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Persona X: Chapter 1
Chapter 1: A New Beginning</i>
September 17, 2016
Subete no hito no damano shi...
He blinked. Those words being hummed softly sounded very familiar to him, probably because he understood what they meant. It sounded like it was being played delicately by a piano in the distance. When he ignored the senses of hearing and focused more on the senses of seeing, the music was the least important thing that came to mind in place of the current aeroplane cabin covered in nothing but blue velvet.
There was a strange, elderly man sitting across from him rather contently. He appeared to be wearing very formal clothing, consisting of a dark suit with a black tie wrapped around the collar of a white shirt, and his gloved hands were relaxing on a cane placed between his lounging legs. His nose was very long and rather pointy, as were his ears. His eyes bulged out and looked rather
Tis dawn peaked and peeking, and to dawn I say
Dismal comes to another day, another day, a dismal day
Shall it be a morn of mourning for excitement, or a sudden rouse
To step forth out of the dulled cage that is this house
Join faces I recognize which fill me with ease
One with those eyes that never want mine to cease
And this comforting joy to which I owe chance
A chance seized by a captive who just wanted a dance
But each had his own and her own altogether
And perhaps I shant have waited and have acted for better
But tis wasnt my nature to stand up and lead
Like a tree, how I loathed it, that remains still a seed
And alas as the sun shifted down into below
And I hoped the morrow bring more happening for sow
Tis night peaked and peeking, and to night I pray
Dismal dies with another day, another day, a dismal day.
Shattered Hearts - Part IX
By: Cruzerchic123 and PurpleDameKat
Of a Valiant Sacrifice and Interesting Conclusions
Tierea's eyes widened in fury. She shook the side of her robe before she took flight and homed in after the White Eyrie.
Alex didn't turn around. He continued his deadly flight, twisting furiously and trying to dodge every blast of magic thrown at him from the Orange Shoyru magician. His eyes darted downwards to see Trisenne dragging Kakirusha on the stage. He made a sharp dive towards the two, but it was then that Thairelle decided to test out more of her control on gravity.
She aimed her wand at Alex, and he immediately cried out as he froze, falling to the ground with a sickening THUD! Kakirusha's eyes widened as tears stung them, a shriek of horror muffled by the kerchief gagging her. She thrashed around even more widely, kicking while trying to scream. Trisenne pursed her lips in annoyance. "This dancer is getting to be quite the nuisance, girls," she mu
Shattered Hearts - Part VII
By: Cruzerchic123 and PurpleDameKat
Of a Beautiful Beginning and a Catastrophic Climax
Written By: Cruzerchic123
Alex waited patiently for the unknown person to go back outside. And not to hurt him. Most definitely the last one when he felt someone looming over him. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and squirmed, then made a large show of groggily opening one eye.
A familiar face stared at him, holding the replaced candle (ergo an odd-shaped mound of melted pink wax) in her hands. "Good to see you're up and about," Kakirusha said, and gave another one of her cute, petite smiles.
Alex was still paying attention to the svelte figure that was bestowed by the white dress with pink trimming and green sequins. He suddenly realized that he was staring at her (at her body, for that matter) and quickly shot back a smile as a reply, hoping he wasn't blushing. So this is why this room felt familiar; the caravan!
"Yeah, y-you could say that," the Eyrie said. He gr
Shattered Hearts - Part V
by: cruzerchic123 and purpledamekat
Of a Dimming Light and a Troubling Sight - Part V
Written by: cruzerchic123
It was not darkness, but grayness that she was walking around in. Everything around her was dull. All the people walking around her had no color; the trees, the village...they had no color. They had no expression.
They were empty.
And she was dangling from up above them...
She realized then that she had her hand clasped in somebody elses. She looked up, and her heart pounded. There, before her, like the sun about to kiss the sea, was him.
He smiled at her humbly; she nearly let go in spite of her shock, but he had his grasp on her. "This time, dear Kaki, I won't let go," he whispered softly, so gently. "And don't you let go."
Kaki gave a small smile up at the blue Lupe. "I will not," she vowed. "I will not."
* * * * * * * *
Her eyes opened.
Here she was, dreaming about her old love again, when everybody told her to le
The man waiting at the door adjusted his black baseball cap and raised an eyebrow. He'd been standing at the door for three minutes now, and Gene was most likely inside.
So why isn't he opening the door? Kid thought, frowning. He rapped his knuckles against the door again. "Gene, c'mon, I'm getting tired of standing here!" he called.
"For the love of Bowser, it's open!" a voice retorted frustratingly.
Kid rolled his eyes. "Well, you could've said that in the first place," he muttered, and placed his hand on the knob. As the knob turned, the door opened, and Kid walked in, glancing at the man with longer brown hair and a red hat read a Sportstar Golf magazine.
"Gee, so THAT'S what kept you," Kid groused, folding his arms. "Looking at yourself again?"
