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Suicide CircusI knew the hooded figure was watching me, even if I couldn’t see his face from the shadow of the cowl. His cloak hid his true body from me, only his white gloved hands visible. The material of the cloth seemed to be velvet as it shone and danced under the paleness of the moon. He was shorter than me maybe by only a little bit, that I could see even from our distance, yet still made me shiver as he stood there, silent, just watching.

“I don’t think I should be here,” I mumbled under his invisible yet watchful gaze. He made no motion or acknowledgement of my words, just stood in front of the great golden doors that had

The Mistress's TaleThe trip to Canterbury was one of great advent’a,
Unless, of course, you were a maiden of great dementia.
The roads were filled with squires, nuns, and monks,
And gentlemen who thrived in the game of hunts.

Upon this road was one that strode in the back,
She was ridden upon a horse, mane of white, fur of black.
Upon the woman’s crown
Was a top hat, large and round.

The countenance she bore was one of mystery,
And her voice was one that could entrance a flee.
The Mistress, she was called
If you thought it scandalous, she would be appalled.

No, the name itself meant great estate owner,
One with servants and plenty of money for do

SON PRIMOS ??? CAP 1SON PRIMOS ??? CAP 1
mi vida cmbio mucho desde ace una semana , bueno , les contare que paso...
una mañana , como todas , mis 3 casi primos , phineas , marck , y arthur , el hermanastro de phineas , ferb , y un "amigo" , bruno y yo , nos levantamos muy temprano , para acer un nuevo invento
phineas : creo que este proyecto sera muy largo
marck : aggggg , bueno , espero que no tanto
arthur : *mira picaramente a marck*
marck : que ?
vicente : que intentaras acer ahora ???
marck : nada :D
bruno : ok
vicnete : *suena el celular y contesta* hola
¿? : vicente???
vicente : migel ?
migel : vicente , puedes venir por mi ???
vicente : par

Death. Dying. What a pleasant story, right? I could go on, and on about death, but, you would die before I finished (the pun, yes, I know.) so I'm going to make it quick.
How I got to be like this is a long story. Basically, all my life, I've been "special," and people have been hunting me. Well, they got me. In the year 3002, they can kill you painlessly and slowly. That is what is happening right now. My body is shutting down.
What it feels like...boy, this...this is the longest part. "The light at the end of the tunnel," you know, that phrase? It's actually pretty accurate. With my eyes closed, and no last words to utter,

Remember“Take your medicine.”

John smiled gratefully at his wife, offering his palm. “Thank you. I almost forgot. It’s good to have someone around when you’re nuts.”

His wife sat herself next to him. “John… do you remember?”

“Do I remember?”

A smiled graced her face. “Do you remember us? Can you remember, John? Can you remember us before this happened?”

“May, you know I can’t remember anything past-“

“Try. Please try to remember. For me? Try, John. I know you can.”

Do you remember us?

“Excuse me.”

The young man looked up

Date Night - Relativity Episode 17   Michael leaned back in his chair, scrubbing his hands over his face. Though it was still a half an hour before quitting time, he considered heading out early to start the weekend.
   "What are you doing tonight?" he asked the man sitting across from him. Ravenswood had come into the office to review some disaster recovery plans. "I was thinking we could head down to Barber Street. Play a couple games of pool or something."
   "I'd love to," his friend answered. "But tonight's date night. I promised Mel I'd take her to dinner and a movie."
   Michael's mouth puckered. "Oh."
   "How about asking Sara?" Ravenswood suggested.
   The CEO shook his head. "She said she's busy tonight."
   "What about your dad?"
   Though it wasn't the most desirable option, Michael wasn't against the idea of going out with his father for a beer and a game of darts. Problem was, "He's in S

FrUk ~ Pain No More ~ DrabbleWhy? Every time that damn frog enters the room, I get lost in his beautiful hair, clear sky-blue eyes, NO! What am I thinking?!? Gah, I just don't know anymore.

America says I mad, I think so to, how could I forget centuries of war and loss.

So, now I stand here, alone, like always, on top of London bridge. Can nations die? Maybe not physically. But mentally. The water of the river Thames. So clear. So, so....

And now I'm falling. Falling without a care in the world. Will anyone miss me? I doubt it. Would the world be more peaceful?

I feel pain, but pain no more...

