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Article by bendaimmortal posted 2 days ago
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ABOUT ME
 
Alias: Kieran
Age: 30+
Gender: Male

Personality: Friendly, open-minded, and love human psychology, children, animals, and doing research for my RPing/writing. I'm also a very passionate writer - I don't hurry from a situation to the next, I love to take it slow and dig into my characters' heads and the situation itself when I write about them. That is not to say I constantly write really in-depth - of course I don't, or that I'd never do a time-skip - of course I do...Just, i don't want to needlessly hurry. To me, it's quality over quantity.

Been roleplaying since:
Since 2003.

THE PLOT I WANT TO PLAY

This would be just for the two of us, a 1x1 RPG. I have created two OC characters, a father and his young (9+ years old) son into the Once Upon A Time universe. I'm looking for someone to RP the father while I RP the son. Both are non-magical people born and living here in the land without magic, specifically in London, England - but through the son's belief in everything and adventurous nature they end up stuck in the Enchanted...
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Article by Jinx_Strangeman posted 12 days ago
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The lingering light was obliterated by the rapidly falling night. The once salmon and purple sky transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black that engulfed the town. A canopy of luminous stars materialized amongst the ocean of blackness. Some were dull, merely flickering into existence every now and then, but there was an adequate amount of shimmering stars to illuminate the dark, moonless night. The lake glistened, mirroring the dazzling assemblage of glittering stars and the luminescence from the moon. The faint wind brushed against the water's surface, the ripples ruffled the stillness of the surface, and shattered the reflection of the trees overlapping one another. I am running away from my killer. My parents’ killer. The one person who's been following me and targeting me my whole life.
I haven't needed to run away, until my parents were murdered in front of me. I remember being tied to a chair, I was so young. My life was shattered when their piercing screams being cut off by the sound of them choking on their own blood. Their screams only memories of what my past was like. I know that killer is hiding out in the open world.
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Article by RainSoul posted 22 days ago
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What do you do when the gray waves roll over your head, and your body is too weak to swim ashore. Do you panic and scream and try anyway to break the surface of the water? Do you silently cry and pray and tell your loved ones you love them one more time. Or because you know it's futile to fight submit to the lulling cold darkness kissing at your eyelids? Do you let the salty seawater drain into your lungs and choke to death's waiting arms?

Or do you float to the surface and wait for the storm to pass and sunlight to pierce your shivering mass of a body?.. You choose wisely.. You wake up in a hospital bed with tubes and wires pricked into your skin possessively warding death into the shadows buying you more grains of sand. Sand.. You remember jumping off a bridge into the ocean but panic and started to drown. Your heart had stopped. Your family held your gray lifeless body and sat with you the entire time. You hear your heart shakily beating refusing to extinguish its flame. You put your hand over your heart, no your life and cry. You have decided to swim ashore.
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Opinion by RainSoul posted 26 days ago
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This is my attempt that being deep. Enjoy and I hope you have your minds blown away. ;3

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Say we’re up in space, and we remove all the stars or anything that is luminous. Light would be nonexistent. Next we’ll remove all the planets, minerals, materials, chemicals, particles, atoms, and anything in between. We remove thing, we remove matter, we remove time, we remove life. We remove substance. We remove dark matter. We remove reality. What’s left? Space and Darkness. There is no color. There is no thing. There is nothingness. There is darkness and space. If there exists no thing but something is present then is there really nothing there? Space is infinite so nothingness is infinity. There is only infinite nothingness. Life was a miracle. Now please define nothing to me.


Bonus Questions: What would be the temperature in infinite nothingness in the absence of (thing, matter, reality)?
Is reality really life?
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Article by RainSoul posted 1 month ago
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As I gasp for breath while I drown the pain in morphine
While my heart beats in tune with the rolling static hills on the metal screen
I lay on my deathbed reflecting on my life
I can say I had a good one although it was filled to the brim with tidal waves of hurt
I laughed in delight while running through the golden fields embracing the open skies and wearing a halo of warm sunshine
I climbed trees and swam in the salty emerald sea
But Moma was always working hard at the diner filling out orders for sugary milkshakes and greasy fries
And brother Tim was always out too late fixing old radios who sang their last jazzy blues
However
I can’t though say that I don’t have regrets
I regret not telling you how I really felt
How you made my heart flutter
As tears sprang in my chocolate eyes
How I wanted to hug you with all my might
And kiss you on the cheek
While we sat in the dark
Watching the stars
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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"Tino?" A hand was probing me awake and I jolted upright, looking around my room and stopping at Laura crouching next to me. She looked a mix of angry, concerned and amused. I wasn't sure which one I needed to worry about facing most. I sighed and sat up from where I fell asleep among all my books and the map.

