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Name: Belladonna Frost
Birthday: December 21st
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 60 kg
Eyes: Steel Blue
Scars: Cut marks - upper arms, thighs, calves, hips, waist, ribs; Jagged, random scars across back
Personality: Mostly cold and quiet; withdrawn; secretive; caring; short-tempered; moody; controlled; sometimes pleasant if in a good mood
Weapon(s): Silver daggers - number changes daily; always hidden under clothes; easily thrown
Weaknesses: Multiple Personality Disorder; Excessive blood production - causes headaches, nosebleeds, insomnia, moodiness, excessive flushing, and sleepwalking; Compulsive self-destructive behaviour; Independence
Skills: Gymnastics; Self-Defense; Knives; Studious; Finding Trouble
Father: Carson Frost is a rich investor with a kind heart. Although he became a father while
To See the Sun: Rewrite
Year 26, Month 10, Night 1
It would figure that I’m late. Whenever I’m expected back, I always seem to be late. Whatever, they can’t complain, since I actually have a valid excuse.
Looking behind me, I find that I still have a few pursuers hanging on my tail, so I jump down from the roof I’d been running on and duck into an abandoned building before sneaking my way into the old sewer system. I stop to check my rucksack, making sure nothing inside is damaged or missing, and listen.
I can hear them shouting at each other, arguing, running around trying to sniff out any signs of where I might have run off too. Those bloody vampires are sure persistent. Slowly, quietly, I creep my way down the damp tunnel until I reach an exit far enough from my trackers that they shouldn’t pick up the scent again.
With a quick look around I scope out the area before taking off down several narrow alleyways. Working my way through all the convoluted twists and turns, an
A Dream's ReasonsCrystalline and amber hued
a sunset drop of morning dew
falling rain beneath the waves
of this lake's ocean blue
I sat upon a lily pond
questioned things of which I'm fond
and looked into the purple sky
and wondered how the spiders fly
The sparrow hunts a poorly fox
while bullrush reeds do knock
upon a door of softest clay
this is what I dreamed today
Taking FlightOh, ye child of Earth and Sky
Spread thy wings and learn to fly
Above the clouds ye shall climb,
Across the Earth 'til end of time.
Ne'er fear the coming storms
For t'was of lightning ye were born
Turn thy wings to the wind
follow the e'er swirling spin.
Let the stars be thy guide
And do not stray to either side
For one day, ye shall see,
The lights lead to thy destiny
And once thy true purpose has been found
Ne'er again shall ye touch the ground.
Name: Tabitha Ranges
Nicknames: Tabby Cat; Tabitha Twichet
Birthday: June 21st
Place of Birth: Oxford, England
Favorite Color: Pale blue
Height: 5’ 8”
Weight: 60 kg
Body Type: Hourglass
Bra Size: 32B
Dress Size: 6
Skin: Light Tan
Hair: Dirty Blonde, Mid-back length
Other Physical Distinctions: sparrow birth mark on front of left shoulder
Mother: Julia Ranges, Writer, Deceased
Relationship with Mother: admiration and love
Father: Colbert Ranges, Soldier
Relationship with Father: respect and loyalty; some strain due to his constant non-presence
Aunt: Elena Gregory, mother’s sister
Relationship with Aunt: close friends; live far away, but often write letters to each oth
Shocking TruthIt’s really no wonder we’d slept through the night after what we had done. When I finally woke up, the oil lamp had completely burnt out and all the sweat had dried.
I placed a hand on my abdomen. It still felt strange having all those eggs inside me. I felt them all shift as I slowly sat up and winced when some of them bumped my bladder. Shane had apparently felt my movement and sat up beside me.
He looked confused for a moment before he looked at me and realization hit him. He looked down at my middle and seemed absolutely gobsmacked.
“You weren’t that big last night,” he gaped incredulously.
“Of course not. The eggs grew, that is what happens after all.” I carefully maneuvered myself and started putting my clothes back on. I had a bit of trouble with the waist of my skirt, and I couldn’t lace my vest at all near the bottom. “Dula’s probably going to kill me.”
Shane had also put his clothes back on, and I noticed
All I Was Able To Give (part 2)He watched as his mate struggled. Day in and out Mikey was sluggish, depressed, unwilling or unable to train for longer than an hour or so. There were times when Raph would catch Mikey holding his stomach as tears trickling down his face. Those times Raph would hug Mikey. Would pull the young turtle tightly against his body and whisper how much he loved Mikey into the turtle's ear.
