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The mind of deathSilence. That was all that was. An all-encompassing silence. There were no birds chirping, no trees sighing, no brooks whispering.
Some might find it eerie, perhaps even scaring.
But not Sammael. He found that he preferred the silence to the constant roars of battle or the dredging sounds of the humans talking. The noises that humans seemed incapable of avoiding.
He was sitting in a forest. Well, at least an image of a forest. It was open, with light streaming through the canopy of leaves above him. a small brook was flowing near him, and the sweet-smelling grass was soft beneath him. The trees all around him were birches, still fairly young, with smooth, white bark.
He loved the forest. It was free of the influence of humans. There was silence and sound, both at the same time. There was no noise of machinery, no roar of battle, no footsteps rustling through the bushes and leaves.
But there was still birds chirping, leaves whispering, and water rustling.
But not now. Now, there was sil
Valentine's daySouth was walking in circles in his room, wondering what to do. It was Valentine's day, February 14th. Every year he would sit in his room with Norn and watch movies on this day.
But not this year.
How would he do it? Just walk straight to the door and ask? Wait until dinner and see if she came to the mess hall?.
In the end, after a lot of pondering and walking, he chose to go with it as it went. He put on some half-nice clothes - proper jeans, a white t-shirt and a simple green zip-up hoodie - and went out in the corridor, attempting to avoid all the other freelancers. He was so deep in thought that he walked right past the door, before stopping ten minutes later, wondering why he wasn't there. He backtracked until he was at the door, where he froze for a few minutes, suddenly unsure. "Come on, South. Just do it." he thought, attempting to pick up the courage to do it.
He raised his hand and knocked once, twice.
He knocked again, two times. Still nothing.
Agent South DakotaName: Lukas Berg
Alias: Bjami (Meaning bear in Norse)
Date of birth: November 16th 2523
Occupation: Besides freelancer, he is a smith
Hair colour: Pale, pale blonde
Eye colour: Icy blue
Height: 7' 2''/ 2m 15cm
Weight: ca. 130-140 kg (Mainly muscle)
Medical or mental problems: Intermittent Explosive Disorder (IED)
Blood type: AB-
Appearance: Short hair, one scar running from the abdomen the the left shin, twisting to the calf, a triple scar running from the left side of the chin to the right shoulder, Muscly build (Not like top bodybuilders, but like one who exercises regularly), Usually wears camo shorts and white t-shirt when not in armour.
Personality: A bit of a hot-head, South is a loner as well. He usually keeps to himself, and cares little for others. It takes time to get to know him, and even longer for him to trust you, but if he actually names you a friend, his true personality shines forth. Once a friend, you will never have any friend more loyal, and he is willing to
FCC - HalloweenSouth was sitting in the mess room. Alone. All the freelancers had been given the day off. It was Halloween, October 31st.
Where was New Hampshire?
Not that it mattered. Before South had met New Hampshire, he had been all alone.
Suddenly, the light in the mess hall went out. ''Nydelig. Helt flott.''
''Lovely. Just Perfect.''
He went out, intending to find the fuse for the power in the mess hall. It was dark in the hallway as well, but he had no problem with that. He was used to darkness from earlier night-time missions.
He walked down the corridor towards the fuse room when he heard something. It sounded like a dull grunt of pain. He went to investigate it, wondering why something was making a sound like that. He followed the direction he meant the sound came from, and ended up in front of his own room. Stealthily, silently, he opened the door.
What he saw made him fall to the ground.
New Hampshire, standing over Norn's body with a hunter's knife in his hand. Norn's skull was ba
No more spartansActivating translator....
Language to translate: Norwegian to English
''Glem det. Eg kommer ikke tilbake.''
''Forget it. I'm not coming back.''
''Lukas. For ni år siden sa du at du skulle trekke deg tilbake for å tenke. Jeg kjenner deg, du bruker ikke så mye tid på å tenke.''
''Lukas. Nine years ago you said you'd pull back to think. I know you, you don't use that much time to think.''
Two men were standing in a kitchen. Both of them had the same icy blue eyes, both of them were from Norway. Both of them had bodies scarred from fighting. The difference was that one of them had fought his last battle nearly a decade ago, while the other one came fresh from one.
''Kanskje eg gjør det. Eg e ikke frilanseren som dro for ni år siden.''
''Maybe I do. I'm not the freelancer that left nine years ago.''
''Og tatoveringen på brystet ditt? Når jeg møtte deg for femten år siden hadde du en tatovering av et bjør
RookieSouth walked towards the briefing room when a boy, perhaps 17-18 came next to him and asked ''Excuse me, have you seen Agent South?'' South stopped and looked at the kid, measuring him up and down. The kid had black hair and brown eyes, and was wearing a rookie insignia on his shoulder, a silver R.
''That would be me.'' Said South.
''Great, I've been assigned to y-hugh'' South was holding the rookie up after his neck. And this time, no armor or A.I. to help him
''What?! Assigned? to ME?!'' South held the rookie with one hand and begun to squeeze harder.
