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Suicide CircusI knew the hooded figure was watching me, even if I couldn’t see his face from the shadow of the cowl. His cloak hid his true body from me, only his white gloved hands visible. The material of the cloth seemed to be velvet as it shone and danced under the paleness of the moon. He was shorter than me maybe by only a little bit, that I could see even from our distance, yet still made me shiver as he stood there, silent, just watching.

“I don’t think I should be here,” I mumbled under his invisible yet watchful gaze. He made no motion or acknowledgement of my words, just stood in front of the great golden doors that had
The Mistress's TaleThe trip to Canterbury was one of great advent’a,
Unless, of course, you were a maiden of great dementia.
The roads were filled with squires, nuns, and monks,
And gentlemen who thrived in the game of hunts.

Upon this road was one that strode in the back,
She was ridden upon a horse, mane of white, fur of black.
Upon the woman’s crown
Was a top hat, large and round.

The countenance she bore was one of mystery,
And her voice was one that could entrance a flee.
The Mistress, she was called
If you thought it scandalous, she would be appalled.

No, the name itself meant great estate owner,
One with servants and plenty of money for do
SON PRIMOS ??? CAP 1SON PRIMOS ??? CAP 1
mi  vida cmbio mucho desde ace una semana , bueno , les contare que paso...
una mañana , como todas , mis 3 casi primos , phineas , marck , y arthur , el hermanastro de phineas , ferb , y un "amigo" , bruno y yo , nos levantamos muy temprano , para acer un nuevo invento
phineas : creo que este proyecto sera muy largo
marck : aggggg , bueno , espero que no tanto
arthur : *mira picaramente a marck*
marck : que ?
vicente : que intentaras acer ahora ???
marck : nada :D
bruno : ok
vicnete : *suena el celular y contesta* hola
¿? : vicente???
vicente : migel ?
migel : vicente , puedes venir por mi ???
vicente : par
Remember“Take your medicine.”

John smiled gratefully at his wife, offering his palm. “Thank you. I almost forgot. It’s good to have someone around when you’re nuts.”

His wife sat herself next to him.  “John… do you remember?”

“Do I remember?”

A smiled graced her face. “Do you remember us? Can you remember, John? Can you remember us before this happened?”

“May, you know I can’t remember anything past-“

“Try. Please try to remember. For me? Try, John. I know you can.”

Do you remember us?

“Excuse me.”

The young man looked up
Date Night - Relativity Episode 17   Michael leaned back in his chair, scrubbing his hands over his face. Though it was still a half an hour before quitting time, he considered heading out early to start the weekend.
   "What are you doing tonight?" he asked the man sitting across from him. Ravenswood had come into the office to review some disaster recovery plans. "I was thinking we could head down to Barber Street. Play a couple games of pool or something."
   "I'd love to," his friend answered. "But tonight's date night. I promised Mel I'd take her to dinner and a movie."
   Michael's mouth puckered. "Oh."
   "How about asking Sara?" Ravenswood suggested.
   The CEO shook his head. "She said she's busy tonight."
   "What about your dad?"
   Though it wasn't the most desirable option, Michael wasn't against the idea of going out with his father for a beer and a game of darts. Problem was, "He's in S
FrUk ~ Pain No More ~ DrabbleWhy? Every time that damn frog enters the room, I get lost in his beautiful hair, clear sky-blue eyes, NO! What am I thinking?!? Gah, I just don't know anymore.

America says I mad, I think so to, how could I forget centuries of war and loss.

So, now I stand here, alone, like always, on top of London bridge. Can nations die? Maybe not physically. But mentally. The water of the river Thames. So clear. So, so....

And now I'm falling. Falling without a care in the world. Will anyone miss me? I doubt it. Would the world be more peaceful?

