A Post from The TimesHush now little oneYou'll be alrightSleep softly nowIn the moon's silver lightHush now little oneDry your tearsClose your eyesForget your fearsNow lay your head on the pillowClose your eyesAnd before I die I'll sing to youMy last lullabySleep now little oneYou're safe and freeI'll be sure to protect youWith all the life left in meSleep now little oneRest your headAnd when you wake rememberThe life I ledNow lay your head on the pillowClose your eyesAnd as I die I'll endMy last lullaby
The Shifter Documents- 1 For the sole viewing of: Sir Gabriel, Archangel.</i>Dear Gabriel:It's always been weird being around Damien. The way he looks at me when he tells the others in the student council to try to be more like me. The look that most would read as saying no more than, "You're my favorite person here," but truly means, "You may be my favorite person here, but you don't mean any more to me than those idiots." The way my skin seems to almost burn wherever it touches his. Even the way his voice sounds when he talks to me. They all make me blush and my face feel hot. Why? He's my enemy, a demon, a creature of Hell and yet my heart beats faster every time I see him. It's like I'm in love with him or something!
The Story of Jack the Ripper-4 Well hello again, dear reader. It's nice to know that after reading my previous murder story you still have the courage to come back for more. Unfortunately I am not the ruler of Hell quite yet, though I have come quite a bit closer since we last met. At my meeting with that irritating Lord Lucifer, I made an attempt on his life which, sadly, ended in failure. However, I was able to wound him pretty badly so maybe this next time I'll be able to finish him off. But you haven't come here to read my ramblings about life in Hell, now have you? Of course not, you're here to read the story of my next victim: Annie Chapman. The night began similarly to that of the first murder, which had occurred eight days before, with me sitting on the roof of a building looking down on the streets for a glimpse of someone to call my next target wearing my cloak and gloves with my top hat sitting beside me. This
FMA Script 1-The MeetingAsh walks past Al: *whisper* I see tall person.Ash walks past Kelsey: *whisper* Im not short.Ash walks past Ed: *normal voice* I see a short person!Ed: *flips Ash the bird* Im still growing.Kelsey walks by: Ash, your stupid notes saying stuff like acid rain over Risembool are going to get you killed! *takes a weird step and sprains her foot* Ow! Sprained my foot!Blank Stares in Kelseys directionAsh: Dont know what youre talking about.Kelsey: Shaddup! You dont need to brag about that damn auto-mail leg of yours!Ash: T_T I wasnt. The notes I burned months ago.Kelsey: Oh. Okay
Ow.Ash: By the way- tell my superiors Im getting my auto-mail fixed, okay Kels? *telling the truth about the auto-mail thing*Kelsey: No.Ash: *already gone*Kelsey: *yelling after ash* Fine! Get In Trouble!Ed: *walks by and accidentally stomps Kelseys sprained foot with his auto-mail leg*Kelsey: OW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *clenches teeth and