

Corporate Neurosthenia. Part 1Ms. Sordwell looked out over the city scape, through the window she had just had cleaned. Buildings sparkled and gleamed with an almost knowing wink back into the world around them. These buildings were made from money, she knew that. The fine suit she was wearing was made from money, as were the suits of the men around her at the boardroom table, the glasses were made from money. This room she was in was made from money.Corporate Neurosthenia. Part 1
But she was not made of money. Her being was not material and purchasable. And that threw everything into turmoil.
She frowned under her sharp NWing sunglasses before turning back to the table of me


Finding Dawn: Part 4Finding Dawn: Absent from the VoidFinding Dawn: Part 4
The corridors stretched on and through the innards of Hollow Bastion, seemingly infinitely. A maze of sharp angled corners and multiple routes hid the possibility of danger, ambush and death.
But the most unnerving feature of the castle these days was the total absence of danger or fright; As Xetrep paced slowly through the hallways, the only sound to be heard was the hollow echo of his own footsteps, reverberating throughout the intestines of the great beast that was Hollow Bastion. Occasionally, the pipes that clung high to the corners of the walls would hiss, and jet steam in pro


The PianoThe hall surrounded him. Empty, he sat in company. Not another body moved about the chamber, but two souls occupied that room.The Piano
Terra sat alone, indeed. No physical body to comfort him, but the other soul in front of him. Elegant, beautiful, sleek. She was waiting for him, and he was all but ready to give himself to her. All but ready, save one thing.
His eyelids drew closed, fluttering momentarily, the caterpillar becoming the butterfly.
'Make me remember' he whispered into thin air. His eyes widened again. He was ready. His arms rose in front of him, a brief, loving creak and light knock later, and his


Finding Dawn: Part 3Finding Dawn: Together in AbsenceFinding Dawn: Part 3
I let him go
An internal jump for joy; a neutral exterior. Why?
You know why The redhead looked down at the blonde, unimpressed with his idiotic pretence. He eyes drifted away, reminiscing. I believe him
Roxas fought against the smile, but couldnt; it tugged a wry grin into the corners of his mouth. He nodded gently, So do I.
They shared smiles, but worry plagued Axels mind, Roxas could see it in his eyes. The taller man stirred, I let him go, though &
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Uchiha Demachi for U!!!!! I SHARINGAN YOU!!!
KAKUZU IS MINE!!! grrrrr......
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~P-Sempai - Standard writer and photomanipulator, prone to random bouts of KH2 faboism.
What is not important; It's who that matters.
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~P-Sempai - Standard writer and photomanipulator, prone to random bouts of KH2 faboism.
What is not important; It's who that matters.
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Uchiha Demachi for U!!!!! I SHARINGAN YOU!!!
KAKUZU IS MINE!!! grrrrr......
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FYI I am a Spy.
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~P-Sempai - Standard writer and photomanipulator, prone to random bouts of KH2 faboism.
What is not important; It's who that matters.
Little bit of Keymaker for you there. Enjoy.
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~P-Sempai - Standard writer and photomanipulator, prone to random bouts of KH2 faboism.
What is not important; It's who that matters.
...I can't think of what else to say.
This is why I lurk. >_>
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What is not important; It's who that matters.
*curses*
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There will be a fruits basket season 2 if it is the last thing I do.
Alaxus: Axe, I'm bad.
Alex: I'm bad too
Alaxus: No, I'm badder
Axe: Hallijueia
~Organization-13
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~P-Sempai - Standard writer and photomanipulator, prone to random bouts of KH2 faboism.
What is not important; It's who that matters.
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There will be a fruits basket season 2 if it is the last thing I do.
Alaxus: Axe, I'm bad.
Alex: I'm bad too
Alaxus: No, I'm badder
Axe: Hallijueia
~Organization-13
:iconslowglompplz:
:deAxel-Lovers:
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~P-Sempai - Standard writer and photomanipulator, prone to random bouts of KH2 faboism.
What is not important; It's who that matters.
Thank you so much for the fave
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[H] o u s e
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FYI I am a Spy.
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~P-Sempai - Standard writer and photomanipulator, prone to random bouts of KH2 faboism.
What is not important; It's who that matters.
And I, Peter.
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~P-Sempai - Standard writer and photomanipulator, prone to random bouts of KH2 faboism.
What is not important; It's who that matters.
But you can call me Alan here, outside of the gaming community.
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I like waffles, you like waffles- ITS ON
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~P-Sempai - Standard writer and photomanipulator, prone to random bouts of KH2 faboism.
What is not important; It's who that matters.
Like an actor.
But your way is fine too.
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~P-Sempai - Standard writer and photomanipulator, prone to random bouts of KH2 faboism.
What is not important; It's who that matters.
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I like waffles, you like waffles- ITS ON
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