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havoc(a handmaid fan song)listen up,
how can you escape what is already here,
time to see what you can do girl,
let the sparks fly.
all this green will change you,
you will be feared,
feared for what you are not.
listen to havoc,
see all the bodies,
everything that broke you,
run girl run.
see you later suckers,
look at you girl,
go go go go go,
now tell me you don't need this.
they would hate you,
listen to all the stories,
telling you of the greatness,
can't let them down can you.
"all i want to do is die",
that was an almost lie,
something in the air was wrong,
listen to me you all.
he says follow the lord,
he says it is all for the end,
he said it was not a lie,
all i can do is listen.
all i wanted to do was tell the girl,
purple was always the best,
listen to the stories,
they will help you one day.
look at how easy it was,
to break you,
piece by piece,
look at how you are now.
the stories kept you going,
they kept you on top,
you told the little troll inside,
told them to make the cring stop.
save her? (an aradia and tavros fansong)look at what she has done now give reason,
see her blue lies shown,
tavros i wish you well now that she is gone,
but something just isn't right.
look at me and then at her,
how is better for you,
ask yourself that,
turn away and come with me.
team charge is back to wipe out the scrounge,
look at all the pain she has caused,
she clipped your wings,
will you ever fly again.
look at me you idiot i want to say.
is this the price you pay,
you haven't done a thing,
leave her here.
she will die,
what i need for you to do is important,
save this time line again,
go god tier and save us from the king.
What i didn't see was an undying loyalty,
to that cruel girl,
he grabbed her and saved her,
look at how she saved us.
something in the air doomed us,
look at me and tell me,
we need heroes to save us all,
she is no hero you are.
look at what she has done,
she killed me,
sent her best friend packing.
she will stab you in the back one day,
i can't be their to save you,
i have to
of the light part 4I stare at Toran in disbelief, how can she think she can be going. She is hurt worse than i am. " What are you staring at fool".
I want to yell guard but i also want to watch what she tries to do. she mutters "umbra stamine" and she starts to dissipate. then the shadows stop and she grimaces.
"guard she woke up" i yell and a guard speeds in and holds up his shield with an intricate spell carved into the old wood. A blast of illuminated energy collides with the girl but instead of incapacitating her it binds her to the bed.
"stay here" the guard commands and smirks as he mutters to himself. it is almost silent but i can make out a thanks.
We sit in silence for a while, i try to fall asleep but fail miserably. " you know saying fool does not help to sound cool. it sound silly".
" i don't have to listen to you" i notice she leaves out the fool. The healer breaks the silence that seams to suffocate us.
"Ember, Ember how are you, should i heal your wounds or give you a magic pain killer." s
heaven on far off earth ( a delorosa fan song )like i always dreamed,
he was more than i could imagine,
his heart was red with candy,
but something in him changed.
he could see what should have been,
seen what was his to claim,
we came for a rebellion,
all we did was set the flame.
if i didn't think of it as sin,
i would have wished we never went,
he never saw the wonder in his dreams,
that he might have lived.
now his memory is weak,
many hope to change but fail,
he knew something was wrong,
but i never could tell.
he knew the trip would kill him,
i think that is all clear now,
he yelled it at his final sermon,
were peace was fire and rage.
i stand before him now,
i want to call his name,
to tell him i am here,
but he can hear me.
"once all of us are here,
i think he can see us again,"
i turn to a far to familiar face,
"we loved him".
He looks around for someone,
all he sees are nameless trolls,
we have time to spare,
a love and peace filled goal.
"well ii haven't 2een you iin the longest tiime,"
he turns to face us,
his kind unde
jack of spades (a grimdark rose fansong)look at me,
see the hair of opal white,
skin like grey stone,
i have to find home.
i stare at the ball,
what can i do,
but to ask the question,
i thought i knew.
look at me,
i heard it whisper,
i had to follow,
what i asked.
look at what you've done,
find a way to fix this,
castle of black,
a boy of blue.
the climb in hard,
the top is worse,
once we find our selves there,
all we want to do is go back.
look at what he has done,
find a way to change me back,
now i see another evil,
clothed in tell all black.
