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A World for the Six of Us Chapter 1I open my eyes to see a square sun rising in a blocky world. Tamer, Megan, Zander, Raven, and Austin are all around me, groggily rubbing their eyes. “Guys,” I say to them as they wake up slowly. “We’re in-“
“Minecraft!” Megan shouts, interrupting me.
The five of them erupt into exclaims of confusion and fascination before I open my inventory. I’m slightly surprised at how huge my pockets are, but the words in the sky saying You have earned the achievement Taking Inventory stops us all.
“How did you do that?” Raven asks me.
“I opened up my inventory,” I reply.
Raven turns to a nearby tree and starts punching it. Soon enough, it turns to a smaller block and falls onto the ground for her to pick up. You have earned the achievement Getting Wood. The words disappear after a while.
“Is anyone here against deforestation of this area?” Austin asks. After a few seconds of silence, we get to work pu
What School Is Really TeachingSchool is a wonderful place.
Kids are taught
Skills they'll need for later in life
With a few extra thrown in there
That they can do great things.
If they can survive that is.
School is just a name
Tell the students
To keep them encouraged.
But school is NOT wonderful
Explain to me how
Miles and miles of chains,
Is a wonderful thing?
Explain to me how
Students are expected to succeed
When all they hear
Is words of hate,
Explain to me how
Students can thrive
In an environment
That only teaches
The fact that girls have to be:
Dating the best guy,
And if they aren't,
They have to do something
They can to be
I'm not a guy,
So I can't say what it's like for them,
But from what I've heard,
As long as you're the biggest d,
Both in the body part and personality,
School is teachin
To All Girls Popular and UnpopularTo all of the popular girls:
You know who you are
I can list your names
Right off the top of my head
You know who you are,
You know people pay attention to you,
And you know you’re pretty
But did you know there are people around you,
They can just have your looks,
Just for a day—
Just for one day?
Not your little followers,
Who chase after you like a lost puppy
Tell you you’re pretty
And call themselves fat just to make you skinnier,
But people with low self-esteem
They’re out there,
And their numbers are not short
And I used to be there.
But now that I can see
See what you do
What you say
Even what you feel
I’m my own role model
I’m my own popular girl
I’m my own brand of pretty
And my new wish
My new want
My new hope
Is that girls like me
Will know that they are pretty too
To all of the girls who wish to be popular:
Christmas Rage.Yeah I get it.
You don't have to rub it in.
I'm only a teenager.
I don't know everything.
So lay off the hate.
It's not my fault I'm the way I am.
I'm my own person
And I can do
Whatever I wanna do,
Write whatever I wanna write.
So next time you got something to say
That will make you feel better
And not in the way giving someone a Christmas present will,
Because we have feelings too.
Role PlayA dream of a little rainbow butterfly woke Chyanne up. It was 2:56 in the morning, but she didn't feel tired anymore. There was something off about the air. Crawling out of bed, Chy grabbed a knife from a drawer on her nightstand and felt the urge to pull her kimono-like pajamas tighter around herself, but it was hotter the closer she got to the hallway. She poked her head out of her bedroom, but there was nothing. A faint, ghost-like cry from upstairs sent her to investigate further. Clyra, her best friend Anna's Chadelure, was floating at the top of her stairs.
"Chy..." Clyra said in her mystical voice. "Come with me..."
"What is it?" Chy asked. Pokemon didn't usually randomly show up to her house in the middle of the night.
"Where is she?"
Chy stopped for a moment. Images of the ghosts clouded her head before she shook it, as if that would shake them out. "Wait here." She went back downstairs and pounded on her older brother Dimentio's bedroom door.
Risky Rewards Part 2: Decision 2You hide behind some nearby trees as the man walks by, oblivious to the fact that you're standing right there. When he's gone, you take another look at what's around you. You know you need food and water. Looking around a little bit, you notice an apple tree. As your stomach growls, you pick a ripe one.
But should you eat it?
