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AC: D - Potential Pt. 1February, 2010
If there's one thing that they don't exaggerate when telling you about living as an Assassin in this day and age, it's that hiding is an absolute priority. The Knights Templar(Or better known by their most outstanding company of today, Abstergo Industries.) have their eyes- and hands- on everything. They know who you are right down to the most accurate detail; What you do for a living, your spending habits, and even what television channel you visit the most... The Knights Templar have the world firmly in their grasp.
But for some, like Edwin Albright, there is little to no information on. Just one of the small handful of people that Abstergo has yet to uncover. The same could be said about the other three that resided in the car with him. Two men, and a woman, all seated around Edwin, who was in the backseat, his head resting in his hand as he stared out the tinted window.
"Still alive back there, sunshine?" Asked one of the occupants. Rigby, to be
Guardian On a humid summer night, a girl sits alone in her room, reading. She is a beautiful girl, with fair skin, radiant hazel eyes and long, russet hair that rests wildly down her back. Indeed, she is beautiful. But in her own eyes, she is less than satisfactory.
Modesty, such a beautiful trait.
Periodically, she takes her attention away from her book to look outside her window. Not because she is scared of the moonlit landscape, but because she is waiting for someone. Almost as if on cue, she recollects the day she met a boy who seemingly fell from the sky...
Months ago, while the girl was on her way to school, a stranger had fallen from the sky and landed before her. There were no signs of a warning, the day had so far been ordinary and like any other before it. Thus, the girl was taken completely by surprise as she thought the figure before him was dead. It was even more of a surprise when the figure, a boy, rose back to his f
Guardian AngelSo, I wake up right? Like, in the dream, I wake up, and I'm laying in the middle of a street. So I sit up and look around, trying to get a grasp of the situation. I'm in the middle of a street in a city, where it's almost sundown. Everyone is gone, except for me. I look around, everything is still here, some things are on, some are off. Like everybody just up and left in the middle of whatever they were doing.
So, after a few minutes of walking around, I do what any normal person would do in this situation- loot! And that keeps me occupied for a couple hours. It's such fun. Taking what I want. Doing what I want. When I want, how I want. But, as soon as sundown hits, I'm looking for a place to sleep for the night, so I start trying to pick a lock to an apartment building. That's when I hear her.
There's an eerie crying in the distance, only noticable by a very attentive ear. I shrug it off, thinking it's simply just part of my imagination. I continue with the lock, and the crying gets l
I wanna be her saviour..."Why?"
Her own question, unanswered.
You fell silent and looked down....
I stumble to find my original question;
To offer help.
Guardians - Chapter 4"Shine, bright morning light"
As the two companions made their way to Kamaratara, Landon thought about last night's events and Erik played his lute and occasionally hummed a tune. The sun began to rise, marking the dawn of a new day. The two companions continued their journey to Kamaratara, not saying a word along the way.
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"Halt! State your business!" ordered a Kamarian guard. He and his partner, both clad in crimson armour, guarded the stone gateway into Kamaratara. Landon was the first to speak. "I am Lance Corporal Landon. Of the Mrismian Guard. I am here strictly for rectreational purposes and to see the Princess." he replied.
The guard approached Landon and held out his hand. "Show me your seal." he ordered.
Guardians - Chapter 3"Los Lobos - Continued"
As the Los Lobos pack jumped at him, Landon shoved his Heat Sword into the ground, puthis goggles over his eyes, and hopped onto his sword and jumped off of it as soon as the Los Lobos pack hit his last position. "Haha! That the best you can do?" he laughed as he landed. Turning around, he was sliced over the shoulder by the pack's leader. Landon spun around slowely and then dropped to his knees and held hiw new wound. "Dammit... why now?" he asked himself. The gash was wide, and messy.
A figure jumped out of the trees. It was a male. Human by the looks of his shape, and carried what looked like a Longsword and a Rifle. The newcommer seemed to vanish again as quickly as he had come onto the seen, just to reappear behind one of the Los Lobos and impale it throught the back with his Longsword. Then he vanished again, and reappeared behind another to stab it in the back of the head with his knife, killing it instantly. The newcommer dispatched the rest of the Los L
Landon R + V RPName: Landon Kisuke
Age: 15 as of season 1 in R + V
Date of birth: June 3rd
Hair color: Blood Red
Eye color: Deep Blue
Youkai(actual race): Half Dragon
Likes: Summer Weather, the moon, the rain, girls, drawing, cooking, a couple sports, sleeping, relaxing.
Dislikes: Extreme cold, most sports, annoying things, hybrid youkai(gets real defensive around them), most human school subjects.
Personality: Silent type, but is nice and easy going around friends or women. Normally caught in the wrong situation with girls (I.e., tripping and accidentilly looking up their skirts and then getting kicked in the face.), is really determined when a friend is in trouble, always trying to be charming.