The man known as Gene Yuss looked up and flashed him a smug smile. "But of course," he replied. "I see nothing wrong with admiring The Gene and his glory."
How about an ego? Kid
Violets are Blue - Poem
Violets are Blue...
WARNING: This is a very short and bad poem...wait, how the heck is shortness a bad thing if it's a bad poem? XD
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Roses are red
Violets are blue
The former is cliché
So what shall I do?
Blue is of sadness
But of happiness too
I know pink you desire
But I know that deep down, you love blue
Besides, I couldn't afford roses
And as of now, blue fits you
So says the white ribbon
Who seems to like you
~ Alexandrion Terraflare (not Suzana, because she sure doesn't write bad like I do...hehe...)
Violets are Blue
Violets are Blue...
When she saw the violets lying on her red velvet mattress, she froze up.
The Aisha took a few breaths in, trying to calm herself down and settle her nerves. Placing a hand over the delicate, tiny flowers, wrapped around with a small white ribbon, she scooped them up in her hands and placed them near her heart. Her eyes gazed at them wistfully, as if recalling something.
Perhaps she could accomplish becoming a drama queen instead of a dancer, due to exaggeration, as her mother would've told her. She hated the color blue. No, she didn't hate her mother's good friend or others, and she wasn't racist, and she certainly did not hate her father or the hair she acquired from him in her genetic coding, but a certain Neopet made blue a painful color to her. Especially since the ocean blue of the violets she held in her paws reflected a painful memory from the past.
Sometimes blue was also the color of sorrow, as one of her
The Freaky Fangirl Frenzy - 11
The Freaky Fangirl Frenzy: Part 11
"Mommy," Jeran squeaked, and quickly pushed ALLEGRA to the ground. Her laser fired off and struck the statue, causing it to collapse. Jeran lost his balance and fell in the fountain with a scream, dropping his sword.
"Alright, that's it! Are we a bunch of cowards, or are we men?" Kass roared, waving his sword in the air.
"I'm gonna go with number one," Armin said, his eyes shifting around nervously.
"Kass is right!" Jeran said, standing and picking up his sword. "We gotta fight back! We're not just gonna run like little girls!"
"Didn't we already do that in, like, these past ten parts of the story?" Jacques asked.
"Well, yeah, technically...but who cares?" Jeran bellowed. "It's time to defy death and blaze in glory!"
"I think we're gonna fulfill death and blaze in flames, if you ask me," Armin muttered.
"ENOUGH PUTTING US DOWN!" Jeran ordered, waving his sword. "Alright, men, get into position!"
ALLEGRA was starting to get up.
ViolinI remember the day
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
My School Says I'm Worthless (sort of a rant)I'm a criminal because my values aren't their values
And I'm scum to say the least
Because I'm not on their list
Ones who have their lives set out
And drink from molten glory raining down from
School top balconies...
And I have myself left to blame for all the non-attempts
And truancies; the bleak distractions
That help me escape the inviolable test-score stares
Of disapproval that I attract from their
And they're forced to ask me 'Why?
Why are you still here?'
And I can barely say
That I'm afraid to leave.
That I know that no-one knows
Or what they want to be
But unlike those
I gave up
A while ago
And they can't tell me to my face that I'm a failure so they heavily imply
That my lacking presence
And even less impressive
Tendency for slacking off is evidence
That I am stupid and a fool and nothing more than such a waste of resources
And it's a disappointment
That I don't hold their ideals
VesselYour heart is a compass.
Broken, perhaps, but I know
It’s always searching for the North Star.
Which way will your beard point tonight?
DanielYou are vertebrae
reinforced with titanium
that does not make you the lesser -
You’ve got the weight of the world
on one shoulder
sometimes you trip because of it -
you’re still walking
and if things fused wrong
post or anterior
and if things fused out in the interior
your circuits live on
and if your thoughts get circular
or so do your moods
and your mind blanks and you forget -
you’re nervous but strong -
then I’ll remind you.
Because you give me
the backbone required
you’re my Atlas, so I lift my head,
you’re my axis, so I can face the future
because you are vertebrae
reinforced with titanium.
You’re my inner strength.
FallingFailure after failure
A life not worth living
Lost in my misery
Long gone are the good moments
I keep falling
Nothing can save me now
Gone my hopes are
Because He'sHe’s listening
Millions of them.
A flash of red
And a navy hat
No warning – now motionless
With skin turned to shadows.
Thinking of you
It was when I swam up to surface
I saw you up on the hill
You looked so handsome and cute
And you almost made me trill
But I just stared up at you
Watching you grip tight
You turned down to look at me
While the sun shone down some light
Our eyes locked, they couldn't part
Then your friend came with help
You took one look before you went up
And then I swam back to my world of kelp
And whilst I swim in these waters
I see you in my head
I really need some rest right now
I think I'll go to bed
But as I sleep, I see a horrible vision
Oh, what will I ever do?
Years have passed and I saw your doom
I just can't stop thinking of you...
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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