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In the Weekly Spotlight
Every week, on Wednesday, LitRecognition will be featuring the last week's Daily Deviations. They are wonderful pieces, and deserve that little extra boost of attention. Take a look-see, and give these wonderful people the Literature Community Love, if you haven't already! :hooray:
10/11/18
EphemeralEloquence

10/12/18
anxiousawkward

10/13/18
NamelessShe

10/14/18
Goddess-of-Gales

10/15/18
FragmenteDreams

10/16/18
Koahara

10/17/18
lykosonette
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Alpha Queen- Die Lochis
[Richtofen]:
Sie ist eher ein bisschen schüchtern
Samstags Abend eher nüchtern
Und ihre Lache ist ihr peinlich
Und in der Dusche singt sie heimlich
Sie ist keine die es offen sagt
Oder mit den neuen Sneaker prahlt
Sie ist gerne mal allein
Muss nicht immer die Erste sein
Sie ist 'n bisschen so wie du
Und 'n bisschen unvergleichbar
Sie ist 'n bisschen so wie du
Ey sie ist unerreichbar
Meine Alpha Queen
Sie hat Applaus verdient
Auch wenn keiner außer mir das in ihr sieht
Ja, meine Alpha Queen
Sie hat viel mehr verdient
Ja sie ist, sie ist, meine Alpha Queen
Ja meine Alpha Queen
Sie hält sich gerne mal zurück
Auch wenn man denkt sie wär verrückt
Sie macht sich leise Gedanken
Will niemals zu viel verlangen
Und wenn sie irgend was will
Ist es laut wild oder schrill
Trägt nicht gerne nen Bikini
Weil ihr die Blicke zu viel sind
Sie ist 'n bisschen so wie du
Und 'n bisschen unvergleichbar
Sie ist 'n bisschen so wie du
Ey sie ist unerreichbar
Meine Alpha Q
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Cherry Fanfic: The Travel!

The volcano was getting ready to explode and then all the village went to the frozen peak for stay there for a while (obviously taking all of their Belongings and leaving their homes)
Cherry: I remember those times in frozen peak!
Cristian: this happens all the times in Fall and we return in Winter!!
Eustaquio:!IM FREEZING!
Octavio: and how Jackie could take the things?
Fernando: About?
Octavio: About Quartzy and Eliot...
Fernano: what? i cant see nothing wrong
Octavio: Havent you remember!? Uncle Joseph Scolded our father knowing that me! you! Eustaquio! and Cherry!! we are adopted!!! 
Fernando: Whooa!! Octavio!! Brother!! calm down!!
Octavio: isnt natural for them... 
Elizabeth: Come On! Uncle Octavio! everything will be fine!! at least we are a numerous family counting Batty! also! where is Batty!?
Batty: *comes Out from Cherry's Hair HELLOOOO THERE FROM THE WORLD OF THE HAIR!! UwU!! 
Elizabeth: hehe there you are!!
Batty: so here is the
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Labyrinth - Room of Quest Giver

