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Nice Guys Finish Last: Chapter 111:25 AM, October 8th

“Hello everyone. My name is Ryeowook Kim. I was born and raised in South Korea and I am seventeen years old.” I give the class a beam, though really I don’t understand why people force me to do this for every single class.

Day two. Period three. Mandarin Twelve. C wing, room one-fifteen.

The teacher seems satisfied enough with my brief introduction, saying, "Thanks for that, Ryewook. Why don't you take the empty seat next to Sungmin?"

She pronounced my name wrong, like most teachers do. No one seems to notice though, and I'm a little tired of correcting people on the pronounciation of my name. Though INice Guys Finish Last: Chapter 135 minutes ago in Romance

Dog TagsI miss you – JW
I miss you too. – SH [unset]
It’s been three years now. Where are you? – JW
I’m close. I’m keeping you safe. – SH [unsent]
People still talk you know, - JW
Why wouldn’t they? I am sending messages to a dead man. – JW
No, I’m alive. – SH [unsent]
Three years Sherlock, Three years, forty-one days and three hours. Yes, I have been counting. – JW
So have I. I snuck into the flat last week. – SH [unsent]
I still feel you here. – JW
I took your dog tags… - SH [unsent]
It’s silly really. – JW

It’s not silly.Dog Tags47 minutes ago in Drama

Just Because I Saw The Cool Kitties Do It.... Name: Jada
- Single or Taken: Single Slice Of Life
- Sex: That thing with babies coming out of it
- Birthday: Feb. 23
- Sign: Pisces
- Hair Color: Naturally Off Black
- Eye Color: Boring Brown
- Height: Around 5'0
- Are you straight/bisexual/gay?: Curiously Will Kill Me.
S P E C I F I C S
- What kind of shampoo do you use?: Whatever My Mom Buys.
- What are you listening to right now?: Misunfortunate (Let's Talk) ~ Get Scared
- Who is the last person that called you?: My Computer Screen
- How many buddies are online right now?: 3
F A V O R I T E S
- Animals: Tazmanian Devil Dog
- Color: Rainbow Unicorn
- Drink: ANYTHING COLD!
- Element: Water
- Food: RIBS! I can't be a vegetable eater.
- Game: Any PC games (except Amensia and Slendy Man) Mostly Mario.
- Movie: Ghost Rider: Road Of Vengence, 8 Mile, Hunger Games
- Song: I Can't Choose, I listen to alot of genres of music. I love all music really.
- Subjects In School: Math/Science/Art
- T.V. Series: Any CarJust Because I Saw The Cool Kitties Do It....1 hour ago in Personal

Character Questions ThingSo, nobody tagged me into doing this or anything, but I saw someone else doing it and it looked like fun, so what the hell.
1.) What is your name?

BY OUR POWERS COMBINED, WE'RE-
2.) Do you know why you were named that?

Uh... it sounded cool, I guess?

Yeah, same here.

Our parents ran out of creativity.
3.) Are you single or taken?

Single, always have been. For a long time I was... a knight errant, I guess you'd call it? I had friends in many places, but I couldn't stop. I guess I could now, I'm in a much better place, but... there's always more to do, someplace else to go. Maybe someday.
[Bullet; Green] I was married, but she died. Old age. Such is the life we lead. I guess this means I'm single... it doesn't feel like it though.
[Bullet; Blue] I was with someone recently. Guardian No. 39. I never knew his name, or his fCharacter Questions Thing1 hour ago in Personal

Conquest (NotDS 2)    The warm morning sun began to shine on my face, and I awoke gasping for air. My clothes were soaked in sweat, and my lungs burned as though they were filled with smoke. Was that a dream? Of course it was. I looked over at my night stand. My pill bottle was empty, and the bottle of vodka I’d washed it down with was dry. I sat back and laughed to myself. The pills hadn’t killed me, but it was one hell of a trip. What am I thinking? This is no time for puns. In my attempt, I’d found fear. Fear and nothing else. There was the absolute, undeniable fear I’d felt when facing the beast. The helpless fear of facing the shadows. And finally, I’d found my fear of death.
    I was alive. That was all that mattered.
    I’d been given a second chance, and I wasn’t going to let it go to waste. There was no hangover, and I felt surprisingly invigorated for someone who had just tried to killConquest (NotDS 2)2 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters

I'm so sad.So many of my friends are leaving. They're the only thing I have close to tangable family. This girl who was leaving gave me a card. And I treasure that card. You know what I've done with cards from my family.
THROWN THEM THE FUCK AWAY!!! Hell unless it was REALLY funny I'd throw that crap away!!! It was an empty sliver of paper filled with words from scum I despised!!!
But this card actually matters to me. I'm pretty sure I can't find a single damn reason to get rid of it.
And it really didn't help to hear that my father was nice. Folks at my church think my father (THE MAN WHO YELLED AT ME AND SHOT ME WITH HOT GOD DAMN WATER TILL I FELL OVER FROM CRYING!!!) Was nice. Oh the pain I felt then. Just how people generally feel like fathers are great it makes me sad. Also being that "Oh that's him. He's always crazy" THAT get's old. And sad. Now to try and not cry! Despite the fact tears are a chemical release of stress! And my index knuckle is scrapped. Hurt like a bastard when I rubbed mI'm so sad.2 hours ago in Personal

Peer Gynt - In the Hall of the Mountain King 2 hours ago in Storybook

Single Cosmic Clone Mario Akatsuki Galaxy2 hours ago in Games

My LoverStranger: Roderich Edelstein, or Patient 4112 as he was known here, sat in the corner of his clean, white padded cell, just staring at his bare toes as if they were the most interesting thing in the world. He had long since stopped trying to wriggle out of the straitjacket that he was put in every day after his 'treatments' were done. He didn't belong here, he thought to himself as he wiggled his toes, just to make sure they were still working. The young aristocrat had been a world-class musician, one of the youngest professional classical performers, before he was admitted here over five years ago. And for what? A stress-related minor mentalMy Lover3 hours ago in General Fiction

2 Full years.I have not been on here in over 2 years... 2 full years.
Things are so different for me at this point in my life.
-I got married last year, July 14th, 2012.
-I work in a Machine Shop and run a Bridgeport.
-I graduated college with 2 degree's.
~Manufacturing
~General education
~And a certificate for CNC Specialist
-Me and my husband are trying to buy a house.
-We are also trying to have a child (which is proving to be a problem... =[ )
My life has done a 180 spin, and I've never been happier.
I have been with my husband for 3 years now, and we are almost at our 1 year anniversary. I can't believe how much he has made me change, for the better.
I wouldn't change a single thing. <3
I do miss drawing quite terribly though... I work so much now, and am always on the run though. When things settle down I will hopefully be able to pick up the pen and paper again!2 Full years.3 hours ago in Personal

Safeguard Negotiations With a Bike Accident AttornIt is tough to believe that people who rode bikes sometimes will not immediately follow legal counsel after facing a bike accident. They feel that these autos leave them more encountered with road damage; their cycles are a more dangerous form of transportation, so of course, the actual injuries the actual riders support will be more serious than the person in a car. Their particular bike will probably be substantially damaged or destroyed. They think luck once they walk away unscathed. But, the truth is, regardless of the size one's car, if street conditions, bad weather, or even a road spill aren't the culprit, then the neglect of the get together needs to be searched into, determined along with the liable social gathering pursue.
Your vehicular carelessness that a phoenix auto accident lawyer targets deals with a motorist not carrying out the necessary techniques to avoid a car crash. Their liability oSafeguard Negotiations With a Bike Accident Attorn3 hours ago in Personal

Through Binoculars - Found Poetry Sequence 23 hours ago in Collage

Creating MyselfI drifted along in empty space, the air humming gently as tiny molecules bounced about and minded their own business. I had no purpose, really. I was just content to keep floating in the mysterious dreamscape.

“I thought you’d come visit soon.”

I turned around, unafraid for now, to see a cat walking towards me. Her eyes gleamed intelligently, electric blue. Her fur was thick and the color of a seashore. Black stripes accented her legs and face, and an orange scarf was knotted around her neck. I knew her well, knew every inch of her design and psyche, but I never thought I’d dream of her. “Sanddune?”

She Creating Myself3 hours ago in Short Stories

oc meme1.Pick one of your FCs/OCs.
2.Fill in the questions/statements as if you were your FC/OC.
3.Tag 3 people at the end of the quiz.
1. What's Your Name?
Shadow Maples Fo'Landa Clcokwork. DID YOU KNOW Maples was my dad's last name but we have no clue where the fuck he is really he was sexually attracted to maple syrup- woops life story there a biography about my dad 'attracted to condiments'
2.Do you know why you were named that?
My mom's first gun was named Shadow and I'm like her second born kid so I'm named after a fucking gun bitches.
3.Are you single or taken?
Taaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaken (◕‿◕✿)
4.Have any abilities or powers?
*quiet sobs* (◡﹏◡✿)
5.Stop being a mary-sue
bitch i can't even walk in a straight line i've lost control of my life
6.Uh... if you were in a fight with a strong wrestler, do you think you'd win?
No. Not at all. I would cry and just... be killed.
7.Riiiiight... have any family members?
MYMOM ITHINKIHAVEHALFoc meme3 hours ago in Personal