It was slowly destroying them, both of them. They had wanted a baby for so long. They’d hoped and dreamed of having a child of their own, just as their brother's had, had with their mates; the news that it was almost impossible was a near fatal blow to them. And while Mikey slowly fell into depression Raph found himself becoming more and more violent. At night when he went out on patrols he would bellow and rage at thugs and gangsters. Normally he tried to show some restrain when fighting with them, but now that was gone. He broke bones, fought dirty, did whatever it took to try and release the pent up
Mysteries of the Galactic Guardians - Chapter: 11
Chapter: 11 Cave of Evil
A boisterous, nasally voice spoke up. "Lights...camera...action! Hellooooooo galaxy! Desiree DazzleDaze here with the latest in interstellar news." She quickly twerked her butt implants back into place. "Breaking news. Are the Galactic Guardians finally beaten? Recent reports show that the Phantom has attacked the famed Admiral Jetson's cruiser. Not only was the hero killed, but the Guardians were late to the party...AGAIN. It seems the pony doctor's drones were a flop, and the GoldenHearts?.....No shows!" Her audience laughed and chortled away as she giggled with a snort. "It's bad enough that Queen Elsa threw a fit at her royal ball when another queen attempted to woo her hubby. Speaking of which, where has the king gone off to? Who knows, he may be running off with that curvaceous Madrisian queen. Careful Elsie, Mikie's slowly....but surely....dumping your icy
Mysteries of the Galactic Guardians - Chapter: 9
Chapter: 9 Blackout
THE FOLLOWING IS TAKEN FROM THE DATALOG OF GALACTIC GUARDIAN, ELSA GOLDEHEART.
The Snoopers had flown in to pick us up on Arendelle. Their ship, the Always Faithful, was regal yet intimidating. We followed Doctor Whooves' coordinates to the Admiral Jetson's cruiser. The entire Guardian ship was under blackout, drifting aimlessly through space.
Galleth Snooper cracked his thunderous knuckles. "This is undoubtedly a trap."
"True, but as a fellow Hanna-Barberan, Admiral Jetson's safety is of the utmost importance.", replied his mother.
Suddenly, my wristcom blipped as Kira whispered, "Elsa?"
"Yes, Kira. It's me."
"Thank the stars. They ambushed us. We're all scattered throughout the ship. Meet me in the detention block and-....wait....wait..."
A stern voice yelled, "There she is! Blast her!" The transmission ended.
I turned to Super Snooper, who was at the wheel. "Y
CHAPTER 8 MEMORIES AND TESTSCHAPTER 8
In front of them the cave stood; enormous in size and eerie in atmosphere. Glancing at Donatello Mikey spoke.
“what is this place?”
Donatello looked to him and spoke.
“this is the tunnel of Yubi. It was carved out of the mountain centuries ago and represents the darkness that must be overcome in order to see light.”
Next to him Mikey felt Leo shift uncomfortably. “and we have to go through it?” Donatello nodded.
“yes. It will take us to the castle. But it will not be easy.”
Mikey cocked his head.
“what do you me-”
but his words were cut off as a dull roar passed by them carried on the winds.
“I will explain more; but we must keep moving.”
Stepping into the cave Mikey felt his skin crawl; it was unnaturally cold and damp; and every step he took it felt as though he was being pulled deeper and deeper into oblivion. As though they were stepping into an entirely new world. Glancing back he found himself
Mysteries of the Galactic Guardians - Chapter: 12
Chapter: 12 The Queen's Bodyguard
THE FOLLOWING IS TAKEN FROM THE DATALOG OF GALACTIC GUARDIAN, ELSA GOLDENHEART.
I flung open the doors and entered my castle. Anna leapt up from her seat, "Sis? What's wrong?" I hugged her tight.
"It's Michael. He's out of range and Loki....and...and..-"
"Slow down, Elsa.", worried the redhead. "Breathe. What happened to Michael?"
"Loki's behind everything. The attacks...the Phantom. All of it. He has a plot against Michael and now I can't reach him. I'm setting course for Dagobah, and I'm bringing him home." I broke free of my sister's embrace and raced upstairs.
"Wait, Elsa. This could be a trap!"
