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 Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 7:43 pm
There were happy moments of the girls past life that she wanted to hold onto, and things she didn't want to hold or to even feel. But her strength was weakening, and hoped in some way that the memories might come back.
Ones of the a carnival of being able to accomplish something that took her so long to do, being happy with friends, her even wanting to continue to learn and meet new friends and making happy memories. Along with learning things that one would have to live by in order to continue.
Not everything was as easy as she though it might have been, but there was on way to get rid of them. She had to learn from her mistakes and her accomplishments to succeed in the world.
And soon, it vanished.
[MAIN 3]
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 7:46 pm
- CLAIMING 3 WHITE SIDE ACHIEVEMENTS -
And something else flew by her. Another memory.
Something that was so saddening, something that made her little heart stir inside of her, something terrible.
Someone that was close to her was gone. They were so close. She could even remember something about flowers and being different. The person was so much unique, much more than she ever would be, but then they were gone. In a flash.
And nothing could stop the tears that had formed in her eyes.
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 7:48 pm
- CLAIMING 3 VIOLET SIDE ACHIEVEMENTS -
Something made her a but reproachful about something. Something that she didn't want to go back to. It mad ever hesitant to even think about. She didn't want to go back after the last time she had done it.
She didn't do it correctly the first time, and the second time was a total flop.
Was there a way to reproach the subject without getting hurt again?
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 7:51 pm
This was the end. There was really nothing for Thiamas...oh wait, not even Thiamas anymore. He had lost his friend, he had lost his name, and now he was losing his heart.
There was a bitter feeling inside of him, as that heart was pulled away and began to dissolve.
He had chosen creation simply because he hoped that it was what his little friend would have chosen as well. He regretted giving up his heart, simply because in doing so it meant that he now might never get to see his friend again, and for that he was sorry.
And that was the last thing he thought about before the grey took him and he become nothing but fog, and a single, lonely memory.
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 7:53 pm
- CLAIMING 3 GREEN SIDE ACHIEVEMENTS -
Sadly, as a last resort to her, something happened. It was an accident really. Something happened, and she came up with something to fix it. A very creative one in fact.
She had been able to change an entire situation that had gone from bad to worse, to a great night. Something that was happy about it. Being able to make others smile about everything too. Now, if only she could exactly remember what it was.
In a way, creation, was a lot like being creative. One needed knowledge, to be able to fix something, to be creative, and too learn. To oneself, one needed to be creative to get out of sticky situation, but in order to do that, knowledge and creation were needed to improve and help along the way in solving it.
But the times were starting to change, and everything was now fading away. Her memories were gone, her friend had gone, and now she was losing everything all over again.
And she soon drew her last breath.
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 7:55 pm
((Main Blessing 1/2))
"Vut do you mean, I must find new school?" He asked his parents, ears twitching irratably. "Vut is vrong vith this one?"
It was explained to him again. Explained that he had gotten into too many fights, that he was not allowed to just go around picking battles with anybody who looked at him the wrong way. But he didn't understand! That's how things worked back home!!
"So vhere vill I go, then?" He asked, hands balling in fists at his sides. "Is there another all boils school nearby?"
No. No there wasn't. He was going to be attending Amityville Academy now, a school he had heard of, but mostly through rumor.
And not always good one.
But that wasn't what bothered him.
It was the fact that it was co-ed.
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 7:56 pm
"Hey!" * bent over forward and cupped her hands over her mouth to amplify her voice. "Hey, you! Yes, you! The three-legged crow monster thing." She then stood upright and pointed at whoever this was. "You are cordially invited to an exclusive event featuring..." She gesticulated enthusiastically with her arms before pointed at herself. "...to a one-ghoul performance featuring yours truly, *." Then, she winked and said, "You'll come, right?"
"Yes."
"Oh, goody, goody! It works out, since the stage's right there." Apparently, stage meant forest. "So, what do you want to hear? I take requests."
"How about Everyday is Halloween by Chief Keelut?"
"Ooh, I love that one!" She cleared her throat and screamed bloody murder. Her voice had a mechanical sound, like an old scratched record.
The yatagarasu boil applauded at the end of her performance.
[Gold Side]
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:02 pm
((Main Blessing 2/2))
How had he ended up here, a date for a ghoul, to attend prom? He had spent most of the evening hovering near a table, unimpressed with his situation, unhappy, arms crossed over his chest. Now? Now he was even more unhappy, as he had gotten Vanya a drink, and it seemed to have rendered her speechless and completely colorless.
She was not happy, and in turn, he could not be happy either.