She waited day in and day out for adventurers to come and seek her out, looking for the next thrill they could get. Sometimes she took her true form. Other times she chose to slip in to her human skin. It all depended on her mood as well as the atmosphere the parties who entered town would give off. It varied with each adventurer who would come to her. She enjoyed watching them as they came and went, often times wishing she could follow them out in to the world and see what they could see. There were many times that she feared for a party or an individual's wellbeing. Her task was not too difficult but could prove to be dangerous in inexperienced hands. There were times when she was surprised and adventurers would return, beaten and bruised but with high spirits thanks to their success. And of course there were the ones who never made it home at all, lost in the cruelty of the space she had sent them.
Her ears perked then as she turned to see a
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Individualising Our Koopa NPCs For Great Victory
There is a rotten NPC meme going around.
I thought it was brilliant until I realised that it's quite offensive and detrimental to my own efforts with the Koopa Troopas of Koopa Kingdom.
So here are my thoughts and efforts on why KoopaTV is very individualistic and pro-freedom, despite simultaneously supporting a monarchy in Koopa Kingdom.
https://www.koopatv.org/2018/10/individualising-koopa-npcs-for-victory.html
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Before I become to Vampire Chapter 7
Four hours after lunch, Kenshin returns from the mission. He put his gun down on the entrance commode. He looks around where his little brothers are. He climbs the ladder to the loft and sees how his little brothers have been quietly busy. Lacus and Noel painted a nice picture on a large paper. While Lee and Chester look sadly on the phone. "Hi, what happened, where is Lucas going?" Kenshin asked the boys. "Mikaela was here, he distracted us while the Ferid abducted Lucas," Lacus tells the event. "I understand Lucas is not a normal person, he's half human and half devil, vampires are scared of the devil, so Ferid probably dumped him somewhere outside of the sanguinem, Chester I can have your cell phone, I'd text Lucas. Call my parents and tell them to pick up Lucas in Koyoto. "Kenshin told the boys.
"That's why he's so aggressive and cheeky at times, but why does not he have horns and tails like a normal devil?" The Chester asks. "It depends on the hormones at a later age. As a child,
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My Recommendation, Blue Exorcist Manga Age Rating
If you want to READ Blue Exorcist [not watch it, I haven't seen the anime]:
The age ranking on the back of the book is teen + and online it says 16+, but if you're OK with a little black and white blood and a demon possessing someone you're probably good, I WOULD NOT RECOMMEND to people who get easily scared, hates any bad language whatsoever [some of this is used, none of the big one which I bet you can guess but a character does give someone a rude hand signal in vol.2], etc. There is a character who wears an incredibly skimpy, bikini-like outfit but I think that is all, I recommend for mature teens at 13+ but if you are immature don't bother. Okay, thanks, I guess that's all.
[If I missed anything please comment, but no spoilers, I just finished vol.8!]
[I didn't know where to post this so it's here now]
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[Stygian ARPG] Room 013 - Room of Bad Luck

Room 013 - Room of Bad Luck
Bio Hazard



It started off with little things, little hints of the bad luck that would accumulate as Bio explored the room. A thick chain hung from the ceiling and one of the tips of his antlers looped into it snuggly, snapping his head back as he tried to walk forward. He could not see anything out of the ordinary attached to the metal chain however he could feel a slight tingle, a buzz run down his antlers to his head, as if there was an electric current running through it.
He stepped back, yanking his antlers free but then he felt something snap around his hindleg. He snapped around, jaws locked onto him however he couldn't see whatever was attacking him. He bucked and kicked behind him, hoping he would feel his hooves connect with whatever it may be and free himself however his free leg sunk into something thick. As if behind him was nothing but thick jelly, sucking him in and pulling at him, he tr
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Titan-Tale Chapter 2: The Change
"So wait...she...know me?" Zero Confused,
"You didn't know her because you didn't know her name. Alya, remember?" His Uncle said,
"Alya? But...she...she didn't tell us about her daughter. But why? why she didn't tell us?"
His Uncle explain it,
"Because she don't want her daughter know by other people, even to someone she trust. Many humans live here care of them self. Monsters, too. But not all monsters, you know. But what i know, Human's knowledge and their strong physics used to the wrong way. But true humans use it for Peace and their defense to their humankind."
"So...If she keep it a secret for Nina's sake, i understand..."
"Zero?" Nina ask,
"Zero what's wrong?" Nina ask twice,
"I...I...I need to rest for a while..." Zero said with feel nothing,
"I...I understand. You can take a rest now..." Nina said,
"Thank you, Nina..."
 Before Zero leave them, Hi Uncle trying to say something.
"But Zero..."
"Huh?"
"I'm warning you. Don't dare show your face to other pe
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LitRecognition: In the Weekly Spotlight
Every week, on Wednesday, LitRecognition will be featuring the last week's Daily Deviations. They are wonderful pieces, and deserve that little extra boost of attention. Take a look-see, and give these wonderful people the Literature Community Love, if you haven't already! :hooray:
10/11/18
EphemeralEloquence

