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A Step In the Right Direction"Had a feeling you'd be here! Heh, heh... The cycles haven't been kind, have they?"
The grin he got infuriated him, but not nearly as much as the response.
"Aww, you don't look so bad!"
Clu scowled, staring down his user. It was his fault. If he'd just paid him mind...
"I did everything!" he shouted accusingly over the roar of the wind. "Everything you ever asked!"
Regret washed over Flynn... Wasn't that why he'd reserved himself to all this time meditating, taking care of Quorra? It was all to atone for the sins of the father. He'd failed both his sons... the blood kin, and the digital. His feet planted themselves one after the other, eyes never leaving his creation.
"I know you did..."
"I executed the plan!" Clu watched as his creator came to a stop, nodding in acknowledgment.
"As you saw it," he said calmly.
Clu's inquisition continued as he now began approaching Flynn.
"You," he said, hurt filling his voice, ever the forgotten son... "You promised... That we would change the world
As the guard dragged him down the corridor, the yellow-clad program found himself thinking that this scenario seemed awfully familiar.Like he'd done it before. His user had a term for that. Called it Deja Vu..
But the last time he'd had this happen, he'd been at the mercies (if a program could designate it as such) of the Master Control Program.
The two guards clad in black stopped before a door, red circuitry glowing brightly in the dim light.
There was a brief exchange of dialog before he was marched into the room, where, he saw, to his surprise, another figure clad in yellow. Unable to see his face, the hacker program waited.
"Another rogue program?"
That voice. The conscript stiffened. It sounded familiar. All too familiar. Could it be? But why would he be here?
"Yes, your excellency."
The other figure smirked as he gazed out the window. "He must be special for you to insist I see him."
You could have cut the anticipation with a knife. It hung in the air, along with the program's m
Analyzing Fan Designs - see proper title belowWHY IS IT ALWAYS LIONS?! A fan's view at the Organization and their prideland forms according to others.
Okay kiddies, it's time for Auntie Ress to give a teeny rant about character design. True, it matters little in the grand scheme of things, but every fan has their pet peeves. Here's one of mine.
Why is it that about 90% of the fandom sees the Organization as nothing but Lions when it comes to the Pridelands. I mean I appreciate the character design, don't get me wrong, but there's just something about seeing it all the time that just tweaks my switches a bit.
Part of it is that it's terribly unimaginitive. TLK's story focused mainly on lions, yes, but they weren't the ONLY characters within the course of the film. You had the majordomo Zazu (An African Hornbill), Simba's later caretakers Timon and Pumbaa (a meerk
Dancing MadnessMaster of destiny,
once a man sane,
by playing the game.
Thought to be,
and the clown.
Now I stand,
a god among men,
to pass judgement,
yea, strike them down,
Cower in my wake.
Harbinger of death,
reaper of souls,
their lives I take.
Feel the caress,
of my light,
the scrutinizing eye,
as I pass judgment
upon the unwashed,
as they pass by.
And the heroes,
to my side,
to end this sweet,
one last breath,
no time to cry,
As nothing begets
my end comes,
and I retreat
to my lair
The end comes,
FFIV - Any Other Name...I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn't a second at all, it stretches on forever, like an ocean of time...
- Lester Burnham, American Beauty
As the inner walls of the hallway began an agonizingly slow descent upon the hapless group, the adults began to shuffle around in a futile attempt to escape. The hefty airship engineer ran for one door, as the sage bolted for the other.
The words left Cid's mouth as readily as any curse.
"This one too!" Tellah cried out, yanking at the door with all his might.
In the midst of the panic stricken grown-ups, an eerie calm settled across the two young mages. Palom and Porom watched as Yang, Cid, Tellah, and Cecil split, futilely trying to stop the walls from closing in on them. The two traded glances, all manner of memories playing across their minds, though one specifically stuck out now more than ever.
"Mother, please don't make me go, I have nothing to wear and besides I'll be bored out of my skull," I said as I rummaged through my closet in a last ditch effort to try and find something ‘nice’, just in case she insisted that I go to this confounded party. It was just going to be adults, sitting around getting tipsy, and talking about nothing that interested me, sigh! I heard my mother's stern voice from a distance somewhere from within the house "Get ready and I don't want to hear another word about it!" she screamed back.
An hour later, we drove in silence to a friend of my mothers home, that she had known since childhood, who was giving a dinner party reunion at a rented hall down a long driveway and across the road from where she lived. We were greeted then lead into her formal sitting room, where the fireplace was lit and her old 'pug' dog was stretched out in a fitful sleep, snorting and writhing about, like it was chasing some feral cat.
charmcaster and the stonecharmcaster was looking for a way to get revenge on gwen she was searching mystical stone that is said to have magical propertys she found a stump surrounded by pine trees and one that stump was a stone that glowed purple "this must be it!" charmcaster said she picked it up and she fell right on her butt "why did I do that I felt like I forgot how to stand or something" she thought out loud she felt a soft tushy feeling between her legs and butt she looked down and she saw she was wearing a diaper "how did that get there I got to take this off!" charmcaster said she tried to stand up to take the diaper of but just lost balance and fell on her bottom again she had an almost irresistible urge to cry about it but she got over it "what the heck is happening to me!" charmcaster said the diaper was getting poofyer then *blart* "did I seriously just crap my pants?!?" charmcaster was becoming alarmed but slowly she was beginning to like the felt of the soft diaper around her butt it was
Nothing It all happened so fast. Like, a bullet that shot right through a heart.
