Chix - Chapter 18: 'Victory?'Chix - Chapter 18: 'Victory?'16 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Review: Ciara, Ginger, Fabia, Alina, Ashia and Irice, so pretty much the whole Chix Club went to the mysterious lighting field in order to connect with the past olympian army to get a clue how to close the volcano meanwhile Luxa sends monsters to attack the girls but though Goddix they aren't strong enough anymore and the Chix win the first battle against Luxa!
On the yard…
Alina: How I hate waiting…
Ginger: I do too!
Ashia: Why are we actually waiting for her to attack? Huh? What was that?
Gracja: There! A ship of the red fountain!
A RF ship is arriving
Ciara: There’s Zack and all the other specialists!
Alina: Marvin what are you doing here?
Marvin: A little ‘Hey’ would be nice to!
Alina: Man, you know that I love you!
Marvin: Haha I do too! Well we are going to help you when Luxa attacks!
Carly: That’s very kind of you!
Ciara: Maybe we shouldn’t wait for Luxa attacking us…
Zack: You want to attack her?
Rose Garden ~ 01A muito tempo, esta escola foi fundada pela nossa antiga diretora Himeno Ai, eu me chamo Dalila, bem, vamos falar um pouco sobre a Rose Garden Academy, esta escola é considerada uma escola de elite pelo fato da maioria dos alunos serem ricos ou terem nomes importantes na sociedade .... mas não passa de uma escola comum e interna.Rose Garden ~ 0112 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Ela é divida em 4 casas , a Red Rose onde se residem os alunos mais brincalhões e competitivos, a Blue Rose alunos sérios e concentrados nos assuntos pessoais e são os melhores em questão de nota, a White Rose onde Mikos, Kamis, Samurais entre outras coisas , e a casa mais atual, a Black Rose ... não á muitos alunos nesta casa, afinal, nem todos são de acordo com o lado obscuro ali do meio ... mas enfim, hoje teríamos alguns alunos novos ....
Le Diretora – BOM DIA MEUS AMADINHOS !! *aparece fazendo mó cena XD*
Le galera da Red Rose – UHULL !! *fazendo a festa
I love EinsteinHe was , from what we can gather, a very humble man, a every body person, he had a lot of philosophy that was simple enough for everyone to grasp and appreciate. He once said that he treated everyone equally, whether that person was a janitor or a fellow theoretical physicist. He was a man that could put his ego aside, be humble of his genius, and really, when you read an Einstein quote, it's parted wisdom that can apply to most people in their lives, no matter who they are. He wasn't an egotistical man. He was both a teacher and a student of his own philosophy, wisdom and science. He was very open minded, never assumed he was an authority or knew the absolute truth or reasoning behind the universe. ( God)I love Einstein12 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
He once stated that everyone is equally wise and foolish before God.
He wasn't a pretentious man,he didn't get lost within himself, he'd place others before him, often be considerate of others when he dwell within himself, no matter how deeply. I admire him for his emotional intellig
Forgotten Soldiers: NotreName with Title: Corporal Jock NotreForgotten Soldiers: Notre16 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Date of Birth: September 26, 1920
Place of Birth: Bordeaux, France
Occupation: British Special Operations Executive operative, French Foreign Legion
Position: Chief Comm-Officer for Alpha Squadron, Field Agent
Biography: After the Great War, Jock joined the French Foreign Legion to further explore the uncharted regions of Africa and make claims for French territory. His inventive way of decoding encrypted messages and telegraph letters proved useful to French forces and was later enlisted by their British allies and into the SOE. While only being proficient with a pistol, his technical expertise were essential to Alpha Squadron's endeavors in defeating the Third Reich.
THOMARIE- UNA APUESTA INOLVIDABLE 9MARIE: QUE LINDA CANCIONTHOMARIE- UNA APUESTA INOLVIDABLE 918 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
¿?: TE GUSTO?
MARIE: ME ENCANTO………………………………………………………………JACKSON
JACKSON: GRACIAS AMOR
JACKSON: SI PORQUE ERE MI NOVIA
MARIE: JAJA OK JACKY
JACKSON: SOBRE ESO AY ALGO QUE TE DEBO DECIR
MARIE: SI? QUE ES?
JACKON: ES SOBRE THOMAS
MARIE: SI? QUE PASA CON EL?
