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War of Three Worlds Spinoff: Week in Republic CityPremise: A series of short-stories revolving around Fluttershy and Bolin set in the Avatar universe.
1. Pro-Bending Mondays: Bolin brings Fluttershy along with him so she can watch a Pro-Bending match. However, he finds out the Fire Ferrets are up against the five-year reigning champions, the Sun Warrior Dragons.
2. Swimming on Tuesday: Bolin teaches Fluttershy to swim in her human body, despite her reluctance.
3. Wednesday on Ember Island: Bolin takes Fluttershy to see a play at Ember Island and they each share an individual dream.
4. Thursday of the Unagi: While spending time on Kiyoshi Island, Fluttershy and Bolin find themselves hunted by the Unagi.
5. Friday Night Lights: Bolin desperately tries to bring Fluttershy to a Lightning Bug display only to face complications.
6. Saturday Storm: While being cooped up inside by a storm, Fluttershy and Bolin tell stories to pass the time.
7. Dragons of Sunday: Bolin and the others try to convince Fluttershy to get over her fears o
The Old TruckIt is a bleak February day, gray and damp with a mist that sits heavy around the world, when we make the long drive to his childhood home, where the old Chevy sits under a grave blanket of snow, left to him by a man who has been gone for a long, hard decade already. With a tender touch and skilled hands, he works under the hood; then in the bed, removing last fall's leaves, which have kept her warm under all the ice and snow.
One mighty shake and rumble later, the engine jumps to life. The frame creaks and groans, like some beast awakening from a deep slumber.
With a combination of strength and gentleness that is so uniquely his, he pats the cab and whispers, "That's my girl."
I find myself suddenly sentimental.
This is the truck that saw one lifelong romance through to the very end, and that played such an instrumental role in the blossoming of our own relationship. The memories flood through me with each turn of the motor.
Red bench seats, windows down, a crisp breeze blowing off the
Perfect World (Not Always As It Appears)In my perfect world there are very few people. I barely tolerate most people and I do not get along well with others. People annoy me.
In my perfect world it is quiet and filled with any book I could ever want, a fast computer, Netflix and a drive in theater. The drive in theater is almost always nearly empty and there is never a line at the snack bar. The books are there whenever you want, any title ever written either from the past or the future is ready at your beckon call. A computer right at your fingertips just ready to be used for anything, looking up music, playing a game or anything else. And any TV or screen has Netflix so I can watch Doctor Who anywhere any time.
In my perfect world people won't try to bother me or talk to me unless I ask them too.
In my perfect world a few people would be there my only and best friend, my girlfriend, and my grandfather. Those 3 would see me often then I have internet friends who can come by when I want, and my other family members if I want
i'm semi-automatic [PERSONAL]
I'm never what I like. I'm double-sided, and I just can't hide.
I kinda like it when I make you cry,
'Cause I'm twisted up, I'm twisted up inside my mind.
It was, perhaps, a beautiful sight. For most.
The rain, coming down slowly as if to taunt the man, gave the asphalt a glossy appearance. The streetlights flickered in and out, their shine reflecting off of the wet ground.
He hated it.
Oh, how he hated it, the way the rain came down so slowly. The way it pelted him, leaving him wet, vulnerable. The way the road shined after the rain fell, the way the streetlights glowed so brilliantly despite their shortening lifespan.
He hated the beauty.
Clutching his side, the man clung to a streetlight with his other hand. His fingers curled around his ribcage, digging into his skin; his cold, wet skin.
Groaning, he let himself slide to the ground, propping himself up against the metal pole. The least it could do was go away, the rain. Why did it have to ling
G: Father DaughterFather Daughter
Ivy watched as her father sat locked in his room office space, her mother Hannah was out shopping for groceries as the house need food and Hannah offered she will go though she was tired she had to go shopping. She only agreed to going if Claude watched over their baby girl Ivy. It took a lot of pressuring but by the end of it all he agreed.
