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Favorite Line from your Last Post written Feb 11, 2023 4:04:04 GMT
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Where she came from, cold like this was the normal. She would wake up with the morning light and stare out into the mountains, blissfully unaware of what her future held. Still, was that not the case now? Uncertainty of the future was the only thing that truly seemed certain to her right now.
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Favorite Line from your Last Post written Feb 15, 2023 18:19:06 GMT
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"I see."

A minute shift reflects in her expression as she assesses your reply, primly folding her hands in front of herself. A wistfulness enters her tone, tinged with the faintest regret. It is an emotion you know well.

"I leave you with this wisdom, then. Do not let others pen your story for you. If your part is still being written, be certain that it is your own hand scripting your fate. What is written cannot be unwritten."

With this, she bows her head and takes her leave of you, disappearing into the endless procession of attendees as one more faceless member of the crowd.
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Favorite Line from your Last Post written Feb 18, 2023 1:56:32 GMT
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existential execution is just a fluke in evolution.

Sascha counts the steps his father takes, watching with narrowed eyes for a few moments before he closes his eyes and takes in a deep breath. He can still hear Nikolai, can visualize where his father is until -

He hears the whistle of a holy blade in the air and he throws his entire body to the side. Sascha rolls, successfully, away from the attack and though his arm is scraped by the bramble below, he manages to spring up to his feet. When the vampire turns to face his father, his pupils are narrowed, his gaze similarily as cold.

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Favorite Line from your Last Post written Feb 23, 2023 1:47:13 GMT
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a verb in perfect view.
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“Leona and my wife are free to do as they like. I’d prefer it if they changed the sheets before fooling around in my bed, though.”

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An unceremonious rip sounds from the bodybag two to the right, and Jack sits up.

"You id—"

The overexertion sends her into a coughing fit that spatters flecks of blood across the crook of her arm.

"Idiot," Jack persists, after she finds her breath.
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Favorite Line from your Last Post written Feb 24, 2023 8:07:59 GMT
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i don't get angry when i'm pissed; i'm the eternal optimist.
You are sixteen and you stand before your father and a tray of poisoned goblets, and he tells you to drink, and you think you have a choice in the matter because there are three glasses and you can tell the slight discoloration of one against the others, and you are told by your father and your God to make your choice, and three other divines wait until you cough and blood coats your sleeve.

You are sixteen and you think you’re making a choice but the truth of the matter is you didn’t even pick out the goblets. They were only given.



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Favorite Line from your Last Post written Feb 25, 2023 14:38:11 GMT via mobile
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where fears and lies melt away.
Life is cruel.

Some part of him knew that already, but until now - on this terrible, horrendous, contemptible day. It was a far away truth.


Would they come for him next? His hiding spot wasn't original, but the closet is where his mind went when they busted through the door. It worked so well during hide-and-seek.

The game mom always won.

That she'd never win again.
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Favorite Line from your Last Post written Mar 9, 2023 7:18:28 GMT
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i know you see yourself as a fighter. well, i see myself as one, too.


she kept quiet as they continued on, her head nodding at his response to her questioning. elijah's take felt like... what tattoos probably should have been used for: something meaningful. the lines against his skin held onto something important, something he didn't want to taint with additional doodles or mess. he was like a clean page with a single masterpiece drawn on it. and hers...

well, hers was more of a side scrap. something torn, balled up, discarded. she still attempted to make it pretty, though she was the only one outside of her tattoo artist who saw the effort.
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Favorite Line from your Last Post written Mar 23, 2023 5:13:48 GMT
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i know you see yourself as a fighter. well, i see myself as one, too.


kit had the sudden thought that she could, perhaps, voice the fact. as an act of closure. maybe.

possibly.

she cleared her throat. got to scratching at ran's chin, the action eliciting engine like purring from the small beast. took a moment to gather herself before murmuring, "i love you." she let the words hang between them for a moment, her tongue hurting as if they'd blazed a trail on their way out. if she poked it out, would there be scorch marks? "i remember writing that in the letter. but it's still true. i think i always will. and i guess i just. wanted to say it to you one last time." a watery smile unfolded across her mouth, bottom lip quivering slightly. "it, uh... still hurts. so maybe i shouldn't have."
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Favorite Line from your Last Post written Mar 29, 2023 22:54:28 GMT
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The cutting words of the woman who had raised him echoed like a voice that would never know silence within the corner of his mind. She hated his abnormality, and made a mockery of the way he was, but her words had long since lost their power. Her actions, however, were deeply engraved within his being. And of all the terrible things she said would come true, being abusive was ultimately his sin.

“If you can so easily throw away something that was once important to you…Then isn’t that exactly what will happen to me?”

Punishing to the core, he felt the truth of his argument cord through him like a physical assault. He, had uttered one of his deepest failures and it burned like a festering wound.

“I don’t care what you think,” he mirrored an earlier statement, his voice a harsh whisper, his brows snapping downward into a distraught frown. What sounded counterproductive, was merely a coping mechanism. Caring would only stop him, it would leave him stranded with just another want that he couldn’t grasp.

“If you wanted stability,” he began, tone laced with his inner struggles as he brought his masculine and piercing gaze onto the other. “Then I’m the last person you should have given a second chance to.”
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Favorite Line from your Last Post written Mar 30, 2023 11:44:37 GMT
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「我等の天下だ　神など要らない。」
kind of a fave paragraph from something recent:

but the lighthouse remains empty, the ghosts of its occupants forever leaving footprints in the dust and voices on the wind that have since become a whisper. he kicks around the piles of books and abandoned tubes, piles of notes that have curled up at the corners and the paper starts to crumble away under his touch no matter how gentle he is with it. arven leaves those alone; there's something in him that tells him he can't destroy a single thing that his parents had created.
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Favorite Line from your Last Post written Mar 30, 2023 16:15:29 GMT
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i know you see yourself as a fighter. well, i see myself as one, too.


from an outsiders view, she must've appeared as temptation itself; the snake, offering adam forbidden fruit. if he wanted the knowledge, she was more than happy to share it with him. just ambrose would just have to fall from grace right alongside her, however. would he be willing to? he'd said that he would. had pushed for more, even.

but would he last, truly? only time would be able to tell.
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