''South! Stop!'' The voice rang with authority.
''F*** you Sammael!'' South yelled back into the microphone, but he felt his grip loosen. He managed to keep it tight enough to hold the rookie up, but couldn't tighten it further. The rookie was trying to pry South's fingers loose from his neck, failing.
''Who said you were assigned to me?!'' South yelled at the kid.
''Thh cphtn'' the kid managed to wheeze out. So
Awesome Mix Peter Quill x Tomboy!Reader
A/N: Set after GOTG, where the crew are chillin' in ____'s ship.
"Beverages and required substances have been prepared and accomplished in the 'kitchen'." Gamora bowed before letting everyone be seated, the meal was finally from Earth.
"Damn this looks good." ____ immediately stuff the double bacon cheeseburger in her mouth, the meat slightly falling out of said mouth. Gamora cringed at her unlady like actions but cautiously toyed with her salad. Groot stared blankly at the meat, Rocket had devoured his and Peter was munching through.
"I second that." Peter said with a mouth full.
"So attractive." ____ muffled back.
"That's why you're dating me babe."
"Two reasons to be sick right now, fuck my head hurts." Rocket said sarcastically, rubbing his head exaggerating as per usual.
_____ and Peter looked at eachother straight away, their eyes locking with mischevious intentions.
"I am Groot."
"What do you mean I shouldn't of said that?-"
"Hey (hey) What's the matter with your head? yeah.
A Late Night TG Part 2 (Final)
Ryan was your average everyday guy. He had a good job and went to a nice college as well. Tonight he had just finished playing video games online with his best friend Ted. They had just now called it a night and he was relaxing now on his couch from that intense session.
"Ah, man tonight was fun. But man those mobs nearly kicked our butts." He chuckled thinking to himself of new strategies for tomorrow. "Good thing its summer vacation otherwise I'd so sleep in and be late for classes but I'm not so who cares." He shrugged dismissing the thought of school like most would.
After that thought Ryan lounged around for a bit before getting up heading into the kitchen fixing up a late night snack. He easily settled on some buttery popcorn putting it in the microwave standing back waiting. "Oh man, I can smell it already." He said staring at the popping bag filling up with his favorite snack.
The microwave buzzed and Ryan opened it, immediately sticking his hand in the open bag getting a handf
Mistake G/TSeveral years ago, there was a curious human child who found a shy giant child in the forest, living with a human family. The human family doesn't know where the giant came from, but they told the child he was friendly and kind, and also told her not to mention him to anyone.
The giant and human became friends over time and things were going well...until the 'event' had happened.
The human, now a young teenager at the time, was about to be attack by another human when the giant saved her. The way he saved her though, had terrified her, since his behavior was completely different from his gentle and kind nature. When the giant tried to comfort her thought she freaked out and ran away, calling him a monster. This hurt the giant deeply, and he didn't know what to do.
The worst and biggest mistake was after she ran away from him...she sold him out because she was scared. After she sold him out though she regretted it and she wanted to warn the family but it was already too late. The giant
How to Become A Slender Proxy(Disclaimer Note: the Slender Man and his proxies are a work of fiction.
Please, do not take this seriously.)
~ WARNING: IF YOU STILL RETAIN SOME OF YOUR SANITY, DO NOT
TAKE PART IN THIS RITUAL. IF YOU ARE WILLING TO ACCEPT THE
RESULTS OF THIS RITUAL, PLEASE CONTINUE. THIS IS YOUR ONLY CHANCE TO QUIT. ~
Define Proxy: a servant and/or helper to the mythical creature, the Slender Man. Proxies are said to be the Slender Man's only human connection to the outside world. A Proxy's duty varies depending on what tasks their Master assigns to them. A few examples are: maintaining order in the Slender Woods, translating their Master's thoughts and speech to others, even going as far as 'taking care of' those who are in their Master's way. Whatever the Slender Man wants, it is the Proxy's job to make sure it happens, cleanly or not. It is assumed by many that the Slender Man sees its Proxies as simply nothing more than personal
Stolen TreasureStolen Treasure
Part 1: The Big Day.
Warning: M/M, Light Tcest.
Characters(Main): Michelangelo, Raphael, Usagi, Leonardo.
Pairing: Usagi/Michelangelo, implied Leonardo/Michelangelo.
Michelangelo sighed as he looked at himself in the mirror. He was dressed in a long black kimono with orange and white flowers down this sides of it. It was his wedding day. Today Michelangelo was marrying the eldest son of the Royal family, Miyamoto Usagi. It was an arranged marriage that Michelangelo father, Splinter, had agreed to. Splinter believed that Mikey would make a fine partner for Miyamoto Usagi. Splinter was Usage master and trained the young rabbit at an early age. Mikey and Usagi had known each other and been friends since they were little, but Mikey didn’t realize Usagi was in love with him until the day Splinter told him that he would be marrying Usagi.