10/12/18
anxiousawkward

10/13/18
NamelessShe

10/14/18
Goddess-of-Gales

10/15/18
FragmenteDreams

10/16/18
Koahara

10/17/18
lykosonette
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Giant Unaware Cow
Ahhh, the outdoors. So beautiful. The grass swaying in the blowing wind, the clouds having a slow race across the sky, the sun beaming down on everyone's happy faces. Even the animals embraced the beautiful outdoors. Anyway, there was a farm in Spilkington City. The farmer that lived there only had one cow. That was all he could afford. The farmer grew very sick, and he died very soon. His wife, Julia, was left to take care of the cow. It was a nice, sunny morning on Spilkington Farm. The cow was standing in the barn, waiting for Julia to wake up and give her some hay. She just stood there and swished her tail at random intervals. In a hay bale nearby, there was something moving around. It popped out through the top and it appeared to be a tiny person, about 2 inches tall. Out popped another one, and another one. Eventually there were 9 of them in total. They had no clue where they were or what they were doing, so they decided to explore. They rolled down the giant bale of hay and land
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New stories I found on Wattpad
I found these two stories on wattpad. One is made by my friend:
https://www.wattpad.com/story/162018606-batimtale
The other I found beforehand:
https://www.wattpad.com/story/109885354-undertale-meets-batim-bendy-and-the-ink-machine
You guys should check them out. They are pretty good stories and it would help the authors out a lot.
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Monstober Day 17: Cardinal Witches
Our final Ozian is based on the witches of Oz. Over the years, I’ve seen a few interpretations of the witches, all of which imply that they’re something a little more than just magically inclined humans. The short lived tv series “Emerald City”, for example, portrays them as an all female species with a single individual giving birth to new witches like a queen bee (the bee imagery shows quite a bit when the witches are involved). Of course, in my interpretation, the term “witch” is a nonbinary species name, meaning that there can be male witches as well. The witches are separated into the four corners of Oz, where the practice their own unique brand of magic (witches of the west, for example, are masters of pyromancy). While the witches are the rulers of their respective realms, they’ve recently had to contend with some mysterious individual who has taken over the Emerald City who has the whole of Oz in his thrall, some upstart usurper calling
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I have some Danganronpa ocs..
But I have no clue what to do with them.
Remade a group of survivors from a killing game. If anyone wants to draw them or any of the people that didn't survive this killing game, I'll be happy to provide information about the group.
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Black ops 4
So...if y’all got bo4, how is it?
I myself love it but it does test my patience with lag.
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THE LOBOTOMY-A HORROR STORY
 The Following is a work of fiction I take no responsibility for any nightmares u may have you have been warned 
There was a little boy named Joey Bones he was 12 years old and he was a very frail and sick child little joey's mommy and daddy never had very much money but they still tried to send little joey to a hospital that they could afford the only problem was that little Joey suffered from Nosocome Phobia ( a fear of hospitals)  gynophobia ( the fear of women ) and Hemophobia ( the fear of blood) little joey pleaded with his parents not to be sent to the hospital but he was ignored and so little Joey Bones was sent to Fairing Thee Well  Hospital " a place where the sick among us are put in the Best of care" little Joey paased through the gate separating the hospital from the outside world when suddenly the Gate swung shut  Little joey started to cry while the sound of organ music could be heard as the cold wind blew  Joey
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Reading: Caddie Woodlawn
This book was first published in 1935. I found this at the library. The book is by Carol Ryrie Brink.
It’s historical fiction and is based on her grandmother Caddie Woodhouse. I’m only on chapter 10 right now. When I finish this book, I’m watching the movie. I really love it and I love the way this book smells. I would actually recommend reading this.
Now given the date it was written in, there are terms that aren’t considered PC, meaning that half Native American kids are called half breeds. So a warning to those who want to read it.
The fact that this is based on true event is what I really like. I love historical fiction, I always have.
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How Sawyer And Arial Met (Chapter 9)