"Sorry. " I said putting in bookmarks and snapping all of the leather books shut, stacking them on top of each other. I was about to grab the map when I realized that the arrows and papers weren't there. I frantically began to look around, searching under everything near me.

"Looking for these?" Laura asked holding up the four pieces of paper and two arrows. I looked at them, then her, and sighed in defeat. "What happened to no keeping secrets?" She asked me. I propped my elbows on my knees and rubbed my hands over my face. God, how do I explain this?

"I didn't- I was going to tell you."

"When?" She demanded. I removed my hands from my face and looked into her cold gray eyes, before shifting my gaze to the floor. Still the same color as her eyes...
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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"You never did tell me. " I said as Donovan sat with me in my bunk room off the side of the horse stalls. It was a small room, but big enough for me. Pushed up against the corner farthest from the door, I had a bunk bed with my mattress, blankets and pillow sat on the top where I was now. On the bottom, I kept an old worn desk with a small bookshelf for me to keep my many studies. Across the desk was a huge map I haven't had time to look at. Donovan was sitting on the long-ish chest across from my bed that I had draped a deer hide over. There was a bathroom in one corner with a built in closet that I had my few pairs of clothes in. All in all, I didn't have much, but I didn't care too much. On the wall that covered the space between the chest and my bed was a small window with what looked like plexiglass and gray curtains that were drawn back.

"Never told you what?" Donovan asked me in response to my statement.

"Who the last grave was for." He took in a deep breath and rested his elbows on his knees.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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Thanks to that Vodka, I might fall asleep pretty quickly although knowing full well that I am probably going to have one hell of a headache in the morning. Since the- incident- at the Blackstrike League, Laura has been acting like a mother and it's been making me contemplate even going to the cafeteria anymore. I don't eat anyways. I felt my eye shut on me as I managed to plop down onto my bed.

Resting her head on my shoulder, I watched her as she watched the sky changing colors from where we sat on the roof of our three-story building. Our secret spot, just for the two of us. The clouds turning from colors of fire to that of cotton candy and lavender until the sky began to fade into its dark phase of the night. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer.

"What do you think is out there? Across the vast oceans and unknown territory?" I smiled at how proper she spoke. She always had, even if she wasn't first generation royalty.

"I guess we'll have to wait and find out. " I said kissing her bright pink cheek.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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"Donovan." Someone called my name again, but it was a different voice in my mind. The one that I will never hear again. Part of me was glad for that, but it echoed in my head every time my name was called. "No Donovan. It's mine." She had said when I pointed out that the particular sword she pulled out was Vorom's. It was the last time I had ever heard her say my name. When she was giving me hints on who she was that she had kept secret from me for God knows how long. We had only been back together not even a month when I lost her all over again. My thoughts were still stuck back in time. That time. Where we were at the Blackstrike League, going to rescue Inali, who was kidnapped. Only to have my little sister killed and find out the love of my life is the killer of my parents...

"Donovan." My name was called again and I snapped out of it, looking up at Laura who was staring at me with a worried expression on her face. "You haven't eaten a single bite." She said softly, looking at my full plate.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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"Hey! Get away from her!" We could hear Laura yelling and Inali leaned over the balcony, dodging an arrow that flew past her face. I looked out with her. There we saw Antonio and Laura holding off a huge group of red and black hoods, nearly failing, while Mel lay against the south wall, barely breathing. Inali backed up and I knew exactly what she was going to do.

"No Inali don't! You're not strong enough."

"Watch me." She challenged and ran forwards, jumping off the ledge. In the air, she began to release arrows, hitting most of the targets and landing with a summersault. When she tried to stand back up, her ankle gave out and she staggered. People turned to grab her, judging the fact that she is the threat. Not thinking, I followed what she did, landing perfectly and going off on those surrounding her, not paying attention to whether I was killing them or not. With some help on Laura and Antonio's side, we were cutting them down pretty quickly. Some retreated.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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"Go." She tried to mouth. I was frozen. Never would I ever leave her behind.

"So what? You kill her, then proceed to torture those innocent people?" Mel asked, her voice shaking with rage as she pointed out the doorway where rows of cell sat, containing people like vicious dogs in a pound.