Fall before the shadow,
face your friend,
we will win,
two on one with no help in sight.
you have slaughtered,
now it is our turn,
dark gods help you,
your life is mine.
foul dog face me,
he is dead,
boy of blue,
now you need saving.
i will not save you.
you took the lives i thought dear,
nothing will help you.
i am a nightmare,
my dark tounges,
words to foul for you to hear,
like the death you wish for me.
the thief of my light ( a vriska fan song)like the end of my days,
or the start of my nights,
i am alive for all to see,
like this sun i stole.
someone took my life,
a coward couldn't kill me,
i said it was the end,
that death could help me.
rust is better than i give credit for,
watch the blue mix in,
what i never imagined or thought,
to fix what i broke in the end.
she would save me,
but it would cost her,
teal friends turn against,
where enemies couldn't Finnish the job.
this is where she left me,
what even the maid couldn't clean,
she was the only one who saw,
the blind mess that was me.
i had some fun with a coward,
i lived a life time of pain,
love was blue and unsuspected,
though it was something the blind could see.
enemies were cold,
long hating friends,
i never thought love,
would be stolen from me.
a castle of glass,
he was the only crack to fix,
yet i let love crack my castle,
like grim and light.
he lives the life alone,
not knowing why I'm gone,
or even that i am,
like a knife that never thought twice.
of the light part 3I wake up in the med bay, my head pounds and i look around. I am alone her minus the girl of the dark sleeping in the bed next to me.
she is sleeping but i can tell she will be angry and in pain when she wakes up. her wounds are even worse then mine. my right leg feels like ice (strong anesthetic magics) and I am covered in cuts.
My left arm is the worst of my cuts. I guess you could see thorough to the bone though it is covered in bandages.
A healer rushes into the room and smiles as she comes over. " I am glad you are awake, as for the criminal" she says the last word with a surprising amount of venom. " It is about time we lock her up".
I steal a glance at the girl again as the healer starts to cast her spells. the girl has no chains of light magic and no spells around her. she could just wake up and kill the healer. " what is your name?"
the healer looks up and smiles again. "Jade", i don't have the heart to tell her that it was to be an unanswered question to the shadow girl.
of the light part 2The girl of the shadows is perched in a tree a smirk all to present on her face. "ha ha weak fools who believe in a cruel god". She wore a black skirt and shirt with red ribbon laced shoes and hair.
I notice with a smile that she is just as hurt as the guards. "men ready, aim, fire". The let her do her best against a down pour of arrows.
She blocks some with a blast of magic but the rest send blood spilling to the ground. I jump up at her but she dodges my crude slash.
A blast of magic is sent up into the air and she smiles, the only one who knows her plan. A growl from somewhere in the woods startles me. I am handed a bow by my second in command. and fire and arrow at the girl but it is blasted away.
Then out of nowhere a hoard of monsters appear, at least twenty. One of my men runs in while i send a small prayer to Hylia that we all make it out alive.
I start of fight the monsters with a 5 of my men as the other 3 try to defeat the girl in the tree. I am locked in combat with my thir
of the light"The bells of the gods ring calling all soldiers to battle. These bells are what evil should fear and yet it is me who is afraid.
I have always wondered why evil is here in a land of light. It is the dark that we must banish. I fear it is that we are being tested and one day we will fail. I will meet the king of shadows himself on the battle field today.
we stand as a warning sign to all that dare attack the light and spoil it with filthy darkness".
Zelda's voice rings loud and clear as she reads the words of the warrior of the sun. I stand alone in the room, fear mounting on me.
I blush with embarrassment as the words of expectation drown me. I have to be this warrior who only cares for the light and is willing to die for their cause. I was just a farm girl.
I often wonder if there was a mistake, my brother would have been a much better warrior of the sun than i will ever be. I miss the rest of the reading contemplating my life.
**- flash back -**
"Sis, the man at the door wants you".