You're not native to this land. What if it's poisonous to you? Or do you want to stop those hunger pains that will soon be slowing you down?
Risky Rewards Part 2: Decision 1You decide to approach the man you see in the distance. "Hello," you call out, not really knowing if he's going to know English or not. He speeds up, quickly closing the distance between you two. As soon as you're within arm's reach, he grabs your wrist and holds you captive with an inhuman force.
"Who are you?" he asks in a deep voice. You now notice how much bigger he is compared to you. There are bigger humans back home, but this...man is a danger right now. "How did you get here?"
"I don't know," you reply. "I just woke up here."
"That doesn't tell me who you are!"
He starts pulling you in the direction of where he came from. What will you do? Let him take you, fight back, or get away?
MotherlessTired of letting that pesky Lucas and his friends get all the needles? Take control of the Masked Man yourself and stop the good from getting the dragon's power for themselves! Join the Pigmasks to bring the truth back to Nowhere Islands, while finding out about your past along the way. Who will succeed? You or the evil Lucas?
"I found you on your deathbed, clinging to life like you left something behind. So I had no choice but to take you in. Only a creature of evil would leave you to die. You see, you are no mistake. You are the key to my plan to bring order back to Nowhere Islands. These people need the truth. If they keep living like they have been, their pasts will never be uncovered. Now, will you join me?"
Yes. The people will learn the truth, I promise.
No. I need to find out about my own past before showing everyone else theirs.
The cover depicts the Masked Man with his hand on one of the needles on the right side, along with his Pigmasks behind him, and Lucas an
Risky Rewards Part 1All you remember is the burning. You don't know if you actually were or not, but your entire body felt like it was being engulfed by flames. The agonizing heat tore your skin off little by little, burning every cell until there was nothing left but the black. Sweet and relieving blackness.
But now you're here. Here being some place that resembles Earth but couldn't possibly be. It's too...perfect. The sky is too blue, clouds too fluffy, plants too green. You're in another dimension; it's not quite parallel, not quite disconnected. It's just there, and you're just here. As you stand and take a look around, you see you're in a field. There are a few trees scattered around, but what really piques your interest is the path you can see just a few feet in front of you. In both directions it continues farther than you can see, but coming towards you, you notice a tiny figure.
It's a person. As he approaches, you can see he looks like a normal human being. That's good.
There's still eno
Voice Box.I was tired, but i had to keep walking. My feet hurt and they felt as if they were bleeding, and they probably were.
With each step, i felt as if i was another world away. I looked ahead, the streets glowed from the overhead shine of streetlights.
"Where was I?" I began to ask myself, but i quickly realized i didn't care.
Anything was better than the alternative.
My revolving questions became "What street am I on?", as i looked around, i saw no indication of a sign, but i trudged on anyway.
I ran away from home, most kids say they will do it, but they always chicken out.
I was surprised i did it.
It was tempting to go back, but i didn't. Its been 3 days, i have been living off the $15 i stole from my mothers purse, and it's been far too late for me to walk home and try to pretend nothing happened.
Its hard to imagine, 3 straight days of walking, (except for the 3-4 hours i slept a night).
I could already imagine "The have you seen me" poster
It would say my name in bold print, Ph
Into The NightmareInto The Nightmare
InuXKag one shot
"You never know what you have till you've lost it," -Alyson Noel
It was a perfect day. The air was clear and fresh, the sun was shining bright with no clouds in sight, and the birds and bees were flying around with no threat. All in all the day was exactly what Inuyasha needed; that and his wife, Kagome.
She had come back just six months prior and made his life absolutely complete. He had made every day count; loving her, being with her, spending almost every second with her. Something he had failed to do three years ago. She was his best friend and forever his.
However, today he would have to spend some time away from her slaying a demon a few miles east. It had been terrorizing neighboring villages and disrupting crops. The villagers weren't too happy and wanted it to stop. That was when Inuyasha and Miroku agreed to help.
