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WAAAA THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR PARTICIPATING AGAIN ;A; YOU ARE TOO NICE TO ME IM TRULY SRRY ABOUT WHAT DA DID TO THE COMMENTS I GUESS THEY DIDN'T EXPECT ANYTHING TO GET OVER 500 COMMENTS...
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OKAY IT HAS COME TO MY ATTENTION THAT COMMENTS DISAPPEAR AFTER THERE BEING TOO MANY- IT WOULD NOT GO BACK FURTHER THAN 500 COMMENTS.
I AM SINCERELY, SINCERELY SORRY BECAUSE I DID NOT KNOW THIS WOULD HAPPEN AND IT WAS THE FIRST TIME I CREATED A GIVEAWAY OF THIS CALIBER
I AM SINCERELY SORRY FOR EVERYONE WHO HAD WORKED HARD ON THEIR COMMENT TREE
AND I WAS PLANNING TO DIVIDE UP THE WORK OF COUNTING THE HUNDREDS OF COMMENTS WITH MY FRIENDS (LIKE GET 10 FRIENDS AND MAKE EACH ONE START ON A DIFFERENT PAGE and do 170 each)
AND SOMEHOW COMPENSATING FOR THEIR TIME (WITH ART OR MONEY OR IDK SMUT? LOL)
OR EVEN IF IT WAS BY MYSELF, I WOULD TAKE A WEEK TO COUNT THE COMMENTS (EACH ONE HAD AN AVERAGE OF 10, SO AT THE TI
My Crazy StoryA young woman named Raven loved making art, and practiced painting all day long to become the very best in all her town. But one day, she was completely stumped. She looked around her room, full of art pieces featuring mystical cats, sci-fi landscapes of a futuristic Redding, and a portrait of Lzzy Hale that looked so real, you could start a conversation with it. But nothing inspired her. Had she really created everything there was to create? Depressed, she looked out her window, and made a wish on a nearby apple for inspiration to return to her. The next morning, she sprung out of bed, and used her skill in painting to create the most beautiful deviation depicting echoes dying anyone had ever seen. That night, she shouted out the window, "Thanks, apple!"
Peace and BloodIce Flare looked at her servos in near disbelief. The white and gold had been replaced with grey and silver. She caught her reflection,her visor was replaced with a red one. It had been a struggle,but they forced her to wear it, with alot of Optimus pleading her to do so.
The reason for all this was that Ultra Magnus and his best Samurai were holding a peace feast and requested that Megatron,Optimus and his best warriors attend. Megatron accepted, but wasn't sure if Optimus would on the grounds that Ice Flare would be needed as his attendant. Eventually,he settled on this...monstrosity. She would go in disguise,and if she tried to run, her loved ones would be dragged back to Kaon and murdered before her very optics.
They arrived and as Optimus and his warriors left,Megatron held Ice Flare back.
"Remember Ice Flare,you are dead, and unless you want your loved ones likewise,you will not say anything,and your name is Shadowstrike. Do you understand?"
Ice Flare bowed. "Yes...Master."
TFP: Bandit Part 8Part 8
Bandit was going insane, she began to angry and impatient, even snarling at the guards when they passed her cage, when she first snarled at them one of the jumped back and ran into the wall. She bared her dentals and was glaring at them as they passed, The Cager passed by once and she growled at him, he had paused and growled right back at her in response before leaving.
She didn't stop there she showed her agitation with everyone that worked for Crimson, the dream she had during recharge made her feel angry inside, it felt someone else was controlling her emotions, and she hated it.
She took a shaky breath, trying to calm herself, she kept clenching her fists and unclenching them, she looked up at the ceiling and just listened to the roar of the crowd as a battle was waging. After a while, maybe a couple hours, Bandit did not know, time was no care for her, five guards came to her door. She tilted her head at them, she was all of sudden calm, a deadly calm, and the guards felt
Cybertron Apartments: Lover's QuarrelCybertron Apartments
Starscream grumbled as he slowly took his morning ration of energon. Staring at the femme in question, Skybeam had been ignoring him since his little incident with Lust, one of their neighbours. Too proud to say how he really felt for the saucy southern belle, but he was not about to take anymore of her silence.
He tried everything to get her to talk to him and forgive him; flowers, energon sweets, the human fabric she liked to wrap around her (scarf), he even purchased her mods that she had been dying to get. But no matter how much he showered her with gifts, she refused to speak to him.
On Skybeam’s case, she outright refused to give Starscream the time of day. She has learned long ago that even though he was with her, he never truly loved her. Always flirting or talking up other femmes, sometimes in front of her. No more, she wasn’t going to put up with his slag. If he was tr
Run in the ParkMy chest rose and fell as I made my way down the path. The shirt I wore was drenched in sweat as I came to a stop in front of a fountain. I bent down, pressing the button to release cool water. As the water splashed against my lips, I noticed a woman in the distance. Her back was hunched over as if weighed down by some invisible force. Curious, I headed towards her.
Now I saw the reason for why her back was hunched. She was ravenously devouring a book. My curiosity wasn’t satisfied with that answer. It wanted to know what she was reading and why she had such a grim expression plastered against the wrinkles of her face. I wasn’t sure if it was because of age or something else, I figured it was age.
