Eye Of Airsile R2:Team VogelEye of Airsile Round 2: Having A Ball.Vogel and Pengu dashed around the corner, and Vogel stopped Pengu from running by grabbing on his head loop and tugging backwards. Vogel bent over, and tried to regain his breath.Wow, that was one angry cat
Vogel said through gasps for breath.Pengu pengu, pen
.gu? Pengu said, still full of energy and ready to run some more.Yeah, he was a bit more upset over Karlo making him lose accidentally. Vogel wiped away a small sweat drop of embarrassment. So, Pengu, where did that necklace he gave you go?Pengu? Pengu looked at his empty flippers for a few moments.Did you lose it? Oh well, doesnt really matter. After all, we need to get enough food to last us until we can get to Greenland.The two penguins began waddling off at a comfortable pace together.Now, if only we could find that guy in charge- Skier? Skier-something? Ive gotta tell him we can
God Of GreenHere I stand,Overlooking allI see the people where they standHow they all moveI see how they live.Come on already;I can show them the way,One by one.Come on for the fun;Watch me go to workCome on and see;How the God in Green worksYou do not know my name,Nor where I am from,But every time I starts somethingThe trip has just begun.Nothing tying me down,Free to touch anyone whom I chooseAn experience with meIs always something gainedCome on, itll be fun.Come on; see the Green God at work.Full of energy, pep, driveThe meaning of being alive.Not many trust the God of Green.They know the risks Ive seen.I cant lead your heart,but I can lead your hand.Take it, and Ill show you what I amWhat a rush it is to be meCherish the momentI will touch others as wellCome on,How bad could it be?Take a risk with me.Your eyes will change forever.Spike of air, watch me fly.So easily, so easily.Take what rules Im given and twisting them.A qu
Fallen Cry Resonates-Another message from me--Im still here.-But-Things are changing.They are trying to change me.Even though youre not coming back.These tugs that pull at meTrying to change meWhen its go easy to just give in,Via uselessness of living on(theres nothing left! Cannot do enough damage!!!)Let Them Have Their Way With Me;(The enemy is my friend???)Yet a miracle-For your existence with me, brief as it was;They shy away from your memory.My single corner of safety.I dont wanna come out.Yet,What can keep me going-What new project can draw my attentionAnd make me happy again,If only for a little while?Me, the voice of action;What should I say?
and what can I destroy to have a good time?...
NT: Spectator Entry 5Nightmare Tournament Round 5 Spectator Entry: The Good, The Bad, and The Nairb.Nairb blinked.He and his minions were standing in a vast expanse of a field, finally on dry land, with a large brick tower looming in the distance. Nairb could also see another portal, with some sort of small encampment nearby.Wait here for a bit. Im gonna go find out whats goin on around here. Remember; we have to move together against Nightmare; please be patient and wait for me to come back. I want you all to try and stay hidden.They nodded, and he drifted off.Nairb shifted himself, making himself barely visible as the floated towards. He hung around to the back before re-solidifying himself. He poked around the corner, then cursed silently. There were people! More people, of various sizes, statures, and apparels! Some had bandaged wounds, but most were simply milling about and trying to console each other. This isnt good. If they catch wind of this, theyre att
Wind City The Night's SupriseThe Wind City- The Night's Suprise.Susan was sitting at Luzbeths usual table shuffling her older sisters cards. Luzbeth had been up all of the previous night and most of that day; Susan had found her bent over her table asleep. She had helped her older sister to her room and told her to make sure to sleep through the night. Susan had hopped up into her sisters chair and started practicing like how she had been taught to do. She was next in line to take over after Luzbeth was unable to see the future. Susan was good enough to help customers with palm readings and the like, but waiting for The Day as the family called it was reserved for only the best; it was a sacred duty, and a not-fully experienced mystic misinterpreting it would be disastrous. Susan was content; she was confident that when her time came, she would do a good job.She liked her sisters tarot cards; they were handed down from their mother, who encouraged them to include in new cards to help refl
Nightmare Tourney SE4Nightmare Tournament: Round 4 spectator entry: Assessing The DamageHA HA HA! AH HA HA HA HA HA!!! AH HA HA HA HA! Oh wow
that was MOST entertaining. Nairb said while kicking back in the stands, voice still booming. Finally, someone who DOESNT want to fight ends up fighting with SUCH BRUTALITY!!! That was the best thing Ive seen so far. Funny though, that someone from outside of here would have caught my eye instead of
Nairb paused, then fell back from his reclining position. AWW, SHIT! He stood up and brushed himself off.Whew, I almost let it slip. Nairb said in a quieter voice, toning down his booming voice. Now, to see how the loser is doing
He slipped down to ground level, and slowly walked over to Mephistos body and poked it with his toe, then gave it a hard kick. The "floating eyeball" was nowhere to be seen.Huh. And I thought he was going to win. Pity, he couldve helped m
Random Poetry bitsEmpty promises.Broken hopes.Saying the same things you say as before.All talk, no walk.Thing change, but they dont for you.Words come out weightlessWatch them fly away with timeIts slipping away, cant you see it?Why wait for divine help when the world is SLOWLY turning to shit around you?Your ideas for the future are not taking shape today!Your problem is yourself.You are your own failureMissing the key pointWants and needs, wants and needsUn-focused, un-balancedDuty and dedication is resting on a hope;Your hobby will not work.Listen to the byakugan of your soul!Your mirror is in front of you.My way isnt perfect(there is a glimmer of hope)But at least its a start.
Sometimes it takes a demons sight to see what the angles cannot see.