S.O.S Chapter FourChapter fourS.O.S Chapter Four by ~kandykitten1994
The Fake sound of Progress
A broken man sat in an office 20 floors from the ground. It had been raining for the past few weeks. Funny, he thought, even the weather was mourning her. The doors were locked, although it wasn't necessary. Even though the sign stated clearly the meetings started at ten (punctually, the sign said, anyone caught late must buy the first rounds of coffees for the group. And that was one large group of people) the man had been there since seven in the morning. Why? Because he didn't want to face the house. Didn't want to face his family. The man was Charlotte Delice's father, and a few days ago he had been informed via post that his daughter had been kidnapped.
At home, the mother had thought it weird that her daughter had not been in touch for a while, but dismissed it as the text message she sent not long before she departed to Japan. That, and being busy with Louis and his regular food throwing and table dribbling habits. Now, she beat herself up
HALLOWEEN - A WEREWOLF39 PRODUCTION - scriptedNow, before I start this, I wish to make things clear. The following is a script based on the comic 'Werewolf' written by werewolf39. Neither the characters, settings or plot are my own, they are written as per the comic mentioned above. No, I am not stealing work, Werewolf39 has asked me to do this as a favor to her as both a friend and a creative writer. Just to make it clear I do NOT own anything about this script except the laptop which I am typing this with. ALL CREDIT FOR THIS GOES TO THE BRILLIANT WEREWOLF39!!!!HALLOWEEN - A WEREWOLF39 PRODUCTION - scripted by ~kandykitten1994
So without further ado…
I give you…
HALLOWEEN – A Werewolf39 Production!!
[The setting starts in Galway, Ireland. It's October 31st, a few years ago. Rain is lashing down onto a dark and spooky mansion. As lightening strikes above the mansion, we see inside the house where a male werewolf, Dallis, and a female werewolf, Sky are sitting at a table painting their nails. Dallis is shown as a light wolf with bright orange fur and yellow hair. Sky has bright blue fur and long
S.O.S Chapter ThreeThe taste of defeat.S.O.S Chapter Three by ~kandykitten1994
Did you know that when a person suffers with their eyesight, their other senses automatically become stronger to make up for it? Imagine how powerful your other senses muse be if you were completely blind. Now logically, all of your senses would firstly increase over time of use and secondly increase at the same time. However, Charlotte was not at all use of using any of her senses other than her sight, which is what her downfall was in the first place. Hopefully now, with her locked in the dark with a blindfold on, she'll learn to use her other senses to get her out of the situation before it becomes too late.
If she had used her sense of sight when she wasn't blindfolded, she would have noticed a lot more than just the mirror. From her position, you could see all of the living room, including the wall behind her through the mirror and part of what I believe is a joint bathroom and bedroom. The shackles that attached her to the wall were in fact a medie
Junior's funny shizzle!!***Junior's funny shizzle!! by ~kandykitten1994
Me: - *Talking about Durarara* Oh my goodness i think Izaya is a dad, or at least related to the blonde kid...
Dad: - Who?
Mom: - No, its not in real life. Its on her laptop.
Dad: - *uninterested* oh...
Me: - Fine then, i'll talk to people who care!! *back on laptop*
Junior: - She's mad!! *pause* Does she give kisses?
Mom: - *playing with junior using a stuffed monkey toy* Give monkey a kiss!
*Junior backs away slowly*
Mom: - I'm putting monkey to bed now, give him a goodnight kiss! *Makes monkey walk towards junior*
Junior: - *Literally runs for his life up moms other arm away from monkey terrified* O-O-oh!!! I-It's coming!!
Mom: - *Gestures to junior* Get up now, i need a wee wee
Junior: - A wee wee?
Mom: - Yes, a wee wee.
Junior: - Smelly!!
Mom: - Thanks!! What, do you expet me to do it here?
Junior: - Yes!!
Junior: - Junior's a pretty boy!
Mom: - Who is?
Junior: - Me!
Mom: - Bighead!!
Junior: - Yes!
Mom: - Ew!! What do we say Junior?
*Junior stare bl
My AVPM inspired DH endingI wrote my version of the chapter at King's Cross. I'm sorry, Rowling! It's all StarKid's fault! Now I put this ship everywhere! And I'm sorry for my English, it's not my mother language!My AVPM inspired DH ending by ~nacpla
Of course J.K. Rowling owns everything.
First thing after regaining consciousness was the thought: "I killed him! I did it!!!". Then he felt he was laying on a smooth surface. He opened his eyes, but closed them again when they were stabbed by bright white light coming from nowhere. He wanted to rise, but when he tried to move, an unspeakable pain went through his whole body. Voldemort couldn't hold the groan.
"It's alright, Death Eaters, I just hit my elbow" he mumbled weakly. But it was too silent. Too silent even for an army of Death Eaters holding their breath in fear of annoying their Master. He lifted his eyelids once more to see none other than the Boy Who Lived - still not dead and looking at him with disgust on his stupid face. Voldemort opened his mouth to produce the longest "nyaaah"
White Rabbit -Paradise-
"Brother! Brother!" A high pitched voice rang through the halls. A small girl, shorter and far smaller than most her age appeared from around the corner. Her dark brown eyes sparkled and caught the light in her excitement, turning the shade almost dark blue. She wore a small overall and a black t-shirt with high boyish boots and her dark brunette hair fell past her waist.
"Neh! Brother!" She called impatiently, pounding on a white door covered in tape and cut-outs. The door opened to reveal a tired teen around 15.
"What?" He asked, appearing annoyed but the gentle tone was still identifiable in his voice. He held the door open and moved out of the way to allow the younger to go past him into his room despite being told over and over not to. The teen let out a sigh and smiled.
"Hey Brother?" She asked, jumping up on the just made bed to the other's dismay.
"What is it?" He asked her, sitting beside her.
"I wanna go to Wonderland!" She declared, with a huge smile on her face and practica
Battle of Hearts,When you're in love, things often go up and down,
You tell them to leave, and then you want them around.
We are all participating in this Battle of Hearts,
When your world stops, it will always restart.
I believe I've fallen in love before,
When Cupid came knocking at my door.
For the boy I loved was my dearest friend,
Such a terrible loss when it came to an end.
I still think the feeling has stayed with me,
Will it ever let me go? Let me become free?
Only time will decide, if my heart will heal,
Only then, Happiness will I truly feel.
So you see my friends, Love is there in your heart,
When one comes to an end, another shall start.
Don't dwell on the loss from your pain,
The feeling of love, you will always regain.
This poem is a lesson, in itself,
I used to have his picture on my shelf.
You don't need that boy, to make you smile,
A new one will come; I just have to wait a while.
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