My chance to figure out what she was reading presented itself in a child’s cry. Her head snapped up so fast that I thought her black hair would come free from the lazy made bun. Placing the bookmark so she wou
1 ChapterMy encounter with aliens(1 part)
I will always remember that day. One morning I woke up when I heard that my father raises his sister Martha (youngest sister) out of bed in high school. I think if this rise for the high school I wonder how it will be only at the university. Brrrrrrr, I do not even want to imagine the scene. My brother Stefan (younger brother) to get up and went out to Pollux (our dog).He is over 16 years old. Had gotten up normally ate breakfast of bread and butter. And I made sure I went to the city in website is a place which provides internet 9-17 hours and it's free. When I arrived I went look at my e-mail, and the rest of the day I was looking at websites in terms of entertainment. Earlier I looking for a job, but I do not. Why? It is because I have lost the will to find a job. When I see an ad or a student looking for experience. Or worse young adult. I'm so sick of watching I got home. My father is a pie if you have a job. And I told him no.'s Just sighed and we
Cut Man Meets Kaa
~Cut Man Meets Kaa~
Featuring: Kaa (The Jungle Book) Cut Man & Ice Man (Classic Mega Man)
Early one afternoon, Robot Master Cut Man was busy doing his timber-felling duty in a forest. He had been working all morning, cutting down old trees, over forty to be precise. A few more trees, and then a well deserved break.
Just as Cut Man’s ceramic titanium cutter sliced through another tree like butter, the Robot Master cried out “TIMBER!!” and it fell to the ground, a few inches away from a larger tree close by. However, this was no ordinary tree. It belonged to a mysterious talking python, known as Kaa that took refuge here when being hunted in the jungle from where he came.
And now his afternoon nap had just been disturbed by the sudden crash of a falling tree, sending vibrations along the ground and up the trunk of his own.
“Ooooh! What’ssss all that noisssse?” the python hissed, his brown s
WispBlack fumes and smoke slithered out of the charred corpses of the unfortunate bots who had been trapped within the Dome when the Decepticons had set it ablaze. Optimus and Prowl mobilized search teams to carefully comb the ruins to see if any survivors were to be found, though the probability of them still being alive underneath the rubble was very low. Optimus left Prowl to watch over Ratchet and the other survivors while he went out to see the remains of the Council Dome alone. He even had to ask Ratchet and Ironhide to keep Elita with the other femmes before he was able to leave without her going with him; he felt that he had to go and see the remains of the Dome for himself; as Prime, he still had a duty to his people to keep them safe. Now, unfortunately, it seemed that he had to protect his people from his own brother.
The charred remains of the Council Dome were scattered about after the fire had hit one of Wheeljack's experiments in his lab and resulted in an explosion that sta
Basketball, Robots, and Police Chases Chap. 20Since Fowler's attention was now directed at the two newest additions to the human side of the Bots, the three teens and their charges were quite bored and were killing time un their homemade 'rec room'. "So I wonder what kind of trouble they're going to get into." Miko cackled from her perch on the lumpy couch as Raf and Jack watched some TV besides her.
Both of the boys shared looks. It was no secret that Myra and Miko practically loathed each other. It was obvious that the whole town of Jasper knew of the rivalry between the exchange student and swimmer.
"Fowler's probably grilling them about safety issues..." Bulkhead muttered with a shake of his helm.
Arcee shrugged at her comrade's statement and stretched out her arms, popping her back strut. "I don't know about you, Bulkhead. But I need some extra recharge. Watch the kids and don't do anything stupid." The femme called as she started to make her way back to her shared quarters. Being one of the only two femmes on base, it was ni
Ghost TouchBreakdown was gone, killed by Airachnid and left to rust. Only, he was not left alone; someone had taken him. Likely M.E.C.H; who else would take a hulking mechanical body and not leave any trace of him behind? He should be happy that he was gone; sure, he had wanted to do it personally, but this was so much less messy.
So why did he feel so miserable? Bulkhead sat on the rocky roof of the base and stared out across the huge desert. He should have been happy. He should have been laughing down in the command center with Miko and not worrying about anyone hurting her ever again. But .
His fingers ghosted over his arms, wishing deep down that they were thicker, harder, so much more talented .
"I hate you," he whispered to the empty desert. "I hate you so much."
Silence greeted him and his optics burned. He hated Breakdown, hated him for everything he had done to him. To the Wreckers, to every Autobot that had ever crossed paths with him! He had wanted him to suffer, he had wante
Control"Is everything all set up?" Optimus asked a little nervously.
Cyclonus, the ever loyal servant, nodded as he fit a stylus rather comically behind one of his enormous antennas. "Everything is set up as to your specifications and Lord Megatron is awaiting you."
Optimus did not miss the tiny tremor that ran through the mech's chassis. Nodding in relief, he reached out and gently patted his arm, smiling as easily as he could.
"Thank you, Cyclonus," he replied. "You can have the rest of the orn off."
Cyclonus, reading between the lines as efficiently as ever, bowed at the waist and walked down the hallway towards the servant's quarters. He would likely head into Iacon to meet with Scourge, leaving him and Megatron alone to do their business.
Inhaling slowly, Optimus pushed the door to the berthroom open and peaked inside. Megatron's dark red optics glowed out of the dim room. The curtains on the window had been closed tightly, letting no light in. Suppressing a shiver, Optimus clo