Arial woke up later, she could see anything, everything was dark, she felt like something was over her face, she couldn’t move, she felt like she was strapped down, she kept struggling but she couldn’t break out. She felt leather straps around her wrists & ankles. she heard footsteps, she could feel the breath of someone hovering over her face, it moved away & took the blindfold off.
Collins: hello darling.
Arial: *growl*….
Collins: a wild one, huh? I bet you remember me? From the day before yesterday I believe?
She didn’t say anything but she kept growling. She tried jumping at him but she was tied down. All he did was laugh at her struggle.
Collins: aw, keep trying, not gonna be useful for you, sadly.
Arial:…….
Collins: now, if I remember, I was experimenting on an dead human body who somehow seemed to still be alive, sadly he was taken away from us as you see from you, & I can also recall you killing a large armor that of my employees,
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Fading Inspiration
So many ideas, yet no motivation to start them. So many started projects that never get finished. Not that I don't want to finish them. I just don't feel there's a point... My heart aches and clutches from anxiety every day as I stare at my unfinished masterpieces. My art means everything to me... So, why is it starting to feel so overwhelming and like a time waster? Maybe I'm not getting enough in return from what I put out?... Or maybe my depression is starting to drown me and I don't even notice my lungs filling with water...
I feel so empty inside anymore... I don't know what happened... it's like, the last bit of light in me finally died...Leaving me hollow.
Maybe that's why... Because the emotions I do have... have become hollow and faded. And all of my art is around emotion... How can I create when I do feel anything at all? Not even sadness... Just unbearable tiredness and agitation for everything.
Even breathing makes me feel overwhelmed...
What's happening to me?  H
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Letter to the World
Dear Viewers to the World,
            I am a fan-fiction/author, that once was claimed to be platinum-wings201. But I was entirely have been logged out from the previous profile that I once was in and I won’t be able to get back in…since I have lost the memory of my previous profile log-in.
            Even if I have lost my profile, but I will continue to write both fan-fiction and non-fan-fiction stories outside of the system. Personally. Because I am still will be platinum-wings201 by heart.
            If everyone has the same problem as I am right now, you the viewers could understand how it feels. How hard it is for me or to you viewers, how it is hard to remember or to be logged out from your previous profile and begun to create a new profile that would be replacing of the one that you believe that is th
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Exploration: Part 16
  Actra knocked on the door to the quaint little home. It looked small from the outside, but was quite spacious on the inside. 
   Stendhal opened the door, looking a bit stunned. “...Umm...”
  “Oh, I just-, um, I left...my saddle bags here...when you, you took me to see Ombre,” Actra explained.
   “Ah, yes.” Stendhal popped back inside the house before opening the door. “You can come in if you want.” 
  “Oh. Thanks.” Actra walked inside and looked around. To her surprise, she didn’t spot her saddle bags where she thought she’d left them. 
   Stendhal mumbled to himself as he looked around. “I know I just saw some somewhere.” He looked under a chair and shouted, “Is Fresca still here?” 
 “I don’t think so,” a voice answered from another room, but a close room. “I think she went to show your aunt and
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Rain
Kara had planned to visit Matt today, but when she woke up. She felt only strong melancholy. She turned to face her calendar, today was the 20th of September. Kara frowned seeing that. She looked out the window, it was pouring rain. She sighed and walked into the kitchen, opening a cabinet and pulling out a pile of sealed envelopes. They were all ready to send at a moment's notice with different names on them. She walked across the room and put them all in her backpack gently before zipping it shut. She grabbed her umbrella and walked out. Looking at the exit of her apartment complex, she hesitated. She had planned to take Matt to that bowling alley she and Chris loved. The letters would take until tomorrow to send out anyway, she'd take them to the post office then go spend an evening with Matthew. She opened the door and walked out, opening her umbrella before anything else. Kara walked into the post office and made sure the information on the envelopes was correct before putting the
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