I feel pain, but pain no more...    
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ya todos en la habitacion...
marck : y que acemos aqui ???
phineas : pues , creo que no es cierto lo que dio esa niña , y este joven , nos va a ayudar a volver con nuestras respectivas novias
vicente : primero que demuestre que lo que ella dijo no es sierto
bruno : si , como sabemos que ella mintio o no
thomas : bien , se que son buenos constrctores , agan brasaletes , para que uno no se acerque a quien no sea su paeja
todos : ok
despues de un rato ...
phineas : aqui estan
thomas : funcionan ???
phineas : claro , si los brasaletes incorrectos se acercan demaciado , una descarga saldra de ellos , obligando a e
Lost AngelA detective dressed in a black pinstriped suit strode purposefully into the police office in New York City. She walked up to the front desk and cleared her throat, and the secretary looked up at her.

“Yes? How may I help you?”

“I was called here to work on the Fitzgerald case,” the detective said, her voice full of authority.

“Oh, I see. The chief will be out to talk to you in just a minute.” The secretary tapped away on the keys of her computer, and gestured for the detective to take a seat. The door leading further into the office flew open and bounced off of the wall. The police chief stood in the doo
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en el presente ...
de pronto la maquina exploto , y salio la chica rubia
brigett : funciono , ahora , a arruinar la vida de todos
la rubia se fue del patio , despues , volvio a explotar la maquina , y de ella salio el chico de cabello castaño
thomas : no te saldras con la tuya brigett
se puso una chaqueta , y unas gafas oscuras , y salio del patio
la rubia , consiguio como pudo , los numeros de los jovenes
brigett : que aparatejos , no se como se usan
despues de una eternidad (para brigett) encontro como hablarle a cada uno de ellos , los reunio
en la reunion...
todos y tu quien eres ???
brigett : solo una
Death.      Dying.       What a pleasant story, right? I could go on, and on about death, but, you would die before I finished (the pun, yes, I know.) so I'm going to make it quick.
     How I got to be like this is a long story. Basically, all my life, I've been "special," and people have been hunting me. Well, they got me. In the year 3002, they can kill you painlessly and slowly. That is what is happening right now. My body is shutting down.
     What it feels like...boy, this...this is the longest part. "The light at the end of the tunnel," you know, that phrase? It's actually pretty accurate. With my eyes closed, and no last words to utter,
Twin BladeSienna felt like she was melting on the couch from absolute boredom that morning. Summer vacation had just begun and she didn’t have anything to do. The summer heat made it feel impossible to go outside at all, and there was nothing to do inside but lay in the cool refreshing air condition all day. “What should we do Zelds?”

Hmm, I don’t know. Talk maybe? Zelda responded inside her head.

There were a few moments of silence before Sienna sprung up into a sitting position, “Can I tell you a secret?”

Of course, besides I can’t tell anyone. They both giggled at the thought. Zelda was after all just
25. OldWhen I was younger, I used to watch one of my elderly neighbors when her children would go out of town or couldn't find the time to check on her. I never understood why they sometimes gave me terrible excuses for their absences because she was very easy to manage. She didn't talk very much, and when she did, it was mostly to comment on the weather or how lovely the birds sounded or she needed help with something. It was always a pleasure to look after her and I never declined when they asked, but as the years went on, the requests became more frequent.

I never had any meaningful conversations with her, I didn't even know her name, but I alwa
Another Innocent Soul, LostDarkness of Eternity:
Chapter Eight: Another Innocent Soul, Lost
Rosa cried and cried; rain began to fall, putting Melati's burning body to a still, burnt state.
"P-Please," Melati's childlike voice was back, "just try to understand... The demon within me was starving... And because there were no babies in near sight, it went after the first scent of blood. When you become a vile creature like me, you're practically possessed. I truly did want to help." She laid there, now feeling like the worst trash ever. "Kill me." Rosa was in somewhat shock of these words as she slowly wiped her tears away (even though it didn't matter). "It's the only way I can sleep in peace; even if I don't have an afterlife. I'd rather have my soul disappear than ruin the lives of anyone anymore."
"W-What?" Rosa was still wiping away tears, in shock of Melati's attitude.
"Just create that fire sword of yours and," Melati moved a limb and cried in pain from the burns, "just
The Lock BoxThe Lock Box
by Siegfried Danzinger

For as long as I've know him, Dave T. Huck has been the sort of man that would do most anything for a dollar or a drink; particularly the latter.  There is no one quite so eager to "help" as an alcoholic without the money to quench his thirst.  With this in mind, I sought to employ Mr. Huck in a bit of quick and lucrative business.  The promise of fifty bucks and fairly minimal work was all it took to capture his interest, but - having experienced some trouble with the law in the past - Dave wisely inquired about the details.