DoorA dark concrete room, with a solid door completely closed. There is a young girl locked out from the world, wondering if the darkness will end and maybe she'll see sunlight. That she will be able to see her family again, and to be free from this endless torture of loneliness.
She doesn't know how she got here, doesn't know when, doesn't know where she is, but all she knows is that she is Here. Here, the endless darkness. Here, the everlasting torture from freedom. Anything is better than Here.
The door, wide and enormously tall, keeps her away from the ones she love. No one has found her yet, but she knows she won't be free from this Hell for years to come.
Her Hell had an edgy look to it, being in a place away from civilization. The walls and ceiling pitch black, a small tuft pillow under her head, her body on a creaking old bed. All necessities given at the end of the day, each with a scary, snarling male voice on the other end, promising to make her life miserable until the da

Soul's Escape Chapter 1CHAPTER ONE

“Have a seat, Valerie.” The silhouette instructed.
Valerie did as she was told and sat at the little folding chair that was placed in front of the desk. She could barely see anything. The lamps on the desk were too bright and shining right into her face. Valerie kept her eyes forward, but squinted.
“Are you ready to tell me what happened?” The silhouette asked.
“Ready as I’ll ever be.”
“Good. Start from the beginning.”
Valerie sighed and leaned her head on her palm. “Okay, it all started with a letter we all got in the mail. The letter said that we had won an all-expen

VOLVIENDO AL PASADO CAP 4VOLVIENDO AL PASADO CAP 4

ya todos en la habitacion...
marck : y que acemos aqui ???
phineas : pues , creo que no es cierto lo que dio esa niña , y este joven , nos va a ayudar a volver con nuestras respectivas novias
vicente : primero que demuestre que lo que ella dijo no es sierto
bruno : si , como sabemos que ella mintio o no
thomas : bien , se que son buenos constrctores , agan brasaletes , para que uno no se acerque a quien no sea su paeja
todos : ok
despues de un rato ...
phineas : aqui estan
thomas : funcionan ???
phineas : claro , si los brasaletes incorrectos se acercan demaciado , una descarga saldra de ellos , obligando a e

Lost AngelA detective dressed in a black pinstriped suit strode purposefully into the police office in New York City. She walked up to the front desk and cleared her throat, and the secretary looked up at her.

“Yes? How may I help you?”

“I was called here to work on the Fitzgerald case,” the detective said, her voice full of authority.

“Oh, I see. The chief will be out to talk to you in just a minute.” The secretary tapped away on the keys of her computer, and gestured for the detective to take a seat. The door leading further into the office flew open and bounced off of the wall. The police chief stood in the doo

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en el presente ...
de pronto la maquina exploto , y salio la chica rubia
brigett : funciono , ahora , a arruinar la vida de todos
la rubia se fue del patio , despues , volvio a explotar la maquina , y de ella salio el chico de cabello castaño
thomas : no te saldras con la tuya brigett
se puso una chaqueta , y unas gafas oscuras , y salio del patio
la rubia , consiguio como pudo , los numeros de los jovenes
brigett : que aparatejos , no se como se usan
despues de una eternidad (para brigett) encontro como hablarle a cada uno de ellos , los reunio
en la reunion...
todos y tu quien eres ???
brigett : solo una

Salvation“How many did you want again?”

“Thirty. You have it right.” The man dressed in white doused out his cigar. He picked up the thirty packs of white powder from the table and placed them in his pocket.

“You ain’t gonna weigh them?” asked the bald, short, and chunky man standing beside him.

The other man smiled and patted the baldman on the back. “There isn’t any reason for you to double cross me, is there?” The bald man shook his head.

“No, of course not. But there is one problem- you talk too much.” The man in the white suit pulled out his revolver and placed a bullet b

Soul's Escape Chapter 4CHAPTER FOUR

When Burgundy’s execution was finished, it was about 2:30 in the morning. Needless to say, everybody was tired and left to go to bed. Even though everybody had just watched a young woman die, they didn’t feel the least bit fazed. They were getting used to watching people die at this point.
At about 10:00 or 11:00 everybody was awake again. Everybody was going about their day in the resort when another announcement came on.
“Hello, everyone! I hope you all had a good night’s rest. I forgot to mention something that I believe is important. The student you are supposed to kill has an assistant that does some

Positively GlowingDown in a daisy-strewn valley in the middle of nowhere, lay a humble town with humble people and quite humble houses. The weather was nice and the townsfolk even nicer; they’d give their life for a stranger in need. At the same time every day, darkness was drawn over this quaint little town, with men and women alike turning in to rest their sleepy little heads. Not a sound was heard in the middle of the night; the wind was calm and even the mice had curled up to bed. But there was always one light on at the end of the block, a blinding beacon to all who dared to look out at the foreboding sight.

It was an unearthly glow, like one strai

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The Drowning Manby ~oshikuma

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I was really bored at work and started writing this short tale about a design i will later upload of the creature.

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~Deeds10 Apr 5, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

It looks like the silence from Dr who.

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~oshikuma Apr 5, 2013 Digital Artist

well, i had to attach an image to the short story i wrote and i chose that one. months before that story i DID make a drawings of Doctor Who's enemies, like the silence.
as you can see here: [link]
here: [link]
and here: [link]

so basically i just picked one of my images because DA asked me to do s before.

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~Same-side Sep 4, 2012 Writer

This would probably fit under Letters or Prose, rather than Scripts.

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~oshikuma Sep 5, 2012 Digital Artist

didnt actually know or payed attention to the category

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~Same-side Sep 5, 2012 Writer

Now, you know.

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