He hadn’t spent time with his daughter in some time and should be willing to give up some free time to watch over. Sadly it wasn’t the case as soon as Hannah left her father locked himself in his office and went back to work.
It was always the case with him he would lock himself in his office and work all day Ivy sat outside his office holding her stuffed spider as she waited for him to be done with work. He had promised once he was done he would take her out to the park but for now Ivy had to sit be quiet and while she waited.
Claude was in his office deep in thought about his paper work and thinking nothing more than t
Interesting Conversations 31Interesting Conversations with…
Katie: All day at work I felt like the genie in Aladdin. POOF "Whaddya need?" POOF "Whaddya need?" POOF "Whaddya need?"
Abby: 3 year old at work (Safeway) asked me if I was a zookeeper. We just got our aprons today.
Josh: Allow me to add a small additional dimension to your life: next time you read a doge meme, do so in the voice of a sincerely impressed Christopher Walken.
Gabrielle: You have turned something I loathe into something I love.
Tristan: My 8 year old student on Music History: "So there were 2 brothers named Bach and Beethoven who wrote the first songs. Well, actually, before that there was a loooot of hippie music." ...clearly we have some work to do!
Sarah: By hippie music he clearly meant Josquin, right?
Jade: One time my student asked me if Haydn was the president of the United States, and then when I told her no, she asked if he was alive at the same time as dinosaurs
Jovian: (Reviewing a list of the great events of
Avril LavigneWhat's your favorite song by Avril? I have too many. XD
I like Rock N Roll
Best Dam* Thing
My Happy Ending
Let Me Go...
Way too many. XD
Not One Day Goes ByIs it really that hard to be happy with me for just one day? Not one day goes by without you making several snarky remarks, remarks on how I’m just such a disappointment . That you’re less than pleased with what I choose to enjoy, that all of my interests and hobbies are worthless. Just as worthless as I am.
Not one day goes by without me trying to keep the peace, trying to stop us from arguing again. Because arguing with you is pointless, you’ve already made up your mind. Your opinion of me seems as if it’ll never change. No matter what I do, I’ll never impress you. Every positive thing I accomplish is just cancelled out by every mistake I make along the way.
Not one day goes by without me seeing that look on your face. A look of disgust and regret. That one expression tells me more than words could ever say, it tells me that I really am hopeless. No matter what I do, you’ll still only focus on my flaws.
Not one day goes by without my resolve weaken
My Little Mobius: Chapter 3Chapter 3
Tails had wasted no time with the strange creature he and his friends met. As soon as the creature stopped it's movement in the forest, Tails brought it to, what was left of, his workshop, slowly escorting the beast to it. He was amazed that his workshop withstood the devastation of Chaos Mishap, but was still curious to see where the beast had originated from. Once inside the workshop, Tails led the creature to an assortment of gadgets, and strange machines. The creature kept spewing 'Rhydon' over and over again, as Tails began to search for a specific device. His search ended when he found a needle, attached to the needle was a small display screen. Tails had invented a DNA Identifier for the case that, if he ever had to, find a way to identify Sonic, should any clone or the like be made by Eggman. The creature raised a brow in confusion, as Tails slowly inserted the needle into the creature's arm. It didn't move, nor did it cry out in pai
Aliens come to earthI would just like to say my views on a certain topic of debatable truths.
I would enjoy some other peoples views and opinions as well.
People that say that they were abducted by aliens, I think are honestly people looking for a bit of attention because if you'll notice the people that get abducted are always people that aren't exactly at their highest point in life.
Now, just because I have said that does NOT (AND I REPEAT NOT) mean I do not believe in aliens because if the universe is as big as everyone on earth believes it is then realistically it is impossible for there to be no other life out there.
Bt, i they had the ability to travel millions of light-years across the known universe I would think that they would either A) take us all and use us as slaves (kind of on the same line that white people way back in time did to all African American people just be cause we were more "sophisticated and technologically advanced" (BS, no one is better than another)) or B) leave us the @#%$
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