He kissed her goodbye this morning staying that he would make it up to her tonight. This was resulted from a long 'awe' fro
Creepypasta: The Greatest Show on Earth!
If your listening to this, warning: you have a choice to make. Continue on listening and learn the way of the circus or stop..and let it all be a mystery...if you choose to listen on..you'll be charged if you make it to the end...something awaits for you.
Come all to the greatest show on Earth!
The Ringmaster says day after day, Monday through Friday. He's sick and tired of saying that phrase over and over again. Who blames him?
Dare Devil's await their turn to bring the crowd up on their feet. Did you know that the "safety net" really isn't there? Hehe...it's all an illusion. If they fall....oh to bad. Do you believe me...you shouldn't believe a puppet or the puppeteer.
The Hairy Lady is next in line, what a beautiful soul she is. Many ask where does all that hair come from? I'll tell you...from others. The people who did not pay their way into the circus, the Bearded Lady rips all their hair out and t
Sunny (english)The couple was still in the room, in which the woman had brought their common child to the world. Right away, gave me the midwife that newborn child. I looked at it more closely. It was a girl. Bright skin, eyes still closed and she was still warmly, and in a healthy condition. She was perfect.
“They'll be surprised, when I doesn't show them the child”, said the midwife unsurely.
“Shall not disturb us further”, I though, and turned my back to her.
“Oh, ok then. What should I do?”, she asked me still with an uncertain voice.
“Go away! And let nobody come in here, no matter what you hear! You’ll stay also outside”, I reply.
I put the newborn now in the hands of the midwife, and took care that she didn’t go to the couple.
I took the scalpel, and hidden it behind my back. So I went to the apparently happy couple.
“What’s happening? Why aren’t we able to see our child?”, the man asked me easily outraged, whi
Strange dreamThis morning when I woke up, I had only been asleep for a few hours, I was still very tired, so I went back to sleep...and had quite a strange lucid dream...
My dream started with me standing in the middle of some town, in an estate filled with houses. I was standing in the middle of the road, some cars were parked outside a few of the houses but the whole place was quiet...too quiet. I looked around, it looked like it was evening time, the sky was dim, and the sun would be setting soon. None of the houses had their lights on. This town was completely empty. Not a single man, woman or child in sight. So I just stood there for a minute and looked ahead of me. Where the lines of houses ended, there was a small grassy patch, surrounded by trees. I took a few steps closer, and stood on the grass. Looking down I saw a square of dirt with no grass growing on it, and a large cardboard box with crude crayon drawings of sad looking children all over them, each one seemingly hol
(TF2) He's a Monster"Kill him," that voice mumbled inside the BLU's messed up and static filled head. "kill him and make me proud."
'Hey, Scout, what 'appened in-... ...S-son, what are you doin' with that there knife...?' The BLU Engineer carefully spoke, watching as his team-mate approached him with a blank and emotionless stare, his eyes reading nothing but hate and a loathing to kill, and even a tint of red sparkled in them. The Texas man had made the great mistake in investigating the bone-chilling screams of their Solider and Demoman from the kitchen area, only to find the boy standing over them, clutching tightly at the butcher's knife with blood splattered all over the place. As soon as they met eye contact, Scout had slowly started to stalk him, the knife remaining at his side.
'...' He tilted his head as he stared at him, as if trying to think his words through. His eyes remained slightly red, but he clutched the bloodied knife tighter. "Do the same to him as you did to Solider a
His MollThe woman standing in front of the Don was small and unassuming. Her dark hair pinned back into a tight bun at the nape of her, and her thin, pale fingers grasper tightly at the edge of her blazer, an obvious nervous tick.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your busy schedule Sir, but I was in need of telling someone who might be able to help me." she said quietly, her voice soft, sweet and frightened.
"No need to apologize sweetheart,I'm always obliged to help a member of the family. So tell me, what's going on Louise?"
The woman, Louise, took a deep breath, a hand twitching up towards where her thick, black bangs hung over one of her eyes.
