No, I'm not dead yet, just lazy.


Corruption - Part 1 In the days of old, things were simpler, kinder. All out war was but simple distrust, the corruption plaguing the world had yet to break out, and the Angels and the Fae dwelt amongst the mortal people of the world. One such Faerie was named Faelen. A younger Faerie, without the wisdom of her elders, but with great potential to use the power their God, Celran, had gifted them. A perfect target, he thought, watching her from the trees. She had been collecting berries at the time. Celran had smiled on them recently, the weather had been well and the fruit were rich and juicy. She was sampling one pCorruption - Part 1


Creators - Creation - Prologue Footsteps came down the cold floor. A man, wearing a suit, almost white, but in fact was shimmering with all colours. Soon he came to a door. Top Secret, and other such phrases were stuck all over it. He disregarded them, stepping through the doorway, to eight other people, each wearing a different colour. White, Black, Red, Green, Blue, Grey, Orange, Brown. A rainbow in themselves. Behind them stood a large machine, like a giant porcupine, rods sticking out of it, and between them flowed lightning bolts, not just blue, but of eaCreators - Creation - Prologue


The GuardianI’ll never let you go, So please don’t let me go. Please don’t give away when the anchor pulls us down, Just look for my hand to hold. Don’t lose yourself when life walks away, I’ll walk beside you the whole time. And when you cry those painful tears, Don’t turn away, Let me wipe your eyes, And hold me in return. I won’t let you fall, Even if all we’re hanging by are fingertips Don’t forget about me, All we’ve been through, Be there for me, And I’ll be there for you.The Guardian


Letter to a somebodyI’ve written another bloody letter.Letter to a somebody
You won’t read it, I know you. It will lie on your desk, unopened, for weeks, until it catches your eye as you aimlessly tidy your room.
Or maybe, in a burst of pro-activeness, you will mercilessly examine the poor piece of folded Xerox. Poor thing, even I can’t stand up to your amused gaze.
You would open the letter with clean hands and short clipped excruciatingly clean fingernails. You never did like getting your hands dirty. Lovely, warm, caring hands. I can see you, in my minds eye, unfolding the scraps of coloured paper, reading intently, blue eyes da


FateA sunny day in the park. There is a single bench CENTRE stage. GOD is sitting on the LEFT side of the bench. He has long, white hair and a long, white beard, and is wearing a simple white robe. He is reading a newspaper. Enter PETER from the RIGHT. He is wearing black pants, leather shoes, a white shirt and a garish, comical tie. He is carrying a paper bag. PETER sits on the bench next to GOD, setting his bag next to him. He folds his hands and admires the weather.Fate
PETER. Beautiful weather today. GOD [focusing on his newspaper]. Mm-hm. PETER. [Extending his hand] The name’s Peter.
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video gaming is a sport, but adults hate it because its actually FUN.
go, beserk karin! vicious and hot!
go, inner moka! just too pervyy!
go, sephiroth! kill'em all!
no, im no emo...no im not bleedin...
no, im no goth.. my life i be needing!
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and hotter!
cause she is...you know... a sun.
nuhgh.....
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video gaming is a sport, but adults hate it because its actually FUN.
go, beserk karin! vicious and hot!
go, inner moka! just too pervyy!
go, sephiroth! kill'em all!
no, im no emo...no im not bleedin...
no, im no goth.. my life i be needing!
I miss hearing your optimistic outlook and unique wit about stuff. Eh, I may sound dumb but I've been missing the old YGOO days where everyone talked all the time. That was some fun. I wish we all still had a place kind of like that.
To be honest all the boards I've created were made in an attempt to recreate that environment. But eh, nothing was ever like it, save YGON for a brief period.
Well, anyway, it'd be nice to hear from you or something. How you're doing and all that. I don't know. Haha.
Hope all is well.
Your friend,
Newz
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"I'd like to put my time traveling theory back onto the table." - Bloo - Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends.
And yeah, I never did think you could repeat YGOO to be honest. It was a great place, but alas, a time comes when you must let the past lie or something like that. *shrug*
But yeah, I'm alright, just very lazy regarding dA.
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You get like 1-6 pageviews a day XD
DO SOMETHING CHRIS! OR ELSE YOU'LL DIE
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I was looking through some old screens in my photobuckets ;3
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