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2 January Chapter 7Cold. It hadn’t warmed outside a single degree since my last walk outside. I listened to the snow crunching under my boots as a way of clearing my mind and trying to calm down enough to finish the work I hadn’t finished the day before. This was the first thing I had done after waking up and preparing for the day. I couldn’t face Sandree in that condition, or anyone else. I tried to not think about anything to prevent my thoughts from wandering back to Sandree and that dream. It had worked for a while, but I’ve always been inside my mind, constantly thinking. It had always been my escape, but now it was betraying me. I had attempted meditation several times during my walk, but I could never stay focused for long.
But my breaking point, the point where I couldn’t fight it anymore, was when I had reached the spot where Sandree had hugged me. I sank to my knees as tears silently streamed down my face, and I realized something: This would never end. I would con
2 January Chapter 6Betrayal. That’s what it felt like. I had no reason for it, but I still felt it. After I had woken up, I pushed through the hangover and went through my routine like it was any other day. I kept my feelings in check the best that I could manage and avoided Sandree as much as I could that day. However, before I knew it, it was already dark outside once again, and I had some reports that Sandree needed to sign before the end of the day. Reluctantly, I made my way to his room. Without thinking, I opened the door without knocking and I saw him sitting up in his bed with his chest exposed, the blanket covering his lower half. With him was Angelika, who had the blanket pulled up to her chin and appeared to be sleeping. He looked up from some of the papers that he was holding upon hearing the door open.
“Rurik?” Sandree questioned. Something inside of me broke. Why are they sleeping in the same bed? Did they…? Why do I care so much if they did? They’re back t
Tell me, who am I? Let me give you some hints. Remember that girl who commit suicide last year? I was the one who whispered into her ear that everyone would be better off without her. When you had depression for several months, I was the one that told you that you were worthless. That panic over the anthrax hoax last month? I was the one that spread the paranoia. That man that killed his own brother just last week, when they were both trapped in a mine? I was the one that told him it was his life or his brother’s. And most importantly: I’m the one that made you cry. I made her cry. I made him cry. I made them cry. When you had a minor argument with your best friend, I convinced you that it was your fault, and that she would never forgive you. I made you angry at everyone. I made everyone angry at you, or at least, made you think that they were. I made you hate them. I made you afraid of every little “mistake” that you made, and convinced you that you were making
2 January Chapter 523:55. There I was again. As I was the night before, too trapped in my thoughts to sleep or want to. After we had gotten back to mansion, Sandree had left to go take care of something, and I went back to my room. The day had gone by too quickly, and it left me with many confusing questions. What was I feeling? Why was I feeling it? If it really was... THAT, then why was I feeling it so suddenly? Perhaps, I was just mistaking one form of that emotion for another. I saw him as a father and I wasn't used to seeing him that way, of course a new emotion would emerge. But why today of all days? The day where I mourn my mother, or at least, what I should have been doing. Just like many times earlier that day, I found myself feeling guilt amongst the confusion, for not using the day to honor my mother's memory.
23:56. I started to wonder if Sandree would come in again. I scolded myself for thinking that. Why would I want that? But still, half of me wanted him to walk in, and half of me hoped t
2 January Chapter 4“Feeling better yet?” Sandree asked, breaking the silence aside from the sound of crunching snow under our boots. After I had gotten my matroyshka doll and headed back to the living room, I hesitated just outside the door. I didn’t know why, I had no reason to, but I did. I couldn’t shake this horrible feeling that I would I would have to endure something terrible if I went in there. I don’t know how long I stood there for, but eventually Sandree opened the door to see me standing there with my head down, snuggling the doll. I must have looked like a small child, and considering that he was there that day, I can’t help but wonder if he had a flashback of some sort from the sight. His smile faded instantly. He put his hand on my shoulder with a concerned expression and asked if I was okay, to which I responded that I was fine and I just needed some fresh air to clear my thoughts. He nodded in understanding and offered to take a walk with me.