Pantsu pantsu color XDCuz if you've seen the anime you know why XD: Gray Boxers (XD)
Bio: Seeing as he was born into a dragon family, Landon was forced to fight for a living and was scolded when trying to avoid fights in human schools. He was later kicked out of his home and put into the Youkai Academy at ag
Guardians - Chapter 2"Los Lobos"
Landon stepped through the throne room of the Mrismia Castle. An old man dressed in black ceremonial robes sat in his throne. His hands still on his wooden staff. Beside him, a man dressed in Mrismia Alto Commander armour stood his his hands behind his back and his head facing the ground. Landon stopped and kneeled before the King of Mrismia. "Grandfather." he then looked at the guard. "Father." he then bowed his head.
The guard shot a look at Landon. "That's 'my king', and 'Alto Commander', Lance Corporal Landon."
"S-sorry... Alto Commander." he answered.
"That's better." replied Landon's father, Garrus. "Now, Landon, we have charged you with assembling a powerful team for us. Do this right, and we may promote you to a Sergeant. Assuming you can do this right." The Alto Commander ordered. Landon frowned, "Yessir." Landon replied as he stood up. He bowed once more and then left the throne room.
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Having made it to No Man's Forest at sundown, Landon shutter
Mrismia InfoAUTHORS NOTES:
The streets of the Mrismia capital are divided into sections. Seven to be presice.
The capital itself is widely based on a mixture of Ta-Metru from bionicle and Bowerstone of Fable II.
0- While not neccessarily counting as a section, This is Castle Mrismia. Now, the castlegrounds itself has only the most valuable items and the best food in the market area. Then there's the Citadel area. The tower rises about 105 floors, all used equally for various things. The Citadel is the tallest building in the Mrismia Capital. There are many other areas in the castlegrounds like an archives, armory, all that stuff, also.
1- Seeing as they go in numerical order, Section 1 is the Cleanest and most beautiful part of the Mrismia Capital. As such, only the most royal, and wealthy live here. Although there are a couple of lower class families scattered around. Normally these people are the merchants that work in this Section. The Mrismia Castle grounds are located here in the d
RQ #6: Green X Eevee Child Reader-My Friend
Green was just having a normal day..or so he thought. Green, the handsome gym leader of Viridian City was outside for a breather since one of his challengers had a weezeing use smoke screen and that didn't turn out well. Green was walking around a small forest around his area looking at the trees and blue sky. Every once in a while a bug catcher would want to battle him because he was a gym leader. He also met a group of girls who were looking for "cute" pokemons, but instead of leaving him alone they followed him everywhere.
A eevee with (hair color) was looking for food to eat since she was hungry. She took a look around making sure there were no trainers to bother her. The young eevee was tired of having trainers trying to catch her just because she was a eevee.
Why won't these pesky girls leave me alone? Just because I'm famous doesn't mean you have to follow. I was just out here to take a quick breather while the gym was airing out.
Fangirls are so annoying. Why can't
A Welcomed Paw (Assignment)The dark furred, four-moon-old tom kit padded out of the nursery before dawn for his usual morning rounds checking over the camp, only this time he didn’t bother nudging his littermate awake to join him. Bridgekit was in a state of mild emotional turmoil – had been for a good week or so now – and these feelings weren’t helped at all in light of recent events.
Bridgekit slunk around the edge of the camp, paying very little attention to where he was going or what he was doing – so far from his usual, intensely focussed self. He stared blankly down at his paws, golden eyes listless and large ears drooped.
In less than two moons, his entire life had been tipped on its head, and he and his brother had been expected to cope with it all, like they had no problems at all.
And really, that came to the head of his first real concern: Roekit.
Roe had always been introverted and shy, but since being taken in by Highclan, his naturally gentle, quiet energy had converte
whispering galaxies She whispered galaxies into the night sky, hoping for an echo to return. The emptiness of the quiet consumed her, drowning her thoughts as she tumbled downward into a spiral of mayhem. She reached for moonlight's sweet lullaby, frantically trying to swim her way towards the surface. The darkness hummed a serenade, wrapping its poisoned touch around her heart. Engulfed, terrified, she tried to scream, but all that was left was silent agony.
she wept in the night
where only echoes of the broken remained.
© oakleafninja23, 2014
Nerds and Jocks STILL in college 3
“I need to get a what?”
Sasuke commented as he slammed the door behind him.
“A job Sasuke, a job.” Kiba sighed “You’re parents kicked you out remember?”
“You gotta be kidding me!” Sasuke did NOT want to hear this right now. Especially since he just got told that Naruto was not going to be moving back in with them.
“Welcome to the life of being independent.”
“Oh you have NO idea.” Shino smirked. All he could think about was how fucked Sasuske was. After living with his parents for so long Sasuke hadn’t a CLUE how the real worked.
“Can’t I just go apply to be a model or something?”
… see? Absolutely NO clue.
“Oh Sauske, you’re so cute.”
“What? I’ve got the looks right?”
“Maybe after photo shops done with you.” Shino snickered.
“Ch.” Sasuke flicked his head away from the others “Why do I need a
MLP Anthrop-Rainbow Dash TF MLP Anthro-Rainbow Dash TF 1
I came back from Equestria after I have been transformed into Rainbow Dash. I did have quite fun and made 5 friends at Equestria. I wasn’t the real Rainbow Dash, so they let me go and send me back. I was back at the same place where I was pulled into the purple portal.