Well, that was, until he heard a certain name announced for Prom Court Prince. Jove! Jove was here? He looked around for the other boil, but what he saw...that didn't look like the same Jove he knew. That Jove looked...older, taller, not at all like the small ghost boil he had fought in the gym.
That didn't stop him from cheering and clapping for him though. Prince! **** had voted for him! ...Well, no, he had voted for him for King, so this was actually a bit of an injustice but still!
He would have to congratulate him later....
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:14 pm
* was floating with a pair of thunderclouds. She gradually felt herself get heavier and heavier, until she crashed to the ground. The clouds went after her and transformed into a pair of nue, her parents.
"Are you alright?" her mother said.
"She's fine. She didn't even fall that far." her father said.
"Excuse me, I wasn't talking to you. I was talking to *. Is your name *?"
"Now, you see here. This is why I love you. You're sassy. I like sassy women."
"And I love you, because you're a sarcastic git."
* felt like she would die if she had to look at any more mushiness. "Okasama, otosama, I'm fine. Just stop. You're embarrassing me."
[Main 1]
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:18 pm
* had a great many brothers and sisters. She was rarely by herself and she never slept by herself. So, she was surprised to see she wouldn't be sharing a dorm at school. She rolled all over the floor, bounced on the bed, and gleefully said, "Mine, mine, mine!"
[Main 2]
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:19 pm
(Main Blessing 1/5)
"***. Wake up sleepy head." She purred, kissing his bare chest. The messy braid and the light naked body were indicative of what'd transpired the night before, a little after their first trip to the Caribbean. He yawned at her voice, throwing an arm around her and kissing her full on the lips.
"Calm down there, Jethro." She giggled, pushing his face away. He grinned and chuckled, planting a kiss on her cheek before hopping out of the bed and into the shower, only getting his jeans on once done.
He fired up the griddle, poured the batter, and began to cook.
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:23 pm
{Main Blessing 2/5)
He had a gun, and was slowly taking aim at a lifeless doll in a misty green field. He'd never held a pistol like this before, one that thrummed with power and felt light despite the heavy damage it was capable of dealing. Target practice, it had told him, was necessary.
He lined up a shot, pulled the trigger, and hit it dead center.
"Well done, whelpling. See if you can do that three times in a row."
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:29 pm
(Main Blessing 3/5)
He was at a club, five minutes before the doors opened. The bar had been polished, the DJ had been hired, the dance floor was mopped and dried. Everything was ready for the opening night of revelry, with so much alcohol stocked that the entire armies of the world could get drunk that night. She'd gone big for her flagship club, he thought. Then again, mother always was a show off.
Speak of the devil. "******! Is that a wrinkle on your new Armani?"
"No, mom, it's the lighting." He huffed, stepping into the bar lights. "See? Wrinkle free. Just delivered from the dry cleaners ten minutes ago."
"Oh, good. Can't have the face of this place be all wrinkly, can I?"
"No, Ma'am."
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:36 pm
(Main Blessing 4/5)
Christmas time was always a good time, even in the sweltering hot state of Nevada. The air temperature decided to cool its jets and just be normal for once, and everyone seemed to not be as mean or rude to each other. The casinos were certainly in a giving mood, but the entire city was too. People on the streets were given last year's jackets and a hot plate of food, wayward sons and daughters were home for their school breaks, and all the parents seemed to mellow out.
He even got a call from his dad at midnight, not as rushed as it usually was. This was the last call, he'd find out the next year. No more calls, or money, or even a card from his father. But, he'd always cherished this one call. His dad had been the one to say he loved him first without prompt from his son.
"I'm very proud of you ***, you keep your head above water and get out when you need to, okay?" His voice was subdued, almost like a whisper.
"Of course, dad. Where are you?"
"Can't quite tell you, though I wish I could. I love you son... I really do."
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:41 pm
* didn't like the look on her parents' faces. They both looked so serious. Had she done something wrong? She mentally traced her steps that day and she didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.
They spoke in unison. "*, we need to talk."
Oh, dear, that tone of voice made her blood chill. "Yes, otosama, okasama?"
"We enjoy having you around, but isn't there something you want to go out and do?"
"I thought I was going out and doing those things?"
Her father said, "I mean, haven't you ever entertained the thought of going after cerebral pursuits?"
"Oh, yes, of course I did." She thought they had this conversation before.
Her mother said, "Did you ever look into it? The school, I mean."
"Oh, yes, it looked good." She really had looked. She saw the building and everything.
[Main 3]
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