"Those people. Are not as innocent as you may believe them to be." He said. "And I'm hoping that she with be a lesson." He growled pointing his sword flat across her neck. I heard Inali take a deep breath as if deciding it would be her last and was ready for it.

"Vzyat' ikh!" He screamed. Get them. Within a matter of minutes, there were four dead guards, and us all tied together, our backs to each other; weaponless. Everything we had taken away.

"I'm sorry." I heard Mel whisper from next to me.

"For what?" I asked.

"Leading us here. It was a stupid idea, and now all of us are dead..." She spoke quietly and was already falling subject to fate. Just like Inali. But I knew that wasn't how they usually are. Either of them. They knew something about this League and who these hoods are. Something they hadn't told...
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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I hadn't slept at all. I just kept staring at Inali. She stirred beside me and I moved to start the fire knowing she would be stiff from sleeping in the cold. She woke up as soon as it was lit and noticed her hood was down. Staring at me with wide eyes, she pulled it back up.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked her quietly. Her blue eyes remained big.

"Please don't be mad at me!" She begged. I looked at her almost in disbelief. The Inali I knew would stand up for herself as soon as someone pointing something out. Not beg for peace to be kept. What happened to her? I quickly moved to her side and held her face in my hands, searching her pale blue eyes.

"Hey, I'm not mad at you. Okay? I could never be mad at you! It was just a bit of a shock." I watched her relax, but her eyes remained big. "What's wrong?" I asked more concerned.

"I don't know." She said quietly, furrowing her eyebrows and looking at the dirt floor under us. "I just- I don't know." She sounded like she was confused by herself, or like she had a concussion and skipped a few days in her memory. I began watching her eyes as they shifted back and forth quickly....
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 2 months ago
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Donovan:

After some convincing, the doctors finally let Inali leave. We checked her wound, and it all seemed to be healing extremely well, but we agreed on taking it easy, just in case of any minor surgical tears in the internal organ repairings. I told her not to go talk to Antonio, but when she get demanding, she Gets demanding. There is no arguing with her when it comes to that. I stood at the top of the balcony and watched, just in case she can't make it up the steps from emotional breakdowns (which she seems to be getting a lot of lately). It was dark out for an early Saturday night. Winter was definitely coming fast.

Semira:

"Antonio?" I asked softly as I walked through the rows of stalls. I watched him appear out of a stall holding a bridle and reins. As soon as he saw me, he turned and walked in the opposite direction. "Antonio please." I tried jogging up to him. He continued to ignore me as he checked each stall, clearing each one of their bridles and reins, preparing to replace them with newly polished ones.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 2 months ago
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Inali:

When I opened my eyes, all I could see was one bright light. I was positive I wasn't dead. If I was then it would be hot, dark and the sounds of eternal screaming. Unless this is what it looks like when you are dead before hell starts. There were voices in a muffled tone all around me. Among them was Maiyun's. My eyes slowly adjusted to the room around me. Pale blue walls, blurry figures in white gowns moved around and grey-silver utensils sat on metal tables. A bright light shone above me. I looked to my other side as my vision cleared a slight bit. Maiyun sat there with his elbows on his knees and his fingertips pushed up against his pursed lips. I moved my hand slowly across the white sheets that covered me despite the amount of strength it took. He looked up and quickly took my cold hand in his big warm ones. It heated me up fast.

"Hey, hey. You doing okay?" He asked stroking my hair. I nodded.

"What happened?" I whispered. He searched my eyes.
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Fan fiction by CielXlizzy19 posted 2 months ago
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This is an old draft I've had sitting here for about three years. Cleaned it up sorta, but it's still not at par with my current work. I wanted to keep most of the source material as close to what I wrote three years ago barring some grammatical/diction fluency errors, mostly for a little look into how much I've changed. I just couldn't bear letting it sit in here anymore. I'm not super into fanfiction, fanpop, or even kpop anymore for that matter, but I knew I had to put this out there in some form or fashion. Let me know if you want me to write anything chapter, or do something else with it.

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Winter: the season of presents, of family time and sitting by the fireplace, enjoying the company of others as the temperature nears the single digits. It was always seen as a wonderful time to embrace the little happiness in each others' lives; but for Taemin, it was just the opposite.

It also meant not being able to sit alone on the roof for longer than twenty minutes.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 2 months ago
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Maiyun:

When I woke up, Inali wasn't next to me; or in the room in general. She clearly had all her gear with her. Perhaps she went to breakfast. I climbed out from under the clean, thick sheets and quickly got dressed into my uniform. I strapped my sword into my hilt when there was a desperate knocking on my door. I rushed to open it and met Antonio with his fist raised in another knock. He was wide eyed and out of breath from running up the stairs.