"I uh...I don't know how to say it..." she pushed her fringe out of her face to reveal a dark purpled bruise circled her pale blue eye, so swollen her eye itself was nearly swollen completely shut.
"Louise...What? What happened?" the Don's voice was angry, though not at Lou.
"I-I was late with supper, it wasn't quite finished when he came home and he got real
Horror: Through the Looking Glass(WARNING: Strong themes involving death)
I had to say goodbye to her again today. I had to. It's been just like every other time so far. I watch the pain cross her features. I want to reach for her so badly but nothing seems to get through. It used to be really scary to watch her like this. I guess you get used to everything after a while no matter how painful it is.
I watch her make a slip knot and check it carefully. Her touch over the fabric is disturbingly gentle and warm. I want desperately to say something to her but I can't. All I can do is watch as she places the soft silk around her neck again. I want to scream at her but I know it won't do any good. She won't be able to hear me even if I do. It won't change anything at all.
I feel the cold air rush over me again as she opens the closet door and starts gathering clothing. It's like this every time but why can't I stop it! I feel sick and can taste bile rising into the back of my throat as she starts to carefully place the item
El origen de CS parte 5EL ORIGEN DE CS
Diario auditivo 5 de la doctora Eleanor
Los progresos que hemos hecho en estos meses han sido…… interesantes, al principio pensé que sería más fácil construir el prototipo para viajar entre universos con la ayuda de otros científicos, pero por desgracia solo lo complican más, siguen escépticos ante mis teorías, dudan mucho que el experimento funcione, pero por suerte, reciente mente descubrí algo interesante, existe un invento que crearon como arma para enfrentar a los hambrientos, básica mente tiene el aspecto de un machete electrificado que descarga una potente energía eléctrica, me di cuenta que con los ajustes necesarios y dividiendo el machete haciendo que tenga una forma en “V” puede crear suficiente energía para construir el prototipo, claro, este prototipo tendría un tamaño pequeño, no podríamos via
I aM nOt A gLiTcH.My sister played Pokemon Red. She went to Cinnabar. She ignored the warnings. She surfed. She got into a battle.
She caught a MissingNo.
She nicknamed it Vanellope from Wreck-it Ralph, one of our favorite Disney movies. To her surprise, none of the usual glitches occurred. She kept a journal of what happened, which I will copy here:
I caught a MissingNo., but strangely, none of the usual glitches are here. My sister Allison is sitting next to me, watching me play. I'm continuing to play normally. Wait, now I'm getting a weird feeling. It's like...Lavender Town is calling me, waiting for me.
I know this isn't a good idea, but I'm on my way to Lavender Town right now. I'm there, and the music is normal, but a text box just appeared.
"I wAnT tO pLaY, aNnA," Vanellope says.
"Y-you're just a g-glitch..." I whisper.
"WhAt DiD yOu JuSt CaLl Me? I aM nOt A gLiTcH. dO yOu WaNt To FeEl WhAt It FeElS lIkE tO bE uSeD aNd AbUsEd By ChIlDrEn ArOuNd ThE wOrLd?!"
Blue Eyes in FlamesWhen the prince sees the flower bloom from the palm of her hand, he orders her arrest.
She is only seven years old.
He takes the flower from her and keeps it, even though he knows he shouldn't. He puts it a vase, or, rather, his servant does that for him. The flower doesn't ever die, even years later.
It's dawn of a December morning, and he's cold. But still, he stands next to his father dutifully and looks at the little girl with blue eyes that are now black from seven nights sleeping on a cold, dungeon floor behind bars. They cut off her dark brown hair during that time. She's tied to the pyre, and there are seven guards around her, holding sharper swords than normal, not that she could get away. There's one man dressed in black holding an unlit torch, with a mask over his face to prevent his death. His father raises his arm, and the torch is lit.
She locks her gaze to his, and he blinks at her. It's like she expects him to prevent it. He couldn't, though, he can't. She scares him, w
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