I glared towards my aunt, clenching my teeth. Muttering, I spoke towards my father. "Can I cut that dog free?" "No. You'll get in trouble." "Me?! They stole a huntin' dog! From the streets!" I threw my arm to the side. Hanging around the county got my little accent going on. My dad hadn't said a word after that. He knew it was wrong. My aunt had stolen a dog with tags and collar. Dad was going on about wanting a picture of the poor thing before. ".. I'll take a picture of it. Gimme your phone." He had sighed then, and gave me the phone. Silent after that. Taking his phone in my hand, I turned towards my aunts van.
On my way, there stood my aunt yelling at my grandmas sister. "You mind your own business! I'm sick of everyone telling me what to do!" Glaring towards them, I tore my gaze as the sound faded. She needed to listen to us. Everyone, and yes I mean everyone , told her to let the dog
SUPER COLLAB BOOK THING! (Asking for participants)Fellow PMDU members, I have an idea. How about all of us work together, and create a story for our characters in PMDU to read and enjoy? A massive collaborative project with no limit to the imagination~
Details can be found behind this link: https://docs.google.com/document/d/15DtNWv7Gexh01fU7-XiU_TVxgTas8-r7AUxGZQvRGiI/edit?usp=sharing
Impossible to ConsiderBringing my hand across the lovely tawny fur, I remembered when the thought was impossible. We could never have what was right in front of me right now. But impossible actions can be done, minds can be swayed, and new members welcomed.
Florida, 2006, a day when it was far too hot to go outside to Sea World, the planned event of the day. Finding things to do indoors was an unlikely thing to do, unless of course you considered sitting and staring at a book fun. For me, reading is as much a hobby as playing a sport may be for others. Finding myself in the middle of Guardians of Ga'Hoole, deep into a world where owls flew the skies, fought battles, and lived in kingdoms, I stared at the pages, scenes playing out crisp and clear in my head.
Just when I was about to enter the climax of the book, I heard my dad talking about a dog that was free. It was a Rottweiler, like one of the past dogs our family had owned. Her name had been Floppy.
The Thin Line of LifeThe Thin Line of Life
If one were to walk the thin line...
The thin line of life...
They would need to walk blind...
For fear would freeze them in place...
Fear to put a foot in the wrong space...
The spaces split between great peace or distress...
Some stop walking...
Some keep going...
Others wobble and fall...
No matter how long and far you walk, never stop.
The line never ends till one day you open your eyes and see...
That you see you didn't need to open them anyway.
Goodbye Long HairDear Long Hair,
What we had was great. But then things started to split and our relationship became a love hate one. Sometimes you'd cooperate and make me feel pretty good about myself. Other times you weren't there like I needed you…Sure you were there but it wasn't like the real you, the good you. Sometimes you just wouldn't decide what you wanted to do with yourself which was hard for me. And I'm sorry that I would pull at you and threaten you, I never wanted to hurt you. I admit, I should have taken better care of you. Life with you was so wishy-washy though and as much as I could love you (at times)it just became a hassle to deal with you. So I let you go, I cut you from my life as cute and wonderful as you may be I had to move on and find something new. I do miss you though especially when I look at old photos. I can get kinda jealous. But then I think "no, I can only see the good things in these photos... these pictures don't show the countless hours of effort I put in and
The Secret of the VampiresIt was since midnight, and I was all alone. I have a very struggling days of having rumination forever since 2010. While ago, my mother brings back home with a pizza. However, I was happy that I ate pizza and continue on my computer. But today, when I came across a sprite page where I was about get Double Dragon 5 sprites, some weird pain felt in my head and back. "That's odd... I know my head and back's hurting. I'm gonna get some pills...'" So I get off and asked my mother to bring me pain pills. When she says "yes", I got the pain pills and get back onto the computer.
When I took some pills and was about to get DDV sprites once more, my head and back hurts worse The pills shouldn't work, but a terrible pain aches all over my body, including my arms. It worsen more when it start sharpening my fingernails, which developed into solid, black claws. My back feels very painful when the appendages started sprouting from it. The append
Good Quotes August 2014“For a star to be born, there is one thing that must happen: a nebula must collapse.
This is not your destruction.
This is your birth.”
“don’t buy that “love is a serious word” crap. love freely and carelessly. love yourself. love that lady bird that just flew past. love that cutie that served you lunch at a cafe that you’ll probably never see again. love every single cat you see and when you stop loving someone or something, don’t fight it.”
“He carries stars in his pockets because he knows she fears the dark. Whenever sadness pays her a visit, he paints galaxies on the back of her hands.”
“I was told
The average girl begins to plan her wedding at the age of 7
She picks the colors and the cake first
By the age of 10
She knows time,
She’s already chosen a gown
And a maid of honor
She’s waiting for a man
Who wont brea
'Nacho' Mama's Taco Salad'Nacho' Mama's Taco Salad
1 lb. Ground Beef (lean if you want a salad that's lower in fat. Or substitute your favorite meat)
Pepper] – to taste
1 large onion
1 head of iceberg lettuce
1 large tomato or 2 medium sized tomatoes
3 jalapeno peppers
3 banana peppers
Sour Cream (optional)
Salsa or salad dressing of your choice
Warm ground beef in a skillet with salt, pepper and garlic until meat is no longer pink. Cut down heat to simmer, and add a small amount of water to keep your meat moist.
In a large bowl, combine 1 head of iceberg lettuce, cored and julienned, 1 large onion diced, and your tomatoes (diced as well, of course)
Chop and combine your Jalapeno and banana peppers into a separate bowl (please be sure to wear gloves, since jalapeno seeds and veins are quite hot, and the oil will stay on bare hands for quite some time).*
Set aside your salad fixings and put together your tortilla chips and cheese, a
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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