Da Vinci Code-esque short filmHere's the link: [link]
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Stars fell on AlabamaNewest
Swing, Miss. Home Run.The photograph was worn at the edges and felt, for the first time in his memory, thin. Flipping it over, he read the back; July 4, 1945.Swing, Miss. Home Run.
And he remembered.
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It was a bright, sunny Independence Day that year; it was perfect in almost every way. People chattered loudly from sidewalks, backyards, front yards, porches, from inside parlors and even in the park across from the City Hall where a long line of recent high school graduates stood, open, white envelopes held crumpled in their hands or folded in their pockets.
Everyone was celebrating in their own ways, and in former high school ba
by ~Demeanon
Weighing Consequences: CagedIt was raining; the dark clouds and dripping stones of the alleyway in which Ryan brooded fit his mood rather well. His jaw was clenched in anger and frustration, and he pressed his back against the wet, blackish brick wall with a growl.Weighing Consequences: Caged
How could Victoria agree to marry that old, sniveling coward? She had told him she hated the man her father had chosen. If she married him, she was sure to become a prostitute as well, because he knew that there was no such thing as marriage these days; the title of husband and wife was attached to whores and their regular customers – it held no real meaning. Just the thought of her coupling
by ~Demeanon
Creation of the ToadShe screamed from the pain. But she couldn't give in. She had been tricked; what she signed up for was supposed to be a survey on ‘common’ people’s feelings towards how things have been going lately.Creation of the Toad
"Now, tell us again. Isn't this institution doing everything correctly and doing its best to protect those under its jurisdiction?"
The pain was suddenly gone, leaving her mind in a fog. She was still lucid enough to form a sentence; "No... this Ministry is vile and corrupt... and this... proves it."
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"Did you hear? The Ministry is supposedly doing this secret plan to create th
by ~Demeanon
Burning TorchBurning TorchBurning Torch
You meet them at a young age; still in the midst of childhood when it didn’t matter if two different were friends and the foreign concept of love was never mentioned. The two of you grow up together, thick as thieves, gaining and loosing friends on the side. You even take responsibility for the accidentally broken trophy they knocked over while running around the halls of the school as a testament of your friendship.
Years pass and as the concept of love comes into play, so do the false accusations of cooties. The accusations of being together also grow around you both. You do your best to ignore t
by ~Demeanon
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The Austrians are coming to-day~ I'm so exciteddddddddd!
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Chowder: Pepper spray? That sounds delicious!
-gets sprayed by lady-
Chowder:AHHHHHHHH I WAS WRONG, I WAS HORRIBLY WRONG!!!!
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"No! I don’t want you to burn off my face!"
"I'm not going to, but if you don't let me clean your cuts, I very well might!"
--Stefan and Brigit
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SHOTAROTH, the one-winged Pedo! :0
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"No! I don’t want you to burn off my face!"
"I'm not going to, but if you don't let me clean your cuts, I very well might!"
--Stefan and Brigit
So urr. I'm doing a Halloween picture of our Organization girls. And I need to know...What would Xenelloc be if she were in Halloween Town? ;D
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That's quite a parking job!
I assume you did it blind folded, wth a ribid monkey clawing at your privates?
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NOW IS THE WINTER OF OUR DISCOUNTENT
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“No! I don’t want you to burn off my face!”
“I’m not going to burn off your face, but if you don’t let me clean your cut, I very well might!”
--Stefan and Brigit from one of my original stories
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That's quite a parking job!
I assume you did it blind folded, wth a ribid monkey clawing at your privates?
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NOW IS THE WINTER OF OUR DISCOUNTENT
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"No! I don’t want you to burn off my face!"
"I'm not going to, but if you don't let me clean your cuts, I very well might!"
--Stefan and Brigit
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aOoh...SHINY!!!!
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