"Antonio? Is everything alright?"

"No! Nothing is at the moment!"

"Why? What's wrong?"

"Semira took Nightmare out for a ride, but when I looked out the gate after her, she was being pursued!" He was yelling, but barely. His voice was hoarse like he has been speaking on the top of his lungs to a congregation of people for the past three hours. Which sucks; believe me. Jaken was the first thing that popped into my mind.

"Okay, thanks bud." I brushed past him and went towards the stairs to reach the stables two levels down.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 2 months ago
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I was laying flat on my back on the bare bed. The blood soaked sheets were wadded into a corner near the bathroom. Maiyun was sitting up, twirling a strand of my long dark hair in between his fingers. I just watched him and he watched me. Putting the connections between Semira and Inali.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked softly. "That you were still alive."

"I figured it was for the better."

"Why?"

"I didn't want to hurt you. Being gone for six years, after the things we did, I never imagined you could forgive me." He brushed the strand he was playing with behind my ear and caressed my cheek.

"Knowing that you are alive could never do anything such as hurt me." He said quietly. I rested my face into his palm and closed my eyes briefly. Then, he asked a scary question. "How is your brother doing?" I sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly.
"He doesn't know." I answered, hold my breath for a split second.
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Article by BennieBear27 posted 2 months ago
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Chapter One

My alarm went off at 7:00 on the morning February 8th, 2017. I reluctantly sat up on the edge of my bed and yawned.

"Morning." I heard a voice say. My eyes were still closed.

"Luna?" I mumble. "That you?"

"Yep." I open my eyes to see Luna Middleton standing three feet diagonal from me.

I shared a room with her, her twin sister Kyla, and my brother Jacob. That's how everyone does here. You live with your twin and your SIDA partner.

"So, sleepy head." she smirked. "You gonna get up or what? If not, I'll eat your breakfast for you."

I don't reply and shake my head.

"Oh, come on!" Luna starts jogging in place. "Show some energy!"

"How are you so energetic in the mornings?" Kyla says from her bed. She's still lying down. Her alarm is on snooze.

"I get up early to get the first cup of coffee." Luna says. "The first five there get two free refills."
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 3 months ago
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"Donovan." I gasped quietly. A low chuckle escaped his lips and he let his arm drop from my throat briefly as he pulled his hood down. Deeply tanned skin, spiky brown hair and deep flaming brown eyes. "Oh God.." I whispered with huge eyes. He grinned.
"You really thought I was your petty little boyfriend?" The way he said boyfriend made it sound like he had to spit out the word from his gut.
"Where did you get the hood?" I croaked from under the pressure he was slowly adding onto my esophagus. He smiled his crooked smile again.
"Borrowed it from an old friend. What do you think? Does it suit me?"
"No." I spat. "If anything it matches your agenda." He nodded with his lips pursed as if that sounded about right.
"Our agendas are always dark. Vorom." He said, his lips inches away from mine as he said my name. One of them at least. "Surely you would know this." I gritted my teeth and blinked harshly as the tormenting images flashed in my mind like a static TV. He was grinning and nodding.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 3 months ago
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Jaken and I were going at it pretty hard, and I hated him even more each time he got me with the tip of his blade. I got him at some times too, but as we agreed, not above the neck. Both of us were covered well with little scratches all along our body from each other. Jaken's blade was raised a little too high, and I went to dodge. He caught my cheek with the blade. Tiny streams of blood ran down my cheek from the cut. I glared at him with pure fire in my eyes so hot it could melt his silver sword. My blood lightly lining on edge along the tip. I went to hurl myself at him.
"Tingzhi!" A voice yelled. We both froze and looked up. Vorom stood there, on the roof ledge looking down at us. Jaken smiled sneeringly and I backed up from him, but still ready to hurl myself at him, even if I have to go through Vorom. I put an arrow in her shoulder once, I'll do it again with a sword. She jumped down and landed softly between us. I stared. Something wasn't right. There was no quiver on her back carrying carbon steel arrows with the feathers of a road runner and raven. There was no precious bow gripped tightly in her hand, and the hilt of her sword on her hip was not the leather black...
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 3 months ago
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The four of us stood in the archery field, looking around, bidding on who gets what target and which is better. I had my satchel over my shoulder and under my cloak so that no one else saw it. Especially Donovan, since he would recognize it as the one Vorom always had with her. I noticed that Jaken had been pretty silent since Mel and him got together, but I also noticed that he kept watching me. Almost like he held something against me or was weighing the options of me being Vorom. Clearly, he wanted to get back at Vorom for shooting him in the foot. Which piled on top of him hating me for kicking his ass. Twice.
"Oh my God Semira, what is that on your neck?" Mel asked running over. I stopped and looked at her, confusion written all over my face. She pulled my head back to the side and drew back my hood to see my neck.
"What is what?" I asked as she examined the side of my slightly pale neck.
"Who gave you that?" She asked, more demanding, yet shocked. I looked over at Donovan from the weird position my face was tilted. He was biting his lower lip. Oh. So he gave me a hickey. That is just flat out wonderful.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 3 months ago
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Semira:
We were sitting in Info to Weapon Use and Safety after Donovan managed to convince me that I didn't do anything strange last night. Which, I still didn't believe him. With the mix of Gloydius Halys venom and Russian vodka in my system, I must have done some very strange things. Donovan and I debated this morning when I woke up with him laying next to me, that we weren't gonna tell Mel and Jaken about us yet. Which was hard with them walking around every corner that Donovan and I were 'talking.'
"Okay, I want everyone to pair up and get ready to leave." Mr Mardock instructed us. Donovan and I looked at each other. "We will be going over to the archery field since our printer isn't working for some weird reason. So, no test." Our teacher said almost sulkily.
Whoops and cheers filled the room as we all stood to leave and followed our teacher to the archery field. An open space behind our quarters that was also surrounded by a giant twenty foot wall and had targets placed around the entire area. There was also a side with bleachers for when we did class competitions. One of the several reasons I didn't practice out here.
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Article by BennieBear27 posted 3 months ago
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Protako
Prologue