The Story Behind the Piano
When I was younger, the strangest thing has happened to me. I once killed a woman and collected her soul for my father’s quota. After that day, I continued to sleep in my coffin, on the edge of my cemetery. Things have never been the same since that woman’s death. I would always hear these unusual sounds coming from deep within my own cemetery. As weeks have passed, I’ve continued to rejoice in the melody that mysteriously played in the night. I never wanted it to end. It was such a soothing lullaby.
After another week, the notes have changed from what I could tell was a piano. Only then did I decide to investigate. The further I’ve traveled, the louder the notes became. Such a talented artist of the hands, I had to know who was playing this work of art. I came upon a church. It was a large, ruined church that I knew very well of. My cemetery is quite large, so it was not surprising to have a
The Sunny SpotSeeing as cooler day's were approaching, and the leaves were starting to their colors, I tried to soak in as much of the green-leaf warmth as I could. Don't get me wrong, I love the wet slush and snow, it's just that I know I'll miss the way the sun baked me in my dark pelt. I might as well enjoy it while it's still here.
Lazing around, I found the purrfect sunny spot. It was right outside of the Apprentices den, where a stream of light was cast down between the canopy of tree branches above. Many of leafy tree's were changing colors already. Pretty orange's and yellow's, mixed in with what was left of the green. I may not have been alive for very long, but I decided that this was my favorite time of all the seasons. Not only was it the prettiest, but it was also the dirtiest. Right next to the new-leaf season, where it rained all the time.
And I loved getting dirty.
Speaking of which, I could still feel a light layer of dust on my pelt from when I rolled around in a sandy spot by the
UntitledIt's 4 am.
And I am wide awake.
Sleep doesn't come easy.
And when it does, I can't tell if I am really asleep or dreaming of being asleep.
I feel itchy.
I scratch my forearm furiously with my sharp nails. These nails comes handy sometimes. I scratched too hard. I am bleeding. I am such a mess. I need to clean myself up before the guards see the wound and think I was trying to kill myself. Again. I sit up straight. I feel a little dizzy from the sudden movement. My eyes cannot adjust to the darkness but I don't need eyes to know what is where. There is not much to know actually. There is a bed, a shelf, a small window, a table and a chair. I know each and every single corner of this square room. I know the floor creaks at seventh step from the bed. I know there is a spider nest at the corner of the shelf. There is a big graffiti on the wall which reads 'God loves you'.
--Roax Alexei Veselovsky is a simple man. A VERY simple man, to be precise. Whether it was from the way he clothed himself or how he goes on with his day, it was all simple. Except for one thing - he loves to think. Sometimes he was so immersed in his own thoughts that he was tuned out from his current surroundings, whether it was an important thing or just a trivial one, like if he had done his laundry or not. This sometimes gave him an alibi, but more often than not became a source of annoyance among his social circle due to his constant daze and far away look, occasionally ignoring conversations and people. And sometimes, he spends his evenings sitting on his chair with a journal and a cup of coffee, thinking and probably write something.
That evening was one of those days.
He was sitting alone in his dingy apartment - even though it was small and somewhat worn out, he had done a good job on keeping it clean and tidy. All his books were lined according to order on the shelf, whi
Strings. My name is Melissa.
When I was 8,my family took me to a free puppet theater for my birthday.It was really crappy to them,but to me,the puppets were amazing.
The man who owned them came up to me after the show.
"Hey,little girl."He said with his thick Italian accent,"Did you like the show?"
"Absolutely!"I said in my young voice,"My favorite was the blonde headed ballerina!"
"Well,here."He said as he gave me a piece of paper.It was blue and had,a sense of magic to it.
"You can use it this afternoon.Come by my workshop and I can make you a puppet!"He said with a grin.
"Oh no,it's quite alright."My Mother said before I could get a answer out.
"Oh pretty please Mommy?With sugar on top??"I begged her as I gave the puppy dog eyes.
I wished I would not have begged her.I went to the man's shop that night,and it was horrible.When I got there,I felt instantly light-headed.I smelled toxic gas in the air.I then fainted.
26 more facts about MediEvil1. Dan is 36 years old, he was born 1250 and died 1286
2. “Canny” is a Scottish term meaning, “pretty”, yet in English it translates to either “cunning” or “smart”.