"I don't care, Anna. He's my husband and I'll travel to the ends of the galaxy for him." I looked at my wedding ring, gaining motivation from it. "I'll love him forever. For better and for worse. Anna, you are in charge if.....until...I return." I packed my bags
Every Breath You Take || Ch. 10Already shielding herself from the sight of Abels' withered wounds, Claire twisted around to match the face to the voice.
Dean. Dean was here, which meant things were suddenly and overwhelmingly looking up for her. But he wasn't just looking at her. Her heart went out to him when she saw the horror twist his features upon spotting the shrunken Sam pinned to the table. He muttered Sam's name, but the brothers were only able to share anxious eye contact from the space between them. Dean's eyes were back up again to Abel's, and Claire was exceedingly grateful she wasn't the target of that cold rage.
Abels clenched his jaw furiously when he saw Claire face glow for the blond hunter. If these damnable hunters hadn't intervened, she would have already been tamed by this point!
"You really think I would hand her over to you? When this is what you let happen to the people under your watch?" The witch gestured to Sam, easily playing up on the guilt Dean already burdened himsel
Mysteries of the Galactic Guardians - Chapter: 13
Chapter: 13 Murderer
1:20 am Madrisia
I immediately shoved the queen off of me and rolled out of bed. "Sirena!", I scolded.
She fidgeted with her nightgown and stuttered, "I...I...I'm sorry! I shouldn't have done that."
I stormed out of the bedroom and into the lounge. "Damn right you shouldn't have! What were you thinking?!"
"I was...erhm...checking up on you. Then I saw you kissing in your sleep...and I....I just had to feel your lips again!"
"Sirena, you're a mess.", I sighed. "Don't you EVER do that again!"
She hung her head in shame. "Oh Michael, I'm so sorry." She fell to her knees and began to sob hysterically. "I don't know who I am anymore!", she bawled.
Having lost my parents, I knew the feelings she was going through. I helped her up and into my arms. "Shhhhhh. Shhhhhh." I rubbed her back as she cried into my shoulder. "I know, your majesty. I know it hurts. But we're gonna get you throu
Darkest Depths: Part One - DissolutionThe lake spread out before him as far as the eye could see, an endless silver and black mirror reflecting the face of their god above. Gealach was an immense presence, drowning out the light of any stars with moon’s light. The Moonwatcher seemed concerned, peering down on the travelling pair with close scrutiny, and for good reason. Berach and his apprentice, Crowe, continued their journey through the heart of Oathbreaker territory on the old stag’s quest to find his daughter.
Elspeth had not returned from the Swan Doe’s Kingdom, and the emptiness in Berach’s heart from her absence ate at him. It plagued his soul, growing ever darker, consuming his thoughts and dreams. The darkness had always been a part of him; the loss of his leg had sown the seed but Muirín had been there to shed the light of hope within him. Her love, and later the love of their adopted daughter, had opened his heart and his mind. Muirín had shown him how to accept the gifts that t
Tyrone Form for DAFTERSTORYS [Alignment] Saint
[Name] Tyrone McFlynnigain
[Age] He is twenty nine years old, but he can at times act younger.
[Date of Birth] He was born on November eleventh.
[Species/Ethnicity] Tyrone is a mainly carnivorous, predatory giant. His kind have short, broad pointed ears and six sharp fangs, two larger canines and two smaller canines on the top, while having just two small canines on the bottom. The rest of their teeth are mainly human-like. They are a tall, but mainly friendly people, standing roughly between eighty to a hundred and twenty feet tall. They are solitary creatures and mainly stick by themselves, hunting dear and other game in the forests around the area that they may live in. They are known for their high sense of smell and hearing, but a undeniable allergy to gold and strong, burning smells like alcohol.
Quetzalcoatl: Part 10A dozen naga were positioned on the opposite side of the river, all holding spears and carrying deadly sabres at their hips. One naga slithered to the front of the others and planted the butt of his spear in the ground. "Running isss usselessss. Give usss the girl and we jussst might sspare your misserable livesss!"
"Over my dead body!" Tristan shouted back before taking off into the air, Demetri right on his heels. They flew as fast as their wings would take them, away from the spear-chucking serpents.
"Boss," called Demetri after several minutes, "I don't think my wings can hold out much longer."
"There's a copse of trees just past that ridge, we can hide there."
The two landed amongst the tightly knit roots just as Demetri's wings gave out. He spent several minutes hacking to the side as Tristan laid Cynthia on some soft moss. That was when he realized that the both of them were soaked to the bone.
"Hey, Demetri," he called to the boy just recovering from his coughing fit.
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