Something Worth *Living* ForIt had been days since D’ialia had been brought to the healer’s den. On the first day, she’d been as still as death but for the soft rise and fall of her flank as she breathed. On the second, her sleep had been restless as fever touched her battered, exhausted body. Heat rolled off of her in waves, and she stirred in her sleep. Sometimes her eyes would blink open, but she never responded to a voice spoken during this dazed period of time. It was as though she were still asleep even though she looked almost to be awake. But she twitched at times when her eyes were closed, murmuring words too soft to hear, if they were sSomething Worth *Living* For4 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters

Amoeba Ref4 hours ago in Drawings

Nothing But YouNo Omnitrix. Plumbers exist, but under a different name: the United Galactic Task Force (UGTF]) Ben is 21, and Rook is 23. When Vilgax first came to Earth 11 years ago he came to conquer Earth. Vilgax begins his attack on Belwood. The UGFT are forced to come out of hiding and fight Vilgax. Max Tennyson, a retired General of the UGFT is forced to return, and bring Ben and Gwen along. At the conclusion of the summer, Ben and Gwen are both Private E-2's in the UGFT. Six years later, ambassadors of the Galvan, Tetramand, Petrosapien, Pyronite, Pissciss Volann, Lepidopterran, and Kineceleran races arrive on Earth to declare an alliance. An embassyNothing But You4 hours ago in Short Stories

Breaking Down Dat Big Wash Pt. 4-ConclusionBoy all that Ursa goodness has made me a day late on this entry. No worries though.
5.Laying her Out
What I had to work towards for a full finsh were turning my thumbnails into keyframes. First, I did a rough, 100% straight ahead "I.D.G.A.F." keyframe run on notebook paper, not worrying about proportions or anything. Maybe I didn't feel confident enough to start animating yet, or maybe some new ideas would come out of the process.
The spout was quite the different phenomenon. I maintained that rock forward thing at the time, and interestingly enough Plum seemed to be wearing some kind of black long sleeved undershirt.
It also ended quite similar to it's inspiration. Almost shot-for-shot, that weird waddle to move forward included.
^Probably the only keyframe to survive all the way through the final product.
6.The Big Production Process
How could I forget nervously huddling over my light table as I began drawing this:
The first keyframe.
I scribbled notes and timing charts all ovBreaking Down Dat Big Wash Pt. 4-Conclusion4 hours ago in Personal

An Immortal StoryI stood on top of the small hill overlooking the small, dark lawn underneath. A light cold drizzle was falling from the sky but I paid it no mind, having over time gotten accustomed to the cold of rain and snow, yet I instinctively pulled my jacket closer to my body, the black leather of the trench coat offering a small bit of protection from the rain. It was almost dusk, but the usual dazzling colors of the sunset where hidden by the gray clouds of a fleeting winter, leaving everything dull and lifeless. Sighing, I slowly made my way down the hill, sliding slightly in the damp gravel surrounding it and clutching tightly to two bundles of paper in my hand. Once I’m at the bottom, I stop right in front of the lawn’s edge and simply stare. Gray stones stand in straight rows, like a battalion of soldier’s ready for combat with small statues here and there watching over them like generals. Fifty of them in all.

Fifty graves.

Each of them so different then thAn Immortal Story4 hours ago in Profiles

Witness: A Tobuscus Fan Fiction (Chapter 10)Chapter 10: Floating

Emily's P.O.V.

I hung up the phone and flopped down onto my bed, grinning. I rolled over to look at the time. 3:13 am. My body then realized just how late it was and exhaustion practically punched me in the face.

Damn, I thought. I don't know how he does this all the time.

I had just finished discussing plans for the next day, which happened to be my birthday, with Toby (and when I say discussing plans, I mean Toby kept insisting on doing something special while I protested for a solid ten minutes but eventually gave in).

My life had completely changed in the past six months. Being the girlfriend of a famous YouTube Witness: A Tobuscus Fan Fiction (Chapter 10)4 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters

EnglandxReader - Learn and Grow UpThe air was muggy and hot. It had just rained and the aftermath was humidity. Hurrying on his way, Arthur walked through the damp streets, unaware of the homeless citizens laying around, soaking wet. He shouldn’t have to bother with the poor; they couldn’t do him any good anyways.

Up ahead, he noticed a man who was familiar to him. They weren’t close, nor did they get along, but he didn’t mind talking with him. “Francis, hello. What brings you here to England?”

The blond Frenchman turned around, his eyes saddened and dreary. “Arthur, it’s good to see you.” Moving his head back down, ArthEnglandxReader - Learn and Grow Up4 hours ago in Romance

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