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Turning TablesI'm the one they turn to
When the blade threatens to strike
I beg them not to cry
Beg them not to end it
Tell them there's a life worth living for
Depression surrounds me though
Seems like everybody I love has it
They're always trying to end it
It seems like nothing I say works
And it makes me wonder....
Why do I stay strong?
Why do I keep telling them to please live?
Why do I keep smiling when they don't?
Why don't I just give in
To the blade's sadistic command?
Just one cut
That's all I could do.
But if I do such a thing
Will the vicious cycle repeat itself
As another person begs me not to end it?
Damn you depression
You won't infect me again
But maybe just this once I can do it.
Just delicately slide the cold blade against my warm skin
Watch the blood trickle down my arm
Everybody else is doing it
So why shouldn't I?
MLP: Among Wonderbolts
"Time to wake up, Little Wing," Soarin announces as he knocks upon the bedroom door of his young son: Gust, "We got things to do today. Both here and at the Academy...so rise up and get ready!~"
Wishing only for another half hour to sleep since it is only seven in the morning, the slightly grouchy little colt refuses to budge as he lays within his bed that has Wonderbolt themed sheets and covers. "A little longer, daddy...please..." Gust pleas, and hope his father will allow this. The answer becomes clear when the door is opened:
"Up and at'em, you little Wonderbolt-to-be!~" The two Captains of the Tambelon Wonderbolts, Rainbow Dash and Soarin, order their son in a kind, but commanding tone, "That means now, little wing!~"
With his parents within his room and standing at the side of his bed, the groggy blue pegasus colt has but two choices now: Get up and walk out himself, or be carried out by his mom or dad...and possibly left at h
ATWC's Frost part 2Chapter 2: For the First Time in Forever
Two years had passed since the death of Charming and Cinderella. On a warm and summer day, all the ships had sailed over to the Kingdom of Dreams and all the people were coming to the kingdom because today was a very special day for the kingdom’s people.
Sly had finally reached the age and it was time for him to take over his parents’ place as the new king of the Kingdom of Dreams.
A rabbit named Oswald was welcoming people as he smiled.
“Welcome to the Kingdom of Dreams. Watch your step please, the gates are about to open soon,” said Oswald.
“Ib, Garry, why do I have to wear this?” asked a young girl named Mary as she pulled as the choker she was wearing.
“Because the king has come of age,” explained Garry with smile.
“Yeah, it’s Coronation day,” explained Ib.
“But that isn’t my fault,” pouted Mary.
While everyone was seating up decorations for the specia
ATWC's Frost part 7Chapter 7: Wolves and Madeline Hatter
Later that night, Arcanine was running at top speed, up on a narrow cliff, pulling the sled which skids precariously. Zero was manning the reins while Ciel sat beside him.
“Hang on!” exclaimed Zero, pulling the reins to try to scare Ciel, “We like to go fast!”
“I like fast!” exclaimed Ciel, putting her feet up on the dashboard.
“Whoa, Whoa, get your feet down!” snapped Zero as he pushed Ciel’s feet down, “This is fresh lacquer. Seriously, were you raised in a barn?”
The reploid spit on the dash to clean it. The spit flew back and hit Ciel in the face, much to her disgust.
“Ew. No, I was raised in a castle,” explained Ciel, wiping the spit off of her face.
“So tell me, what made the king go all ice-crazy?” asked Zero.
“…Oh…” said Ciel, “Its mine fault. See, I got engaged but then my brother freaked out because I’d on
ATWC's Frost part 4Chapter 4: Let It Go
Meanwhile on the north mountain, a lone figure was walking up the snowy mountain; it was none other than Sly. The raccoon continued to move, not stopping and not looking back towards the place he once called home. After all, there was no way he could ever go back. Not after his powers were revealed to everyone in the kingdom, including his own sister. Sly kept moving as he started to sing.
Sly: The snow glows white on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen
Sly turned his head in the opposite direction and then turned to continue walking.
A kingdom of isolation
Sly stopped in his tracks and stared out at the snowy night sky.
And it looks like I’m the king
The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
He closed his eyes and sighed sadly.
Couldn’t keep it in
Heaven knows I tried
He then continued to walk.
Don’t let them in,
Don’t let them see
Be the good boy you always had to be
The Hunters Game part 1Prologue
The Hunter games…a so called ‘game’ where people from the twelve districts are picked at random to fight to the death. It’s really a punishment for when the districts tried to over throw the government and failed. So, now the children of those districts are forced into the death matches for what their ancestors did.
Course to the rich, this is a once a year entertainment event that they can place on bids on in an attempt to make more money than they already do. To most of them, the ones who are forced into this cruel event are just game pieces for a silly little game.