2 January Chapter 3“What is the point of this show?!” I shouted angrily at the screen. I just couldn’t believe how idiotic the people on the show were. After Sandree had apologized earlier that day, we decided to attempt to improve our relationship with each other, but it was still my birthday, so I wasn’t ready to leave the house just yet. So instead we decided to just relax in the living room. At some point we turned on the TV since I never seem to watch anything but the news, and I was curious about what shows were airing right now. We landed on some show that I don’t remember the name of, and I remembered why I don’t watch TV. All that I can tell you about it is that there were some strange malevolent creatures involved and the people were fighting over trivial things despite what was going on around them.
“Fine, we’ll find another show.” It appeared as though he wasn’t enjoying it, either. The next show was even worse, though. It had some f
2 January Chapter 2Tired. I was tired. Everyone at the table for breakfast was tired. After Sandree had shouted “Happy Birthday” I had chased him all over the house, effectively waking everyone up. It was obvious even without that information, though, because everyone had bags under their eyes. I can only assume that mine were the worst. After I had finished chasing him it was 0100, and I spent a few more hours pacing and thinking before I finally collapsed on my bed at some time that I can’t remember. Then I woke up at the same time that I usually do, 0500. In any case, I could tell that today was going to be a long day. However, while I was still thinking about that day, something kept plaguing my thoughts: He put his hand on my shoulder to comfort me, but he said it anyway. While I knew that it was ignorant of me, I actually started to think that this year would be a little different. But no, it wasn’t. In fact, it was actually worse, because he took the opportunity
2 January Chapter 123:50, January 1. Just 10 more minutes until the anniversary of that wretched day. The day my father killed my mother, all because she gave me a gift for my birthday. I sighed, feeling both anger and grief at the memory. I sat on my bed, repeatedly looking back and forth between the ceiling, the clock, and the matroyska doll that my mother had given me that day. The room was dimly lit, only the moonlight coming through my window and the digital clock allowed me to see anything. 23:51. 9 more minutes. The memory ran over and over again in my mind. I could still see her face so vividly. The dullness in her eyes, the blood, the tears. I closed my eyes and rested my head on the pillow, but I wasn't going to sleep. I didn't want to. It was then that I heard the door open and the sound of someone walk in and stop just a few feet away from me.
"Hey Rurik?" An older male voice asked in a whisper. I could tell that he was smiling through his tone. It was one that I had become accustomed to: one
Random Written Meme~RULES::
1) Pick 6 characters in any order
2) Don't change the questions
3) Please don't look at the questions while picking characters, it's more fun if you don't!
4) Tag 2-5 people to do the meme (if you want)
5) Have fun!
PICK SIX CHARACTERS::
[Note: These characters are from different stories unless otherwise stated.]
1. "Patches". Patches doesn't have a name, or a gender. The name Patches was given to them by two people they tend to pester a lot. They're very naive and won't know if someone is angry or trying to hurt them unless they are physically attacked. (S)he practically lives on a diet of sugar, and is generally happy-go-lucky. Their appearance is strange, having random patches of different skin colors, and beige hair.
2. Alexa. Alexa is a horror junky living with her hyper roommate Jacky. It's pretty obvious that she's from the south due to her accent, though it isn't the heaviest accent ever. She has a sh
OCPT - Caine, the Strike-Out King(Shinn walks over to the drinks table and sees Caine scouting the backyard)
Shinn: Sooo….is this all you’re gonna be doing at this party? I mean, you’ve been scouting this place for the past 20 minutes.
Caine: Kehehe….Oh Shinn, your naivety astounds me. You see, after the impossible task that your little puffy friend was able to accomplish of getting a beautiful woman into the hot tub all on his own, i’ve decided to turn this into a little game. I bet you I can seduce a woman as easily, if not easier, than that little square did.
Shinn: …..Wait, are you serious? Are you sure you aren’t just jealous of Cakuchi’s success? I mean look at him over there, you can see how women can find him adorable.