"I've just recently moved," I explained.  "And in my haste to do so, I neglected
DoorA dark concrete room, with a solid door completely closed. There is a young girl locked out from the world, wondering if the darkness will end and maybe she'll see sunlight. That she will be able to see her family again, and to be free from this endless torture of loneliness.
She doesn't know how she got here, doesn't know when, doesn't know where she is, but all she knows is that she is Here. Here, the endless darkness. Here, the everlasting torture from freedom. Anything is better than Here. 
The door, wide and enormously tall, keeps her away from the ones she love. No one has found her yet, but she knows she won't be free from this Hell for years to come.
Her Hell had an edgy look to it, being in a place away from civilization. The walls and ceiling pitch black, a small tuft pillow under her head, her body on a creaking old bed. All necessities given at the end of the day, each with a scary, snarling male voice on the other end, promising to make her life miserable until the da
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The Bunny and The Demon

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One upon a time, there was an albino bunny and a red class demon. The red class demon was cruel and unforgiving, yet the bunny was quite the opposite, and as pure as his white fur. Once, this demon was furious, and began to hurt innocent children, and beings of the village that the bunny thought were his friends and would protect him- but they ran away like cowards from this demon.
The bunny shook in fear, crouching in his little house, trying desperately not to be heard. This was impossible. The demon broke the door down and looked at the poor shaking bunny. With soft gasps, the little bunny felt his neck being crushed. 'Why' he would think. Why? He looked up at the demon with his big red eyes and gasped hoping the following words might slow him:
   "If i would love you, would you let me go?"
Though it was too late.
The demon in shock held the bunny by his neck shakily to these words. He released the rabbit and looked at his hands a moment before in total inability to comprehend what he had done, destroyed everything in a blind rage within a 2 mile radius.
The demon returned home, a strange look in his eye, making the other demons avoid him. This look was dangerous, everyone knew. One of the happily oblivious demons didn't even notice the pained demon and began to shout "new arrival! New arrival!" and as the demon looked over, he saw the oblivious demon with his arm around... it was a blind moment, almost like a sickness. The demon seized the new arrival and ran out the street, taking him all the way to the uncharted region of hell.
Through the white, flaxen hair two big red eyes, with little slits inside stared up at the demon.
"I'll love you if you let me go." the demon rabbit softly looked back down at his arms being bound on his chest by the demons. The demons eyes slightly widened and released the bunny slightly out of shock, more than the words themselves. There was a sudden, shocking dilemma as the bunny wrapped his arms around him. What was this?
For once, the demon was the one afraid and being used. The bunny's eyes examined him like meat, and didn't let an inch of him squirm on his own. He devoured his being like a carnivore, and demanded the demon take care of him for what he had done. The demon, agreed in a sort of scared manner, and allowed whatever that bunny wanted.
The bunny returned with the demon to his home, and a nearly sadistic smile weaved across the bunny's face as the demon held his hand...
The end
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I wrote this in fifteen minutes. needed to write.

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~evilvampirefangirl May 23, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
See!!! See!! Even the most innocent of things can be the most evil!!! I liked this story, though. ;p Is there going to be more?
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*SasukiMimochi May 23, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
not of this one in particular, but i plan to write a whole book filled with these little random short stories! <3 im going to post The Bird and The Mouse next~
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~evilvampirefangirl May 23, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
awesome :heart:
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*SasukiMimochi May 23, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
coolie!
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~derek-of-spades May 22, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
wow... that story is a little disturbing, but thats what i like about it. its well written and brings a lot of interesting images to mind. i'm curious to hear more about what could be the bunny and demon saga. sounds like the start of a weird kind of yaoi to me, or at least it could be.
really enjoyed reading this!
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Mood: Joy *SasukiMimochi May 22, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
thank you so much! I plan on submitting the cuter, less morbid demon bunny story my friend, Fifth alice wrote soon. I'm glad you enjoyed this write :3
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