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Tokie IntroThis game.
This wicked game.
If they really wanted to make this fun, then why not host it at home?
Then that would be quite the blood bath.
He then laughed away the thought.
It has been a while since the last time the curtain closed on dABR 4. Yet, once again it was that time: a classroom filled usually unwilling participants, a teacher named Coffee and an assignment to be the last one alive.
Coffee proceeded to go over the rules as one red head caught sight of another.
"Adriane, huh?" The guy asked.
"There is no Adriane. There is only Helga! HELGA!" Helga yelled as she slammed her fist.
"Uh, Helga?" Coffee smiled but before she could say anything else
"Um, might wanna use that energy for your battles, you know."
"Then what about your name, carrot top? If you're so ready to pester her about her name, why won't I ask yours?" said the girl right behind him.
"Tokie." Tokie gave a wide grin, "Nice to meet you uh "
Tokie knew Lucill
Signature: Turquoise Blue Flames/Electricity
dABR 5: #23
~Single Turquoise Earring in one Ear
Items in Bag
~-Map + Other Info
~-Pickaxe with space for more weapons
~Change of Clothes (including undies)
~-Graphic Tee of a quirky robot design...
~-Extra pair of glasses
~A necklace with a marbled turquoise d20 pendant. (Wearing)
~iPod Touch FILLED with Homestuck, Weird Al, Richard Cheese, and Crazy Loop music as well as videos from Moymoypalapboy (Moymoy and Roadfill)
~Screw driver and left over metal scraps for robot building.
Has spiky red hair on top but then his remaining hair from the back is tied up into a ponytail. He wears rectangular glasses with a light blue transition. He has turquoise eyes to match with his electric element. His skin is pale and is accompanied by fre
Awaken The Devils Ch 1 Pt 1"Wake up Trekka! Wake Up!" The voice rang within the infinite darkness, "WAKE UP!" The words would echo and repeat until Trekka's mind would include the din as normal.
Trekka tried to call out Leianai's name but his corpse-like body wouldn't allow it. The only thing that kept him awake was the smell of camomile diffusing itself within the hollow blackness.
"Pathetic," the voice spoke as the source, in a form of another body, casually walked towards him. With a snap of his fingers, a spot of light shined to where Trekka's body laid. Trekka glanced at the shadow to find that it had a body so much like his own but much darker. His skin was paler and was decorated with black makeup and jewelry as poisonous as the darkness that strangled Trekka with fear.
"I would have expected you would have remembered everything by now," said another shadow figure, "Including us." As he walked into light, he had a very sunny complexion unlike the first and he had a smile that instantly relieved much of Tr
Dolce o Amara - Ch. 1 Pt. 1"Bored," Daimon spoke softly to himself, "Seriously, nothing new ever happens." He rested comfortably on his desk chair, placing his feet upon his desk nearly knocking off his Advanced French homework. He glanced at the small packet and pushed it away with his left foot before crossing it with the other. Closing his midnight blue eyes, he shut off the world, except for the gentle breeze that passed through his crimson hair.
"Daimon!" The yell broke the silence.
"What now," Daimon whined, "I wanna sleep."
"Look, you don't have to put that tone of voice on me," said the voice once more. "I can understand Mr. and Mrs. Wilston, but you don't have to put that attitude up with me. We're brothers after all."
"Stop fooling yourself, Andrew," snarled Daimon, "If we were biological brothers, then you have every right to tell me off."
"You know, I was around much more than that sibling that may not even exist!"
"Idiot. Just tell me why you came here."
"Hmm. How long will you need to finish y
Awaken the Devils - PrologueEscape. There was no other option, Trekka thought as he dashed his way on to the docks. He tried to keep silent but the hollow sounding tap, tap, tap that his shoes produced on the rotting planks of the dock could have nearly exposed his location to the enemy. He refused to turn back even though he couldn't stop hearing his friend panting as he lagged behind assuming that the soldiers were still on their trail. The packs they wore also bared their location as their food and supplies rocked and shuffled within. Trekka paused and waited so hear if anyone else was around. There were only the voices of creatures. Trekka inhaled a deep breath as he view the blue moonlit sky that reflected in the endless waters. If he wasn't running for his life right now, he would have stared at it until the sun would rise even with the scent of trash and fish carcasses looming in the air. On the other hand, the scent reminded him of his gruel he ate earlier in the day as if it was any better.
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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