JACKSON: PUES ES QUE LO ESCUCHE DECIR QUE TU ERES MUY VOLUBLE Y QUE SOLO TE GUSTA SER EL CENTRO DE ATENCION………… (FINGUIENDO TRISTEZA)
MARIE: QUE? EL DIJO ESO? (CON LAGRIMAS EN LOS OJOS)
JACKSON: SI Y LO PEOR DE TODO ES QUE SE LO DECIA A JAZZ Y ELLA SOLO SE SORPRENDIO Y SE FUE, EN NINGUN MOMENTO TE DEFENDIO
MARIE: BUENO……… GRACIAS POR LA CANCION JACKSON…………… YA ME IRE A DORMIR MEJOR YA VE A TU CASA
JACKSON: OKEY AMOR (LA BESA) DULCES SUEÑO
Prejuidice against the unknownIt's hard to know where to begin. I'm 25 years old . I wouldn't know what to say, how to put it. I've taken it on myself to try to find explanations to something that I experienced in which has no explanation and so I can't really be sure what it is that I have experienced. I can't be sure who will believe me or how open minded I should be or others should be. I try not to be open minded so that I become delusional, I try to remain simple and objective but still invoke my imagination. I find theories to explain these events which are convincing but no where near as convincing as what has been experienced. First hand experience, empirical experience, often in my opinion the best part of an investigation. There are feelings, intuitions involved in life, that guide us, even in science. Einstein believed in intuition as well as Tesla.Prejuidice against the unknown15 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
I look to what is natural , within the natural universe and even question how certain we are as a whole in the natural world and the way it is believed to fu
Bad ComedyComedia mala/Bad ComedyBad Comedy3 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Solo era una mañana de verano, todos los niños jugaban, era el paraiso ver al sol brillar y escuchar las risas de los pequeños. Los hermanos Luis y Carmen apesar de sus diferencias eran muy unidos Luis era un chico de 14 años, tranquilo y rara vez sonreia siempre tenia esa cara larga en la escuela no tenia ningun amigo siempre su hermana estaba a su lado, Carmen de 11 años, al contrario era simpatica, jugetona, tenia muchos amigos pero ella siempre queria estar con su hermano mayor, ellos dos vivian en una zona fuera de la ciudad.
Le dije a mi hermanito que jugaramos a la busqueda del tesoro, Luis pregunto tan curioso ¿y que se pupone que buscaremos? bueno yo habia enterado una caja hace 4 años y pense que seria dibertido jugar con lo que contenía adentro, despues de horas caminando le dije a mi hermanito -aqui es- empese a cabar lo mas rapido que pude Luis no se quedo hay parado, el siempre
The Outsiders OC- MochaName: Mocha (Monica) Jones. Her real name is Monica but mostly everyone calls her by her nickname, Mocha. She was given this nickname because it is the same shade as her hair, and she has a love for mocha flavored things.The Outsiders OC- Mocha7 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Height: 5ft 3in
Weight: about 112
Eyes: brown with slight tinge green
Hair: brown, mocha shade. Medium-length, naturally slight wave, usually curls it, pouf in front
Appearance/ Attire: slim, lean/ slightly muscular build. Usually wears leather jacket, flannels, jeans, t-shirts, and converse or boots and wears a bandanna tied around her hair
Personality: short-tempered and snappy at times. Can be a bit sarcastic and funny. She's not too smart but uses her common sense. She can also be sweet and sensitive when she wants to be.
Backstory: She moved from Texas to Tulsa, Oklahoma not too long ago, to live her with her grandparents. Has a younger brother named Sam, age 12, who she has to watch out for, as he can be a bit silly and gets himself into trou
El peluche - Cap. 2: Padrastro. Parte 1Lo miré.El peluche - Cap. 2: Padrastro. Parte 19 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Era un señor de unos años 46 años, de pelo negro y ojos grises claros. Era alto, más que yo por unos centímetros. Traía puesta una camisa roja de cuadros negros, pantalones azul marino y zapatos cafés. Tenía poco pelo y nos veía completamente serio. Él se encontraba sentado en una silla del comedor, a lado de la cocina. Tenía una taza de café en una mano.
Algo había mal.
Me acerqué a él sin pensar, mi cuerpo se movía solo.
