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(Awww, I'm glad it turned out so well! Although I hated writing this scene, lol. I would tell y'all, but that would ruin the story, XD)
(Awww, I'm glad it turned out so well! Although I hated writing this scene, lol. I would tell y'all, but that would ruin the story, XD)
This ended up longer than I expected sorry
"The only reason I'm so powerful, is because I don't care! I don't care about you, I could kill you right now, I don't care about anyone, or anything! You see, that's I'm the most powerful person in this room, and that's why you, are the least powerful." He smiled at Noah. "You care about everything, and far too much may I add. People have power over you. You've never had power over them. You're whole life you wanted to have power, but you can't! I'm sorry, Noah. You're not powerful, no matter how much you try, you'll never be powerful."
(This thread has one rule you guys)
(Y'all….I know I've broken this rule in the past, but the chat name is "most recent line", not paragraph)
(Sorry, I'll do a line from now on :))
“Hail.”
It would be stupid to stay longer, an urgent voice in her head said. But she still took an extra second before leaving.
((me, before arriving late to anything because i stopped to pet a dog))
"I'm doin' as fine as I can," he mumbled, the deep bags under his eyes saying otherwise.
"Now that you are going to make some money on those gold coins, added to what you stole from the King’s stock yesteryear, maybe you should consider seeing the light and changing your ways."
(^^^Lol.)
Other syllables to her ‘speaking’, if it could be called as such, were produced by the gnashing of her nearly toothless gums and the grinding of her remaining seven teeth, which were sharper towards the front.
"No, you have to center your gravity."
"Maybe if you'd stop touching that whole disembodied hand in public, people wouldn't think you're so weird. Like, damn," Amber replied.
She yanked the gag down and ran her hands across his bloody face, nearly crumpling to the ground as his hollowed eyes stared with muted anguish into the shadows behind her.
Leaning in a bit he asked me: "Miss Atwood, is there any possibility that your brother might have run away?"
"I’m going to steal it. And since we’ll be out of this place by tomorrow, we won’t have to deal with any consequences."
“I guess it was. And I was stupid. We had been given an early warning sign. Been blatantly told that it was a bad idea to build that stupid factory. But instead of listening to what I was told… I…. wrote it off… as another story.”
Narrator blinked slowly as he watched the slightly see-through, but very cute, man spell the word 'B-E-E-S' in sign language behind Mouse's back.
"It scares me to think that the immortal Jack, in five billion years, is going to be a floating head full of wisdom, who's going to sacrifice himself to save New New York."
"It scares me to think that the immortal Jack, in five billion years, is going to be a floating head full of wisdom, who's going to sacrifice himself to save New New York."
(doctor who?)
"It scares me to think that the immortal Jack, in five billion years, is going to be a floating head full of wisdom, who's going to sacrifice himself to save New New York."
(doctor who?)
(maybeeeee >.>)
"Listen, Mari, if you ever catch me drinking a goddamn slushee, you have my permission to pop a cap in me."
(This is actually, not only my most recent line, but also the last line of the story.)
It was time to start a new mission.
Perhaps the loss of today probed the old wound of the loss of yesterday.
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