I stand back and look behind me. I’m glad that cyan wings off from my back. I check my whole body for any changed when I came back. There was nothing changed when I’m came back. I relieve and start walking toward the city. I notice it very deserted city. I notice those windows were shattered. I stop and something not right about the city. I look around slowly. Then, I stop and realize there someone is behind me. I quickly turn around as I see a purple unicorn
EIMDPnF2: Trauma incorregible XDPhineas: ¿Por qué rayos no puedo ir a ningún lado? Les juro que mi pie está mejor.
Gumball: ¿Seguro? (Le toca el pie)
Phineas: ¡AU! Sí.
Darwin: Lo siento, pero debes quedarte en cama hasta que tu pie se mejore.
Phineas: ¿Y qué voy a hacer mientras?
Ferb: Toma, lee este, libro. (Se lo da)
Phineas: (Lo toma) Mhh.. Ok, creo que leer no me hará daño.
(Dos horas después)
Phineas: *"¿Cuáles son tus últimas palabras, boba?"* *"Tienes unos ojos hermosos."* *"Morirás, Scootaloo. ¡MORIRÁS!"* Jamás debí leer ese libro.
RD: (Abre la puerta) Phineas, vine a ver si estás mejor del pie.
Phineas: ¡AHHHHH! ¡ME QUIERE SACAR LA SANGRE! ¡AUXILIOOO! ¡AHHHHHHH!
RD: Ahm, ¿Estás bien?
Phineas: ¡ALÉJATE DE MÍ, ASESINA!
(Al día siguiente)
RD: Por tu culpa Phineas me tiene miedo. ¿Qué tipo de libros lees?
Ferb: Oye, no e
MLP Anthrop-Applejack TF MLP Anthrop-Applejack TF
I was asleep on the bus. I was the only one on the bus. Then, the bus stops in front of the city. The bus driver wakes me up as I slowly open my eyes. I look out the window as I see a deserted city. I get up in the seat aisle and start heading down. I’m very tired.
I was going to pay until he tells me, “It’s free?” I stop and head down the steps. Then, I’m outside the bus stop. I look at the bus. As the bus, taking U-turn. I turn toward the deserted city. I look around slowly. I start heading toward the deserted city.
Then, I notice the window shattered. There’s nobody around here. I look around slowly. Then, the moment I realize something happened in the past. In the past, I have become Applejack. Soon, I qui
By the Name of Reaper 04
By the Name of Reaper
It was the patter of rain that woke me, slowly I blinked my eyes and lifted my head to glance around at my surroundings. I was under an overhang, in front of an abandoned building. The door was boarded up, and the glass was broken on the left bottom square. Someone must have tried to break in once.
When I turned my head to look the other way, a small pop sounded with my groaning to follow it shortly. I tried to hold my neck for a second, to possibly rub away the ache, but that hurt too. With a sigh I opened my eyes and stared eye to eye with Jay, who sat only a mouse length away. The cement slab in front of the door must not be as big as I previously thought it was.
The white, blue circled tom watched me for a moment then held out his tail into the rain. It was soaked in seconds. Jay brought the tail back and held it up. “My fur look
RA: zad.1Przeraźliwe wycie wyrwało Stacy z niepewnego snu. Otworzyła oczy i wpatrzyła się w biały sufit pokoju, w którym spędziła niemal całe swoje życie. Musiała przemyśleć sytuację. Z całą pewnością nie tak brzmiał budzik oznajmiający jej, że nastał kolejny dzień tortur. Usiadła niczym robot, cała zesztywniała, po czym przystąpiła do porannej toalety.
"Pozostało 25 minut do autodestrukcji ośrodka. Uprasza się o zachowanie spokoju i udanie się do wyjść ewakuacyjnych celem zachowania życia. Dziękuję."
Szczotka do włosów wypadła jej z ręki. Rzuciła się na drzwi, które zawsze otwierała tylko specjalna eskorta mająca zaprowadzić ją do miejsca badań. Tym razem szkło bez trudu przemieściło się pod naporem jej dłoni.
The Affliction of the Longest LifeA man made a deal with Death, asking for a life longer than any had ever had.
Death agreed, making no catches, no ironic deals.
When this happened, the man asked Death, "Why am I not given a curse?"
Death simply replied, "You will see."
The man thanked Death. The latter merely explained that he will be back again another day.
Life went on for the man, and slowly his grace began to fragment. He lived long after his best friend. Then his wife. Then his children.
Soon after all, the man was alone. And for several more years, it would remain such.
Then he loved again, and found another friend. He birthed more children. But again the cycle repeated. And it would repeat several more times until the man decided that he wanted no more.
So he shouted for Death.
No answer came.
He shouted again.
No answer came.
Centuries of shouting had turned to millennia. Still Death relented to visit.
But one day, just as the man sat down, in the chair beside him arrived Death, a weathered hourg
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