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No Longer My HometownPublic Decay. That is the term I have decided to use for the description of the area in which i reside, "Public Decay". Such a nice ring to it, and completely accurate. I remember when I used to take strolls around past midnight, such peace could be found in the emptiness...not to say that loneliness is peaceful, just to say that serenity was in the air.No Longer My Hometown
It makes me wonder what sort of putressense has tainted my lovely stomping ground. Such a savage area, no longer the peaceful place I knew. cars flying down streets at twice the speed limit, dugs being offered on the mainstreets, even the ones I walk down every day, such as Shoup
by ~FlawsMakeYouHuman
The ?Monday 3/12 (17:43) A man with jet black hair is found lying dead in an allyway, clutching a blue notebook in a zip-loc bag. ____________________________________________________________________ Sunday 3/4 (06:13) My name is, well it's unimportant. The important thing is that when this journal is done on Monday after next, all the pieces will fall together.The ?
I am a psychologist, contracting with the police in order to gain research for a rather special enterprise. To whoever receives this notebook, i assure you, the money you spent is well worth every letter written.
You may be wondering, "Why y
by ~FlawsMakeYouHuman
GloryA pair of eyes gleamed in the darkness, reflecting the pure light emanating from the candle's flame. But as anyone would stare at the light, they would feel uneasy. When enticed by their curiosity, they would look for the source of this putrescence, and find nothing. Turning to flee from this eerie disturbance, they realize that they are the corruptive force.Glory
What a divine place this must be, what it can do to the mind, what raw power must lie there. Dormant, it awaits human life. Lying in wait, showing the true life beneath the one the corrupt expose. Might and Knowledge, Courage and Tact. It awaits those who seek it out, those
by ~FlawsMakeYouHuman
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chapter one. The raging fireI saw it Raging. higher and higer above my head. my parents picking up my brothers and sisters, and running out of the cave. but they didn't pick me up. I was the only one left, so i picked myself up and galloped to the opening. But the fire beat me, so i walked back to the center of the cave, where i had previously layed, and with tears streaming down my cheaks. My white coat started to turn, black and red as it burned up to my skin. I knew what was to come. so i stayed, it was no use to try to escape. as it reached up my tail, the smoke reached into my lungs like a choker and the breath was pulled out and inchapter one. The raging fire
by ~LilMillie
PrologueI sit down in front of you, and stare you straight into your eyes. “Allow me to bring you to a not-so-beautiful future. Allow me to show you demons, gangs, wars, and blood shed.” My icy blue and emerald green orbs divert from your own. A gloved hand raises and my exposed fingertip points to the city before us. Everything is in a uniform pewter color, even the sky is hidden by pewter clouds. “This is the world I live in… cold and destructive. In this time only the high-class people can live on Mars… Where the sun always shines and the air is clean. While us low and middle class people have to live here on Earth, wherePrologue
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- Current Residence: In my house
- Interests: Eating, Sleeping, Norse Mythology, sleeping more, oh yes, and writing
- Favourite movie: The Godfather
- Favourite band or musician: Too many to list
- Favourite genre of music: Pretty much all of it
- Favourite artist: KuroMitsukai
- Favourite poet or writer: Frank Herbert
- Favourite photographer: the one with the camera
- Operating System: Windows?
- MP3 player of choice: my-pod
- Shell of choice: Sea...
- Wallpaper of choice: the one im using
- Skin of choice: you very sick catagory
- Favourite game: Name any of the Zelda games
- Favourite gaming platform: Im a Nintendo fanboy
- Favourite cartoon character: Bugs Bunny
- Personal Quote: When in doubt, Get the fuck out
- Tools of the Trade: Backpack, folders, pens, and paper
- AIM: TriGunfan1231
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You know you wanta lol
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