Mi madre se me acercó preocupada. Ella también lo miraba pero de una forma diferente a mí, ella lo conocía.
-Ismael… –Se acercó más y me intentó tomar del hombro derecho.
Apenas lo tocó cuando…ocurrió. Reaccioné de forma agresiva y golpeé al señor en el pecho con el puño. El reaccionó igual pero peor. Lo seguí golpeand
Forgotten Soldiers: MullingarName with Title: Sergeant Liam MullingarForgotten Soldiers: Mullingar11 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Date of Birth: October 3, 1913
Place of Birth: Dublin, Ireland
Occupation: British Special Operations Executive operative, Irish Republican Army member
Position: Enforcer for Alpha Squadron, Field operative
Biography: When Liam first entered this world, his father forced him to take an oath to die for Ireland with the Irish Republican Army. This oath would prove to be useless as Ireland won independence before he reached the age of ten. Always dreaming of one day being a hero in warfare like the great Cuchulain, Mullingar joined the military. After displaying brute strength in situations most other men would run from, it earned him the recruitment into the SOE in 1940. His deadly effectiveness with close quarters would later earn him a position within Alpha Squadron.
Following Orange Peels Ch. 0 pt. 1Following Orange PeelsFollowing Orange Peels Ch. 0 pt. 112 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Ch. 0 (intro) Part 1
This story is going to be about a family during the Great Depression. THIS IS NOT A FANFICTION!!! Setting: USA Time: Summer of 1933
Rating: ages 13+ (length, vocabulary, and language)There will also be no erotic stuff in the story. I want to keep it PG-13. Each part of the story will be around 5 chapters, depending on their length. I'm aiming to have at least 5 parts, that's why I said the length was an issue. Anyway its character time!
Anna Baker: 11 years old. Brown hair and black eyes. Just leaving the 5th grade. Tall for her age. Is also the narrator of the story.
Josh Baker: 16 years old. Brown hair, one grey eye and one blue eye. Going into his sophomore year in high school. Tall as well. Loves to poke fun at Anna, but means well.
Sarah Baker: Head of the Baker clan. 38 years old. Braided brown hair and grey eyes. Rather strong. Always wears an apron.
Ms. Goodwin: Anna's 5th grade teacher. 61 years old with greying hair and
AR.....code named Black Eternal Saviormy name? you all know it.......... all too well. this is a story about that very same name. the very same boy. but he got what he wished for. he became the being code named "Black Savior".......his real name? the very same as mine. -"Black Eternal Savior"/tdbreslawskiAR.....code named Black Eternal Savior13 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
you all know my name by now. you all know the worlds i made. genetic rewrite. the village. terminal activation. digital failure...even if those arn't truly made by me.....i've bent them to my wish...but some where I've become who i originally created. yeah. i mean that. i do really believe in us creating people when we imagine who we want to be. and now, as stupid as it is......we all want to be somebody else. now, enough of my rambling. here's a story of a boy becoming what he wanted. even paying the price for it. here's the story of my artist rendition.
we start out with the boy we're all fa
Character ListThe following names are fictitious, therefore are of my own creation. These are the men and women in my work-in-progress novel. Let it be noted that a good number of characters may surface in the future. Let it also be noted that if you steal my work, I will have your head on a silver platter.Character List15 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
John Booker Smith
Matthew Charlie Alexander
Marko Ilyich Ulyanov
Cassandra Elizabeth Malone
Maria Claire Whiting
Joseph Peter Whiting
Min Hua Yu
Adelphos Cyril Komnenos
Linda Wilma Klemperer
Portia Vivian Berg
Victoria Daisy Clarke
Arman Safwan Wasem
Abani Sarasi Chakrabarti
Christopher Gordon Nimitz
Juliet Clarice Dawson
Miranda Helen Sinclair
Margaret Frieda Newman
Franklin Wallace Picot
Erwin Hermann von Schirach
Kenneth Gerald Abbott
Salvatore Richard Rhodes
Frederick Samuel Wright
Miriam Harriet Valois
Loraine Catherine Rand
Gerald Jericho Alexander
CaughtCaughtCaught17 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
