StarsWhat do you see when you look at the stars?Do you see beauty,Or do you see scars?The beauty of things that are yet to be found.The beauty of things so far from the ground.The beauty of things so far, far away.The beauty of things that will always stay.But the scars are there too, as you might recall.Others are big, others are small.Scars that are old, scars that are new.Scars that show all that you've been through.Scars that show the universe's power.Scars that make you want to cower.Beauty that will always hold true.Scars that will always stay new.Beauty that leaves you looking in awe.Scars that leave you crying, pitying what you saw.The stars hold beauty.The stars hold scars.Whichever you see tells what person you are.
Allons_yAllons-y, come with me!See the things nobody sees.Live your life while your life lasts;soon it will be in the past.You'll be dead and you'll be gone.Where's the fun in that?
You Wonder WhyYou wonder why I act like this.You wonder why I act so happy-go-lucky all the time.You wonder why I change the subject when things get real.You wonder why I always try to get to the nicest places, but hide my disappointment when I don't succeed.You wonder why I dress so eccentrically.You wonder why I never talk about my past.You wonder why I just keep to myself, stay a mystery.You wonder why I won't tell you my real name.You wonder why I'm always talking, yet never saying anything.You wonder why I try so hard to be good when I'm really not.You wonder why I only try to show you the good, but always end up showing you the bad.You wonder why I took you with me in the first place.You wonder why I lost all the people I'm close to.You wonder why I'm still alive after everything.Well, this is the answer. Simple as that.I died a long time ago.
The Shadows, Part 1My name's Ruby.I'm 20 years old, I have black hair, like my mom, and blue eyes, like my dad.I live in northern Vermont, since my mom said she 'got dropped off here by a friend in 1987', and ended up staying because she met my dad.Right now, it's 2010. I was born in 1990.When I was 7 years old, in 1997, I had, like any other 7 year old, an imaginary friend. I actually had a few, including our old white German Shepherd, Ghost.I later was explained to by my mom that my 'imaginary Ghost friend' wasn't imaginary: it was Ghost's ghost.Who'd a thought.But my main 'imaginary' friend, who I forever insisted was real, because he was, was a young man, about 20.I could always remember what he looked like, since he was so weird.He had a burlap-textured coat, a reddish shirt, a maroon bow tie, red suspenders, dark pants, and dark work boots.He had a weird face, even though I couldn't think of why at the time. His hair was brown and long, almost long enough to cover his green older-than-his
The Lost Orphan, P1 End n NoteThe device came to life, pointing a compass needle away from the Citadel and back towards the way me and the 11th Doctor had come."Oh good! It works!" the 10th Doctor exclaimed. "Allons-y!" and we took off in that direction.After we had been walking a while, we still hadn't come to any answers."I wonder how 8 and 9 are getting along now." the 10th said."Probably not very well. They didn't last time, did they?" the 11th said."Last time? Has this happened before?" I asked."Yeah. The first 10 of me were all brought together for some reason. We soon realized that 8 wasn't there. The companions disappeared. Worse came to worse, we all split up, went looking for others, ended up in a war, almost died 10 times or more, almost got turned into Daleks, blah blah blah..." the 10th Doctor said."...turns out, it would have evened out on it's own it we'd have left well enough alone." the 11th finished. "What's weird was time was suppose to fix it. Make us all forget the whole event. But someh
The Shadows, Part 1 End n NoteMe and the Doctor kept walking back towards the old house."So, Mason. Where do you think that rain came from?" he asked me."The Shadow People. No doubt about it. And would you stop calling me 'Mason'? My names' Ruby.""Yes." he smiled. "But your name's Mason too.""What do you think about the rain?""Same as you. Shadow People.""And where do you think they come from?""Best guess, a parallel universe.""How'd they get here, then?""'How'd they get here'? That 'parallel universe' theory of mine doesn't even phase you?""No. I keep an open mind to everything."He smiled at me. "Good. Now, I'm pretty sure now that they want you to open the rift so they can get back home, but I'm not sure.""So, what was the rain?""Their way of getting our attention.""Then why was it acid?""They probably didn't know it could hurt us. Or, you. You said they didn't talk very well when they were impersonating me? That means they're really not familiar with the area.""The area.""Yeah. This region of sp
The Lost Orphan, Part 1My name's Jade. I've been an orphan all my life.My parents died in a car crash on the way to the hospital.I've lived in Bradley Hall all my life, because no family ever wanted me. No one here even likes me, they've always been mean.I'm still at Bradley Hall, even though I'm 22 now. I work here.I was doing the dishes one day when Mrs. Bradley herself came into the kitchen. She had a new boy with her. He looked my age."Jade, this is John. He's going to help you with the chores." she said,then left.John was tall and thin. He had long, dark brown hair which almost went to his old, wise, intelligent eyes, which were a shocking contrast to his young face, which was softly featured.He was wearing a brown suit coat with a texture and look of burlap, a dark red bow tie, with a light reddish shirt, dark brown pants, and black work-looking boots. His coat was unbuttoned, and I saw the edges of dark colored suspenders under the edges of the coat.He looked like a 22 year old dressed as a ol
What We Really Want To SayYou're always asked this, at some time in your life, and your answer is always the same.It's always a lie.You really want to cry. To scream. To shout. To let it all out. But you can't.You don't know how you'd explain. You don't know how people would treat you.They all think "My God, what is wrong with this girl?"But this is what we all really want to say:I am not okay.
character design sheetPlease read the Artist's Comments below before you attempt to use this design sheet.Thanks!CHARACTER DESIGN SHEETINSTRUCTIONSFill in all the spaces after the colons. I know, there are a lot of them, but don't be intimidated.You can do it!THE BASICSCanon/story:Character's name:What the name means:Symbol (ex: sweets for L from Death Note, or skulls for Death the Kid from Soul Eater):Inspirations/derivations (if any):Notes/backstory:Mary Sue Alert Level (low, medium, high, or RED ALERT):APPEARANCEGender:Age:Birthdate:Height:Facial characteristics (eye color, shapes of nose, mouth, face shape, etc):Hair color and styling:Tattoos/scars/other distinguishing marks:Body type and skin color:Nationality/race:Species (if not human):Voice(how it sounds):Clothing preference/outfit:Jewelery/piercings/special item(s):Weapon of choice (if applicable):PERSONALITYPersonality:Character flaws:Character strengths and talents:Quirks/odd traits:Religion:Sexual orientation: