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Story DoodlesJust thinking to myself today, and happened on this thought.:thumb358615573:
All of those around us, seem to lack a growing plot.
The artists go and doodle fun, but writers left behind.
Why then can't we, the writers, be artistically inclined?
Enough of drabble bleak and dim, with out the sparkling flair.
Let writers go and doodle words, upon the open air.
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Test of Courage-Heart of Ash Tankougakure was known for its defense, never once had it been successfully infiltrated. The entire village was a series of intricate underground tunnels and caverns. Coal was a precious recourse in the hidden mine, it gave the villagers a way to earn a living, and most importantly continuous light. The only way in was the gate, two massive thick steel doors hinged into the mountainside, guarded by a special group of shinobi.
Tankougakure was ideal for shinobi; however, things were not always this way. The abandoned structures of the old Tankougakure lie in the woods, just south of the gate. The only villagers that could have remembered why the old village was abandoned were long dead, buried in the old graveyard. It is certain something drove the people of the hidden mine from their village, and deep into the mines, something that maybe shouldn't have been forgotten. Then, there was the temple, something even older than the days of villages. There was a d
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Hades and PershponeI watch her from underneath,
Yearning for her beauty,
To lighten my dark world.
I'm not usually the impulsive one,
But today, I don't just
Want her, I need her.
So I take her,
Home with me.
Away from the sun.
She glares at me,
And she tells me she hates me,
But even her hatred is beautiful.
I give her jewelry,
And fancy clothes,
And the newest Apple device.
But most of all,
I give her my heart,
But she does not take it.
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He thinks he can
Win me over,
With fancy things,
But he's wrong.
He steals me
From my world,
And though he tries,
To get me to accept
One thing from him,
I refuse, knowing it would
Put me in his debt,
And make me stay here.
For I'm not cruel.
I have a heart,
Just not for this creature.
This thing, this monster,
The one who has taken
All my happiness.
A Battle's ChoiceA rocket bursts into the sky, giving a split second of light to the ebony sky. Gun shots can be heard, and so can the calls of war. A girl, in the middle of now empty battle field, looks down at the corpses that surround her, then at the young man standing not far from her. Each of them holds a staff, and is robed in a cloak corresponding to their Eternal Callings.
A groan is heard from the soldier, not anything but a mere boy, at her feet. Eyes flutter, and the young warrior looks up to the young woman now crouched above him, her eyes filled with sadness. "Are you an angel? Am I dead?" he murmurs, and she realizes he is French, for that is what he mumbles in. She gives him a grieving smile, and answers. "Not exactly, my friend –"She gestures for her companion to join her, "and I are here to see you further ." The soldier hear the inflection in the final word, and recognizes who, or what, these two people are.
"La vie et la mort." The pair above him ex
Report For CouncilIt started quietly, a few accidents here and there; unexplained damage to important facilities, the appearance of strange beings, but soon after, the visitors made an announcement. It wasn't with words, but with actions, attacks to be more precise. Then this world knew they were dealing with an enemy, not a mystery. People came forth, some reputable, like the Plumbers, others not. Information was given, some false some not. But quickly the adults of the world prepared for war.
People stockpiled everything from food to weapons, even small things of sentimental value, food storage and self-sufficiency became important qualities. The countries chose a council of leaders, some from the realm of politics, and others not. They chose their strategies wisely and carefully, for none of them knew with whom or what they were dealing. But then, when the alien weapons stopped, the Fusions came.
They came in waves, and nothing the armies did could stop them. And from the unlikeliest of sources came
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