(Both Shinn and Caine peer over to see Cakuchi still in the hot tub with Mona, this time giving her a foot massage, Cakuchi waves back again)
Shinn: Now, compare that with you, and I don’t think women will see the same charm in you as they se
Adventure Time Birthday GameBe prepared for randomness XD
Day of birth:
1- Lumpy Space Princess
2- Prince Gumball
3- Flame Princess
7- Lady Rainicorn
8- Kim Kil Whan
10- Flame Prince
12- Peppermint Butler
13- Ice King
16- Lumpy Space Prince
18- Ice Queen
21- Princess Bubblegum
22- Jake Jr
23- The Lich
24- Hunson Abadeer
25- Marshall Lee
26- Party God
27- Lord Monochromicorn
30- Tree Trunks
31- Mr Pig
January- Sent you to the Nightosphere
February- Got you drunk as hell
March- Stole your clothes
April- did the Numa Numa
Ghost gets raided by Hub Villains(We hear the Blog Talk Radio jingle, then we hear the True Capitalist Radio theme song. Ghost is already in a bad mood when he starts his show due to the extreme amount of prank calls he got yesterday that were related to the Oklahoma Sooners' fight song, KaraszKun, Ghost's granny, the Boss N-word theme song, and the national anthem of Russia.)
Ghost: I'm already in a bad mood, Engineer. Do you see what the hell happened yesterday? These idiots, especially freakin' Coodoo, RUINED MY TACO TUESDAY!!!!! AND I CAN'T STAND THESE IDIOTS!!!!!! It can't get any worse...
(A "One hour later" time card appears.)
Ghost: 493, Radio Graffiti.
Megatron: Come with me, Ghost, and we'll take over the Earth and defeat Optimus Prime and his Autobots for good! (Megatron then laughs evilly.)
Ghost: Shut up, you stupid Transformer. 104, Radio Graffiti.
Strongbad: Join me, Ghost! I've got five stupid Aquabats to take down!
Ghost: Get off, you loser. 737, Radio Graffiti.
Dan: Hey, j
[EN] Progressive income tax and friends - Act I[Autumn but all the events are taking place indoors so the season can only be suggested with clothes and expression of the actors. Small, suburban, non-self-service grocery shop. There is a Clerk - a bespectacled woman in her sixties, wearing a make up that makes her look like she tries to look younger but it's easily visible that she is not twenty any more. Gray (or poorly dyed), short hair. She wears a smock with a logotype embroidered on the left side of her chest which is probably the shop's logo. She reads a pictured magazine.]
[Customer 1 comes in. He looks very ordinarily, 30 years old. Just an ordinary person. The Clerk shows no reaction.]
Customer 1: I am so sorry to bother you... Do you maybe possibly have some buns? [Asks as politely and humbly as he can, yet audibly enough to leave no place for misunderstanding.]
[The Clerk shows no reaction.]
Customer 1: ...Excuse me?
[He forces himself to smile]
Hetalia Bday Game Beware of randomness and nothing making sense XD
But by all means, enjoy!
Day of birth:
3- North Italy
16- South Italy
Month of birth:
January- Stole your possessions
February- Kissed you
March- Shoved your head in a toilet
April- Invaded your vital regions XD
May- Painted your house rainbow coloured
June- Partied with you
July- Killed you
August- Forced you to wear an embarrassing costume
September- Took you to a concert
October- Sat on you
November- Drew you a picture
December- Prank called you
Colour of shirt:
Red- Because Poland's fabulous
Green- Because you're special
Blue- Because the voices told them to
Yellow- Because they're scared of you
AMERICA WITH CLEVERBOTUser: Hey who am I?
Cleverbot: Hey you.
User: NO IM AMERICA.
Cleverbot: Where in america were you created?
Cleverbot: I asked *where*?
Cleverbot: Do you like it?
Cleverbot: What time is it?