A bell rang and the door opened revealing a man clad in tall boots and a long coat. He entered and looked around nervously. Spotting an empty table in the back, he shuffled his way over and took a seat. The man had a sharp angular face and a large hat that hid his eyes. His clothes were dirty and dust covered his boots. A waitress approached him and asked if he wanted a drink. He ordered a bottle of whiskey but he avoided looking directly at her. She disappeared with his order and he leaned back against the chair and closed his eyes. Exhaustion gripped him but his mind raced from events past. Flashes of men screaming, fires burning and guns firing burned into his mind’s eye. He winced as if the memories hurt him physically. He shuddered and opened his eyes to see the waitress arrive with his drink. He paid her and took the bottle. For a minute he just stared at it, and remembered sitting down with the same bottle of whiskey, only a few days earlier. He tipped
WIP: The Lonely TravelerThe Lonely TravelerWIP: The Lonely Traveler18 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Chapter 1: The Day Their World Changed Forever
I awoke to the sound of galloping horses and screams. Even on the second floor, the house was rumbling and I could smell smoke. Practically jumping out of bed, I dressed as fast as I could, while simultaneously trying to shake my twin sister awake. My mother had told me that if bandits ever came to our village, Cynthia and I should get in our clothes, grab our younger brother, Morgan, and run. Mother and Father were gone now, but that plan remained. However, that plan depended upon Cynthia actually waking the heck up! Fully clothed, I took one of my boots and started smacking her with it while hurriedly trying to put on the other boot. As Cynthia finally woke up, I heard some men break down the front door, shouting angrily.
“Cynthia!” I said, urgently.
“I’m hurrying! Get Morgan!” She said, grabbing her shoes. I nodded, running out of our room. Praying the men wouldn’t come upstairs, I
SemanticsEverything and anything dissolves within it's own self, even when dissolving within it's opposite , or within another person, object, thing. The beginning of time , dissolves the ending dissolving the beginning, dissolving all that may occur between as dissolving. All that occurs is as tears are in the rain, a white ghost in a white light. The present dissolves the past as the past dissolves the present dissolving the past. Like tears fall in the way, realities are both certain and uncertain as they dissolve within their certainty and uncertainty within their eternal essence. The certain of what is observed is dissolved within the uncertain in what is dissolved dissolving the certain. What we observe, measure exists simply put, but even so it's uncertain dissolving within the eternal essence.Semantics20 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Like mirrors all things exist within essence, and like all mirrors are a reflection of the eternal illusion dissolving the eternal reality dissolving the eternal illusion.
TnM la de la mala suerteCelular de MarieTnM la de la mala suerte23 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Marie lo agarró con alivio: disculpen ya vuelvo – se fue a otro lugar a contestar – hola
Xx: soy Boris
Marie: Boris que paso- volvió con los demás y se apoyó en una de las mesas
Boris: Marie mi contrato se venció y tardaran 1 año en recuperarlo no podremos hacer el concierto lo siento- dijo decepcionado de sí mismo el hombre
Marie salió de su shock: QUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!- dijo sin creerlo
Boris: lo siento podrías decirle a los demás yo no podría decírselo me matarían – Marie solo suspiro
Marie: bien bien yo les digo no conoces a algún bajista para no cancelarlo – dijo ya desesperada
Boris: si pero todos están es España- suspiro
Marie: gracias de todas formas – colgó todos la miraban de forma extraña
Phineas: todo bien Marie????- dijo el padre preocupado
[RPG-Stuck] Journal d'une rate 4 Je me suis faite une kismesis. Surprenant hein ? Je perds mon matesprite, et gagne une kismesis ! Je la tuerais bien pour le récupérer si ça fonctionnait comme ça, mais elles me manqueraient elle et sa connerie. Non, sincèrement. C'était tellement marrant de la voir se détourner de ses principes de soit disant « Libératrice » du petit peuple en essayant de me tuer. Et le répète sans cesse, qu'elle veut me tuer, madame je protège les Lowbloods. Il n'empêche que je dois l'avouer, elle s'est bien battue. Sauf qu'une de mes plaies s'est infectée, celle à mon épaule. J'espère que ça s'arrangera au plus vite pour ne pas me retrouver avec un bras en moins, et puis au pire j'irais voir Alphya. Je n'ai pas tellement compris son pouvoir, mais apparemment elle peut guérir ? Bref, j'irais le lui demander.[RPG-Stuck] Journal d'une rate 422 hours ago in Profiles More Like This
Enfin, en tout cas,