There were at least 100 other children, including my brother, in the room. I saw two girls with light brown hair and green eyes stood a few feet away. One of them was clinging onto the other's arm.

"Jacob," I tugged my twin brothers arm. "Let's go say hi to those girls!" I pointed to them.

He nodded. We walked over to the girls.

"Hi!" Jacob said to them. "I'm Jacob! This is my brother, Milo." I smile.

"Hi! I'm Luna." The girl in my right said. Her shirt was blue, whereas her sisters was red.

"I'm Kyla..." The girl who was clinging to Luna said quietly. She didn't meet our eyes like Luna did. Instead she looked to my left at the floor.

"Are you guys twins, too?" I ask them.

"Yep!" Luna says proudly. "I'm the older one, though."

"Only by half an hour!" Kyla let go of Luna's arm and stomped her foot. "Stop acting like that makes you better than me! Because it doesn't! I'm better than you in SOO MANY WAYS!!!"
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 3 months ago
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"Where were you!?" He asked as if I just missed a debriefing on a class eight mission.
"Do you have dat Vodka vit you?" I asked staggering to sit next to him. He squinted his eyes at me for a quick moment, but handed me the bottle from behind him. I took a good deep swig and leaned side ways, hissing between my teeth as I poured some onto my side. Holy crap did it burn!
"What happened to you?" He asked watching curiously. Now if it was me as Semira sitting here, he'd be flipping his lid and trying to get me to the clinic. Which wasn't exactly necessary. Unless you consider a blood transfusion not necessary.
"Du biao." I replied tossing the partially bloody dart onto the cobblestone between us. The little vial inside of it half empty of the yellow- green liquid. He stared at it with wide eyes.
"When did this happen?" He appeared a bit more jumpy, but still at the point that if I died right here, he wouldn't care. Until he flips my hood back.. I thought to myself.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 3 months ago
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I wake up in the same place I did when I dozed off. Donovan’s lap on the little part of the roof of the ruins that hadn’t fallen down with the rest of the limestone colored rock. Moss and vines creeped up on all sides of the walls and grass poked through the cobblestone ground. You could definitely tell it was an old place. Donovan was next to me, his breathing not completely even. He wasn't all the way asleep. As soon as I sat up, he turned and faced me.
"Wow. You actually woke up." He said, sitting up as well.
"What time is it?" I asked looking around. Donovan gazed up at the starry sky and crescent moon.
"Well, certainly not afternoon anymore. That's for sure." I nodded and looked up at the moon. He watched me. Before I knew it, I could feel his lips lightly brush my neck. I looked back at him and he grinned quick and childishly. It was a goofy look and I chuckled as he leaned down to lightly kiss my lips. It was a small innocent kiss. Just like what we had agreed on.
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