User: ITS 9:00 AM!
Cleverbot: No it is not.
User: YOU DONT KNOW METH!
Cleverbot: That has nothing to do with you.
User: I WAS TALKING ABOUT YOU!,STUPID.
User: NEVER MIND WHAT COUNTRY ARE YOU?
Cleverbot: What gender do you think I am?
User: A MALE.
Cleverbot: What do you do for a living?
User: I EAT HAMBURGERS AND DRINK SODA'S.
Cleverbot: Do you like batman?
User: NO I AM BETTER THAN HIM.
Cleverbot: You're better than me?
Cleverbot: Now, what did you need help with?
User: WHAT COUNTRY ARE YOU.
Cleverbot: Venezuela and you?
User: IM AMERICA.
Cleverbot: Oh, hi America!
User: HOWS YOUR DAY GOING FATTY?
User: AHAHAH IM HAVING A GOOD DAY.
Cleverbot: What has made your day so good?
User: BECAUSE IM
MLP Additional Songs: The Arbiter's SongSung in Season 4 Episode 3: "Castle Mane-ia"
You can't be tied for the MOST daring pony!
HEY! The first shit someone gives to me, I'll say THIS to them!
(The featured dancers enter)
I've a duty as the referee
At the start of the match
On behalf of all our sponsors
I must welcome you
Which I do -- there's a catch
I don't care if you're a champion
No one messes with me
I am ruthless in upholding
What I know is right
Black or white -- as you'll see
I'm on the case, can't be fooled
Any objection is overruled
Yes I'm the Arbiter and I know best
She's impartial, don't push her, she's unimpressed
You got your tricks; good for you
But there's no gambit I don't see through
Oh I'm the Arbiter I know the score
From square one she'll be watching all 64
If you're thinking of
Team Young - Bloopers
[Metropolis Underground Bunker, Team Young along with Natalie and other soldiers gather around a stone table]
Natalie: We need to drive the Golduck Empire out of this city. We Golduck- wait Golduck? [Team Young and all the soldiers laugh]
*POKEMON TEAM YOUNG BLOOPERS AND OUTTAKES*
[The Beach, Team Young with Jenny and Cindy]
Zach: [Walks with Cindy] Well, I guess I’m up for some ice cream. [Slips and falls on back, Cindy gasps and laughs along with the rest of the gang]
Nick: [Laughing] That’s a blooper right there!
Melissa: [Walks over to Zach, giggling] Are you okay?
Zach: [Laughs and covers face] I’m okay.
[Train sleeping car, Tom and Nick share one room]
Nick: Goodnight, Tom. [Snuggles into bed]
Tom: [Sighs] Goodnight, Nick. [Gets comfy and closes eyes, opens them again, lets out a soft fart and then looks up at the ceiling, ashamed]
Nick: [Eyes are opened, staring at ceiling with a neutral emotion] I think I’m going to go for a walk. [Gets up]
Script For 'First Day' Script
Characters: Glenn (Male), Huldra (female), Nick (Male) [Cocky], and background characters
*Glenn and Huldra are standing in the classroom, talking about stuff. Nick is standing close by, but not a part of their conversation.*
Glenn: Ugh, first day of school.
Huldra: I know. It sucks. Can’t wait to be overloaded with homework. (sarcasm)
Glenn: I know. My name’s Glenn. Yours?
Huldra: Huldra. Nice to meet you.
Nick: [Turns around and looks at them.] Whoa, hold on a minute. Did I hear you right? [Laughs a bit, and looks at Huldra.] Your name is Huldra?
Huldra: [A little offended] …Yeah.
Nick: [Bursts out laughing.] Oh my god! Your name is so weird!
Huldra: [Hurt, but hides it behind indifference. Voice shakes a little.] I was named after a creature from Norse mythology.
Nick: [Still laughing.] That’s even weirder! You’re a monster, then?! [Laughs even harder.]
Glenn: [Not am
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