|Snakes and women - two things I like in a lot of pics.|
Comm. - Into the Abyss. Mysterious graphs pulsed across black screens as people in white coats labored away. Everything was white or steel, except for the graph paper that occasionally held a note or two. For the most part, things were quiet; the only noise was the occasional sneeze, or the sound of bubbles coming from one of the screens as a clumsy fish thudded against a camera. The relative lack of light on the camera's screen was enough to indicate that the scientists were looking for something very deep.Comm. - Into the Abyss. by KuroKarasu
So deep, in fact, that one could even call it the Underworld.
Sarah, an unremarkable young lady with shoulder-length brown hair and equally chocolate eyes, found herself fixated upon one of the screens. Deep-sea vents hissed with sulfur. Aside from the occasional scuttling, blanched crustacean, the only life visible was a colony of tube-shaped, pulsing worms. Out of a whitish tube came a set of red "lips" like some horrid parody of a makeup commercial, allowing the worms to get their food. "Food" happened
Return of the Lake Guardians: WillReturn of The Lake Guardians-Will
At the age of ten, kids would normally get their trainer license and start their Pokemon journey. The whole journey where one goes to collect all eight gym badges and then challenge the Pokemon League can be a very exciting experience. Not to mention the bond of friendship that several trainers have with their Pokemon. I was once excited for such an adventure, but then something tragic and unexpected happened that prevented me from doing it.
My name is... or rather was Andrew. I don't usually use that name anymore nor am I addressed by that name by anyone except for a special someone. I was a fourteen year-old boy who had an appearance that most humans would say is handsome. I remember having a height of almost 5 ½ feet, pale skin, short cyan hair, and yellow eyes. I could imagine a human girl falling for an appearance like that (save for the eye color maybe) but I actually never had a girlfriend before. I was just never interested in havin
The Old MansionChandelure TF
What is my name, you might ask? I don't actually have a name; not anymore at least. The children here refer to me as "mistress" while the older ones refer to me as "sister", but I don't have a definite name. I don't even need one, anyway, as it seems so insignificant to me, just like my past life. Now you may be asking, "Past life? What are you talking about?" Well the thing is that I used to be human, and I can remember it all clearly. But, as I said before, it means very little to me now. Do you want to hear how I ended up like this? I don't mind telling you. But before I do, let me tell you a little bit about who I was before I became who I am right now.
I was a fourteen year old teenage girl who went by the name of Christina. I can't remember what my last name was. I had black hair, which reached below my shoulders, beautiful brown eyes, and had the figure of a moderately attractive female with a height of over 4 ½ ft tall.
My hometown was Mistralton City, and bo
Bobbing along (Qwilfish Tf)A young boy, Quinn, sat staring at the deep blue sea around the Whrilpool Islands. It was a bright summer’s morning, such a morning for the sun to hit the ocean at the right angle, producing a wondrous golden sheen on the waves as they swayed this way and that. The boy felt calm and composed and continued to await his friends. They were a bit late today, but that wasn’t unusual. They had to swim from quite far away, but it never surprised Quinn. They were good at swimming.confusedkangaroo
At last, he saw movement. A little head emerged from the water, followed by another, then another. Round almost beady eyes stared up at the boy and dark green spikes protruded from the sea. A little mouth appeared on each, pink lips thick with air, and the boy’s friends cried happily.
Quinn laughed and giggled. Taking off his white T-shirt but leaving his yellow shorts on, Quinn slipped out of his sandals and into the water. The Qwilfish swam nearer, making sure that their spines didn’t touch
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Western Signs: Taurus, Moon in Libra, Ascendant in Gemini.
Eastern Signs: Snake, Snake, Rat, Rabbit.
Life Path: 3.
Birthday number: 16
Jungian/Myers-Briggs Personality Type: INTP
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