and people walking... It was the biggest city he’d ever seen in a long time.
He was walking, looking around, unsure of why he was dreaming of this strange place tonight. Typically dreams were of his home world, of his past, the life that he left behind for the new one he has now. Though this city did resemble something like the one on his planet, maybe it was. Who knew?
Suddenly the terrain started to change, about halfway through the city. It turned into a much more familiar environment, he was... back in Minecraftia? But that made no- oh well... it was a dream. Better to go with it and not ask questions, right?
Suddenly though, coming his way was... himself? “What the-”
He- the other Xephos, stopped in place, prompting him to do the same. “Who are you?” One called out to the other.
“I could ask you the same question. W
Swapped - Chp. 3 - Taking Hold“Whoa buddy, you okay?” Duncan asked when Lewis sat down at the table they were at. He looked sick, pale(er), eyes slightly glazed over, looking like he was hardly able to keep himself awake.
Lewis shook his hand in the air. “I’m fine.” He did admit to himself that he didn’t feel 100%, not since he left Yogtowers, but he didn’t want to worry his friends. He’s probably just a bit stressed out about work and everything.
“Okay then, but if you feel like you need to leave, please do, you don’t need to stay here just for us.” Simon said, putting down his cup of tea.
Dinner went by slowly, dragging by like it was doing it’s best to say, “Something is wrong...” and slowly but surely, Lewis began to feel... worse. What had started as a simple fatigue was now a raging headache, so bad he could barely look up. “Lewis...” Simon said slowly, “Lewis come on, we need to get you home right now, you l
Swapped - Chp. 2 - I Want FreedomXephos had just sat down in one world when he was suddenly forcibly wrenched into another. He glared, not that there was anyone to see, and tried to fight it as his body began to walk about of it’s own will, he couldn’t resist. He could hear the commands in his head, tiny, snakelike whispers, ‘we’re going left now... now we’re going to fly... here... cobblestone again... testing a new texture pack...’
“What the hell...” He said out loud, again there was no one around that could hear, “It’s a texture pack? AND WHY AM I TESTING IT FOR GOD’S SAKE?!? I have more important things to do! We never stopped Israphel! Hole Diggers Inc. is nowhere nearing completion! There’s too much shit to do-”
‘Hm... don’t like that. Sandstone?’
“Yes...” He seethed, “Fucking YES, sandstone will look PERFECT for this build.” Xephos groaned as this voice commanded his body to do i
Swapped - Chp. 5 - Awakening (updated)Xephos looked around the strange room before he slowly pushed the covers off him and got out of the bed, sitting on the side of the mattress. “Where…. the hell am I?” He ran a hand through his hair, pushing it into it’s swept back look. The windows in the room were open, letting the light in. Slowly standing, his legs shaky underneath him, he walked over the the window, gripping onto the seal to keep his balance. “Oh… my god…” Xephos’s mouth fell open some, his eyes wide as he looked at the city before him… the city that he dreamt of last night.
-Beep beep- -beep beep-
Xephos whipped around at the sound, his hand reached over his shoulder where his sword would have been, but it wasn’t. His gaze fell on the nightstand, where there was a small square device, it’s screen was lit with things appearing on it.
He slowly walked over to it, on constant alert in case something jumped at him. Reaching out at arm
Community Service (GT): Chapter 3Elio’s POV
After tidying up a bit, I turned back to the small human lying on my pillow. I had tried to distract myself from the small, unconscious girl by cleaning but I obviously failed. Her presence weighed in on my mind, and I couldn’t push it away any longer. I gave in, kneeling beside the bed to examine the small, young human. She looked like a girl’s doll, so limp and life-less against the white cotton of the pillow.
I felt my chest clench in a strange way—the “doll’s” face looked so realistic, so perfectly detailed. I could see the creases in her clothes, her scarred flesh. Kneeling down beside the bed, I found myself slowly moving closer to the figure, until I could see the stitches in her shirt, the way her eyes flickered underneath her eye lids. I was acutely aware of the way my breath made the miniscule strands of hair flutter slightly. Never before had I felt so huge, so massive. I held my breath, feeling like a giant as I st
Rise of the Republic, Chapter 1 'Halved'Chapter 1
As the echos of pony trots could be heard from within the dense forest around them, the Whiteout Tomb moved hastily along the road of mixed mud, dirt and melting snow slush. Their breath was thick, moist and warm against the thin, cold air. Small, hazy specks in the air lightly kissed the soft, fine fur of the three ponies, walking along side the forest path. The pony leading in front of the other two was a light tan, bleach blonde and light green haired mare. Her horn was decorated with a silver tangle of swirls, and among the swirls dotted small finely cut purified emeralds. She bares a small overhanging cloak that covers her shoulders, attached to that is a hood, which covered the rest of her angelic face. Her clothe, spun of an evergreen color, the rims laced with gold. A silver piece clasped a green leaf ornament, of which bore the same swirls and emeralds as her horn, held her low hanging cap i
Anna's memories about her brother death
Anna was 16 years old when Van Kleiss killed her family and then Rex immediately decided that she should be with him, she told that she his childhood best friend and Rex help her. She was in Providence a while and was upset. Anna decided write a letter to her brother.
He's a archaeologist, 20 years old, he have the same brown eyes and the same hair color as Anna's, and bangs too. Aleksandr was gentle and clever, he love her sister.
He was in Egypt. But when he read a letter, immediately went to her.
Anna was walking, wait her older brother.
He noticed her.
"Anna!" He run to her.
"Brother! I'm missed you." She hugged him.
"Me too... Are you ok?" He asked.
"Heh, not so... I would cry if I said... You know."
"I'm should be with you... I am so sorry..."
"I glad to see you, brother." She hugged him again
Kidaxreader part 2After school you catch up to Kida “Hi, I’m (name) you seem like a funny guy so I wanted to-“ Kida gets on his knees and throws his arms out toward you “oh, my goddess, your curves are those of perfection and you skirt shows off the glowing skin of your thighs.” You blush and blurt out trying to change the subject “I was going to stop by the sweets store to get some pudding, want to come?” He stands up smiling, holding out his arm. “Gladly my lady.” Too embarrassed to put your arm in his you just walk and he walks beside you starting to make jokes and inform you of the things that are happening on campus. When there, he buys you a vanilla pudding cup, you apologize to him for forgetting that you had no money. The two of you eat the pudding while talking and when done he looks at you with a smile “What do you want to do now?” You think, putting your finger on your lip. “Want to play video games at my place?” Hi
Elementary Your vision fades around the edges. The sky is dark. You are outside a big building... It's in the heart of a forest. You have a vague memory, of drawings scattered... You've been warned by someone... Someone important... They told you to avoid the forest for some reason... But your curiosity is eating you alive. You stand you, and walk towards the big building, but you hear something drop behind you. You turn and see a flashlight on the ground. Was that there before? You pick it up and turn it on. The light goes off far into the distance. You shine the light on the building. The front door was wide open. You walk slowly towards it, being cautious. As you walk through the doors, they slam shut behind you, causing you to jump. You look at the doors, and chuckle uneasily. You turn back around. It's appears to be an abandoned elementary. A lot seems to still be in place... Other then the occasional scattered papers, the broken lights, and blood splatter. A small
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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