A gentle knocking at the door brought Mikey out of his thoughts. Slowly Mikey
Fullmetal Kingdom ~ Chapter 105
Chapter 105: Similar Saviors
On the rooftops of Traverse Town, Alphonse finally reached Edward, who was on Isaac's trail! Al jumped to his side and said, "Brother, the Transmutation, it seems Isaac is-!"
The Elrics were caught by surprise as Eastern Liberators popped out of the windows and doorways to pump them full of lead! As the brothers dodged, Ed asked, "Sorry about the intermission Al, can you repeat that?" Ed punched the nearest gunman while Al batted away two more and said, "Isaac's Transmutation was designed to freeze over the entire city, including the military base!"
After driving his foot into a Liberator's stomach, Ed said, "I've noticed the Ice walls curving and connecting, there must be a few Circles hidden around the city. We crush them, the city's safe, but we still need to catch up with 'Mr. Brow'-!" As soon as Ed clocked someone from behind and threw him at Al to slam to the ground, Al reported, "Isaac's our priority, Sora said he'll deal
For StarClanScorpionfang was pushed out of the nursery by a fussy Mossfire, who demanded him to give her some space. His ears fell flat and he sighed, but she smiled and licked his cheek in reassurance before heading back inside. Scorpionfang's ears perked back up and he swished his tail slightly before padding away from the nursery. He had hated it in there as a kit. But now that he knew he would soon be a father, he couldn't stay away. He turned back to the nursery, hearing a warning hiss from a nearby kit, Burningkit, who was tired of Scorpionfang intruding on the already crowded nursery. The kit was even sitting in a nest outside the nursery big enough for only himself. Rolling his eyes, Scorpionfang flicked his ear dismissively at the kit before finally walking away and grabbing a rabbit off the fresh kill pile.
Spotting Scorpionfang's familiar dark pelt and curled tail, Marigoldflame narrowed her green eyes. She walked straight past him in the most obvious and furious way that she could, bef
The Blue Demoness of Brazil: Chapter 2
It was 1:23 PM and Patrick was still going over the letter and notes sent by his friend, Bernardo Oliveira. More disturbing was the ideology of a curse they contained. Patrick had long been a skeptic of such things. But after his dealings with Panthera, and the knowledge he had gotten from Jordan Raven, he couldn't dismiss them so lightly. It was then that Lucy Milford entered with a tray.
Patrick didn't look up as he barked, “Susan I said go to lunch!”
“Calm down Patrick, I brought you some lunch.” Lucy replied as she set the tray down with a plate of food, and a pitcher of lemonade, and a glass.
Patrick seemed frustrated as he looked up to her. “You women are worse than my housekeeper Kapeka.”
“Who do you think made your lunch? By the way, what are you doing in here?” Lucy said sitting on his desk.
“Research...why are you here?” Patrick looked at the tray, “Hmm, pirozhky and baursaki. Delicious but fattening.”
S3 - Attack Of The Loli's!!!It was a glorious morning as the sun rose over our little town here. The birds were chirping, morning dew was set, and kids were off to school. Including Mimi and her friends. They were in middle school and all so they had to head off like any other person despite saving there town half the time. But anyway we begin with Mimi heading out her pink and black highlighted hair a mess walking to school slowly.
"Uggggggh, this sucks I hate school." Mimi groaned next to Izzy and Jenny walking.
"Hehehe, cheer up Mimi it'll be alright. Another great day to learn!" Jenny said brightly receiving a grunt from Mimi.
"Suuuuuuure," Mimi said rolling her eyes. "At least tell me your sane Izzy?" She asked him.
"Oh trust me Mimi I'm fine. I can sympathize I am a bit sleepy." Izzy sighed a bit walking next to Mimi.
"Oh come on maybe if you both didn't stay up playing 3ds all night then maybe you'd be awake." Jenny said sticking her tongue out at the two.
They all continued to the school until they saw ki
1: BeginningsSouth entered the mess hall, seeing immediately why it was so named. There were thirty or forty tables, accommodating the 50 other freelancers, who sat in pairs, groups, and some, alone. He could see several empty tables walking towards where the food was.
Now there's a nice welcome. He thought, looking at the food. Fiskegrateng. There was melted butter and potatoes beside it as well. South grabbed a plate and filed it as good as he could. It had been a long trip to HQ, and he was hungry.
Having stuffed his plate with food, he found himself a nice, empty table and sat down, beginning to eat.
If it keeps going this way in foods, this should be a nice stay.
To depression, for creating days without endWake up to the realization that you've been awake
for seconds, minutes, hours.
You've been awake in this warm, dark room
and you don't know how long it's been
but now you're conscious
and it starts again--
the pain, strong and steady, in your chest.
You gain consciousness in this too warm morning
and your thoughts whir in endless loops
because it's either that or face the weight in your chest.
Light breaks though the window, soft and unwelcome
but you take it as a reluctant gift--
a new distraction from the feelings awake in your chest.
Awake, but not conscious.
So you think yourself in circles a little while longer
waiting for those quiet pains
(the constant reminder)
to gain consciousness.
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