Only one person makes it out of the game alive. Friendships and rivalry will be made and there is no telling how bloody the event will be. This is the 74th Hunters game. Who will make it out alive? Only time can tell…
It was a bright sunny day for District twelve through the day itself looked far more better then how the people were feeling and for a good reason: It w
ATWC's Frost part 6Chapter 6: Icy Troubles
During the time Ciel had the trouble with Zebstrika, Wing, Sarah, J, Tracy, and Skyla were walking up the mountain, having some trouble with how hard the wind was blowing against them. Sarah shivered a little as she looked down. Due to her power over plants, she was very sensitive to the cold winter, more than most people would be. Skyla noticed this as she looked concerned for her friend.
“Sarah, are you all right?” asked Skyla.
“Y-Yeah, I-I’m fine,” answered Sarah as she nodded.
Course no one brought this as they looked back at her.
“Sarah, if you need to go back to the kingdom…” started Wing.
“N-No, I’m fine, really. Besides, going back will just slow us down and we need to find the king as soon as possible to fix this,” said Sarah.
“But…” started Tracy.
“Really, I’ll be all right,” said Sarah as she smiled a little, “No need to worry, ok?
ATWC's Frost part 5Chapter 5: Ciel meets Zero
The wind howled and the snow blew into Ciel’s face as she struggled to guild Zebstrika through the snow.
“Sly! It’s me, Ciel…your sister who didn’t mean to make you freeze the summer!” called out Ciel, “I’m sorry! It’s all my f-f-f-f-f-fault!”
Later, Zebstrika struggling through a wooded area a wolf howl echoed as they continued on.
“Of course, none of this would have happened if he had just told me his secret…” mumbled Ciel to herself.
Just then, a branch of a nearby tree snaps startling Zebstrika and causing it to knock Ciel off. The blond haired girl landed face down in the snow and sat up as she splatted out snow. She then gasped to see Zebstrika running away.
“Oh no. No. No. No. Come back. No,” pleaded Ciel as she could only watch the Pokémon run away, “…Oooo-kay.”
She grabbed onto a branch of a leaning conifer and tried to pull he
ATWC's Frost part 3Chapter 3: Secret Reveled
The coronation party had just begun as the musicians played their instruments and everyone dance. They all celebrated for Sly taking the rightful place as the new King of the Kingdom of Dreams. The music stopped and everyone applauded a bit and turned to wait for the king and princess arriving.
“King Sly Cooper of the Kingdom of Dreams,” said Tenzin.
Everyone bowed as Sly walked slowly to the front of the throne chair.
“Princess Ciel of the Kingdom of Dreams,” said Tenzin.
Ciel quickly ran to the front, a few feet away from her brother. However, Tenzin cleared his throat and escorted her closer to Sly.
“Here? Are you sure? Because I don’t think I can…” started Ciel.
Ciel now stood next to her brother and everyone applauded. Ciel was a bit nervous of being close to Sly because they haven’t talked since what happened back when they were kids. This was a little awkward for Ciel.
The Hunters Game part 2Chapter 1: The Choice is Made
It was a few hours before the citizens had to report to the area of the reaping. Sly walked out of his house with a golden hook cane in his hand and was wearing a blue hat, a black eye mask, a blue shirt, a golden belt with a raccoon symbol on it, blue gloves with yellow bracelets around it, a brown book bag, and blue boots, hoping to that last get some stuff for him and Ciel before they had to go to that place.
Along the way to one of the very few stores in the area of the district, some kids far too young to be entered into the game were playing around. Sly couldn’t help but remember the times he, Ciel, and their two friends were like that. Course those days were over for all of them now. The raccoon shook his head as he frowned a little.
‘I swear, I am never having kids if they have to go through this,’ thought Sly to himself.
Soon enough, the raccoon arrived at one of the stores. There people could trade stuff for food, supplie
Adventures of MK Moon and Hans Hoshi: ArtistCareful now. Hans thought to herself as she began to draw the scene in front of her in her sketchbook. MK was chatting casually with one of the Creators, absentmindedly twining her fingers through her braid. With a small smile Hans doodled, music playing in her head. It wasn't important that she paid attention to her friend's conversation, it was more instructions for them than anything else. She had grown bored very quickly and decided to draw, not wanting to bother the older teen.
Soon Hans felt herself leave the world. She said nothing as she drew, lost in the world of colors, music, and dreams. Her colored pencils and erasers danced across her white canvas, re-creating the image in her mind, the image she saw in front of her. She didn't think she was a good artist but MK always insisted she was. And though Hans believed her she still doubted it. But at the moment none of that mattered to Hans. All that mattered was the flying colors, the story the picture told, and
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