3. Kift's hands are steam-powered. A reference about how at the time most of the machines were powered by steam and it might also refer to steampunk.
4. In MediEvil Resurrection there is an anachronism: The narrator in the introduction video speaks of chocolate, cocoa wasn't discovered yet since America wasn't discovered either. There’s also a reference to basketballs during the Pumpkin Gorge level, which wasn’t invented either.
5. Judging by the map in the first MediEvil, Gallowmere seems to be set between England and Scotland.
6. Kift and Palethorn were once best friends.
7. Kift lost his hands in an attempt to recreate an Indiana Jones stunt (which hasn’t been around yet). Actually, he lost them while recovering Zarok’s spellbook, which Palethorn ma
Phases Of Change | Chapter 3: Exposure
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon in anyway shape or form, all rights are reserved to Nintendo.
Chapter 3 is here on deviantart and I will be getting to editing others and continuing the story.
Mark and I walked into Professor Oak's Lab. Even though I haven’t been here since my father died, the haunting images creep up on me easily. Just the very thought makes me want to walk right out. I can’t, though, I’ve got important business with the good Professor.
We waited at the front room of the lab for the Professor to show up for about half an hour.
"Hello you two,” said Oak, waving and smiling like he usually did. “Sorry it took me so long to get here, I had problems with some Cubone that wouldn't let me near them for a study, but I solved the problem... sort of.” He scratched behind his neck sheepishly. Pausing for a moment, his expression turned serious. When he remembered why we were here, he looked me in the
Man vs Nature, Nature vs ManAll is ever so peaceful in the depths of mother nature's expanding garden. Descending rays of warmth from the sky shine upon the family of trees and its fellow inhabitants. The softness of the wind and the rustling of leaves perfectly sync in with the chirping of nature's feathered friends. And in the center of the evergreen stands a young stag, consuming a number of green delicacies the forest has to offer.
The facade of serenity however comes to a close, when reality lands a thunderous blow. The sudden uproar frightens the birds into fluttering away from the Earth and up into the heavens. Everything grows dead silent as the wake up call echoes throughout the wood, then fades into obscurity. The stag has collapsed onto the soil, and the greenery surrounding the creature is stained with crimson red.
"Please forgive me…" a scruffy voice calls out to the stag with sheer minimal sincerity.
Before the lifeless vessel of nature's creation stands a creation of God, wielding in his a to
School (TF2 fanfic) Chapter 12-Adam's POV-
He sped down twords the hills, trying to enjoy the scenery. But, he was too exited. Even though he would be in trouble later, he wanted to see his friend. He smiled and once he got to the top, not far from the camping spot at the very top, he sat back and looked around. He loved this place, even if it wasn't Boston. He had accepted this place rather quickly, even for only a few months. He sighed and kept to working his was to the top. He always wanted to see if he could get to the very top without stopping. He always got very close but, he never really made it. This always made him determined to do it. He pushed his leg muscles harder and harder, getting closer and closer to the top. He's almost there!-he drops of off his seat and onto the road* "Ow..shit" he mumbled and crawls from under his bike, checking to see if he's hurt. No, thankfully, he's not even bloody what so ever. He smiled, thanking god he was okay, and propped his bike back up and kicked out t
Ashes endI feel my blood rush, these men have killed I can see it in their eyes. A police man jumps out of his car, he holds up his gun, not to me but to them.
"Miss, thank you for your work but we don't want you to get hurt so please step away". I nod to the officer and reply "I can handle myself". He tells me again to get out of the way.
I stare at him for a moment then jump forward striking the doctor with my hands. " ashes to ashes dust to dust". His coat turns to ash and he is taken aback.
The officer looks confused but stands his ground just in case I fail. The doctors friend pulls out a gun and fires. I'm not afraid for some reason, I just hold out my hand and it turns to dust.
I rush up at the taller one with the gun, I grab his middle finger and it turns to ash. It is quite gruesome to look at but he stares at it for a minute.
I am on the the other one, he has pulled out a knife. Despite his shortness he is fast, almost to fast. He grazes me the first time then cuts deep into my right
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