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Questions 46, 47 Meat Sheild, Grew Up~Madame-Meepers asks
How do you feel about being labeled as "Meat Shield" by your creator in the intro
Unfortunately it is very accurate so I cant complain
Matt, This is the rude question maybe, to you, where and when were you born?
I don't know.....
I was abandoned when I was 1. I then ran away from the orphanage to a pirate ship where I was raised.
QUESTION FORTY-ONE: Fave outfit? Tobi720 has asked the following question: Hey Natalie what was your favorite outfit from EBF4?
Me: I'd have to say the Schoolgirl uniform. I really liked that outfit. :3
Anything besides that would be the kimono.
Salvation: Lance, Chapter one: The beginning.
Cold? Hmm………I guess that’s just how I am, sorry.
-Vincent Valentine, Final Fantasy 7
2 years ago
The young boy walked with much confidence through the starched white halls. The demon, Goku was dead, killed by an unpredictable force that he assumed to be murdered when the God’s body shattered apart violently. His mind calculated every figure that could go wrong, every possibility, every moment, every breath, anything to everything. But nothing could. Today was perfect, his day to shine.
His footsteps stopped, his heart beat higher. Could this be it? His dream, the once tiny dream for salvation, could it really be happening? Although his face was cold, his heart and hopes were high. Maybe, maybe.
The glass door pushed open without much force, and there they were, all the largest and most richest crimeheads in the world all assembled in one room. Evidently quarreling before, now all eyes were on him. They had probably never s
Bystander, Anna: Chapter One: Beginning.
It's an endless requiem, shining onto the brighter light
- Kagamine Rin and Len, Synchronity 3
Anna toed her way along the shining ravine.
"It's all over! All over!" She cried happily, looking over to her sister. Anjalesca was busy unpacking their lunch.
"Sissy...it IS over, isn't it?" Anna murmured, now uncertain. "What if this happens again?"
Anjalesca looked over at Anna, blue eyes shining with humor.
"Why of course it'll happen again. That's how life is, tragedy and happiness, tragedy and happiness. We're all connected to each other, by the intricate lines of fate. One event leads to another, even this very conversation is changing your life. This will either last in your memory or fade away like the others. It's a matter of fate, really." Anjalesca said, more in a matter of fact way than a theory.
Anna nodded like she understood. Then, looking around the shining blue sky and the glowing sun, she smiled.
"Anja-sissy, I hope all these good things will never go away."
Little Miss It“Do you enjoy her company?”
That, Avadaci concluded, had been the extent of his grandfather’s kindness. Thank the stars he had broken his neck after a failed attempt to ascend the castle staircase. Not that many were privy to this information. The official listing on the cause of death involved something along the lines of falling in battle after slaying at least a dozen demons, although this was treated with quite a bit of skepticism by the general populace. Yet, interestingly enough, a decent portion of the locals believed a tale about the cannibals of Unkhtom devouring him whole.
Not that Avadaci really cared how his grandfather had died. He was just glad he was dead. And if he was glad his grandfather had died, Avadaci wondered, why did he have to attend his funeral? In fact, the whole kingdom was glad his grandfather had died. Why did they have to attend the funeral?
“Oh Avad,” proclaimed his mother, “obv
Twenty-three years before the crippling of Crown Prince James III
He was fourteen and she was probably aged about the same, give or take a few years. It had been an hour since he'd met her.
He hated her already.
She scowled behind him and likely shared the sentiment as they scampered up the hillside in a desperate attempt to escape the roaring mob that seemed to be growing perpetually larger and coming ever-closer. Gabriel would have liked to say that it was all her fault he was in this situation, though it was his careless nicking ofwhat was it? A chicken that started the first old woman running, but how was he supposed to know that she'd stumble and fall and everyone else would think he'd assaulted her?
He hadn't. He'd taken the chicken, snapped its neck and run, because he hadn't eaten meat in weeks and he was starting to feel the affects on his already weak limbs.
This is what happens, he thought. This is what happens when you live like th
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