Monday, October 13, 2008

How To Surf Game Without Game Minimizing calixpto @ 2008-10-13T18:34:00


Title: Brother

Rating: K

Genre: Angst

Fandom: Bleach

Words: 379

Based on: ∓ nbsp;
evening lights come with tinting strength orange living room that could not feel.

memories that invade are old images that are mixed with reality and that the leaves flow naturally. But is not the same, can not share those memories with her anymore, he regrets what he told her no, what she will never know, but there is no turning back.

The door opens andhe knows she is back home. All afternoon he waited for this moment, every inch of your soul wants her mention his name, to feel alive again, to imagine for a minute that nothing has changed between them and speak only as brothers of what happened on the day of each. Maybe that's what strange.

She sits at the table and greets with a smile. Is what I wanted, you can even feel your heart beating in your chest again. Now if you can feel the colors of the room again, like the colors. To smile &; Iacute; rle, although she knows she will never know that he is smiling like the photo that she speaks of their peers.

Listen to it, and can not help thinking that something is wrong but she is telling.

Just an impulse to embrace the fantasy that tried to keep it down. You can see that someone else has comforted, someone has fulfilled its role and can not help feeling

Monday, September 8, 2008

Best Portable Dvd Player For Car Challenge III


Title: When Charlotte discovered Black Sabbath

Rating: K

Fandom: Original

Lyrics: 315

Genre: Comedy

Beta: Matt

The first time I heard Black Sabbath Carlota was a July, when he was just five years during the holiday period of his older brother, Aaron.

did not mean to really listen to music, just knowing if his brother had anything that could be used in against him. The small or & nace. Fingered the buttons a bit, trying to figure out what was, until the box started making strange noises and vibrates a little. Her curiosity made her wear the earrings without thinking. It was music I could describe it like that, but so different from the boring songs his parents listened, but did not understand what the singer said.

left the room without turning it off and went straight to his own, hiding next to the old bed. He never knew how much time passed, but the musicentanglement in the child. Seeing their pathetic situation, only one thing left to do:

- Mom, Aaron brought home one thing that is trying to eat me!

Thank You, Wedding Slogan Challenge II

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Based on: The technology Beta: Matt

The sun shone through the window of the kitchen apartment located in the center of the city. The street noises came strong, even the conversations of pedestrians, as it was a first floor.

But for him, this noise as usual, so I did not give the least importance while dryinghis head with a towel in front of the bathroom mirror, he still had a headache after the marathon day at the office the previous day.

used made his way to the kitchen, still unfinished changed, opened the refrigerator door to get something to eat breakfast.

"Good morning," said an icy voice & face

- need not be so rude!

-fault for bothering you so early, "said someone from the other end.

"You think as I do" again to complain.

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The discussion continued, but he did not pay the slightest attention, sat across the table from the laptop.

-News today and came, and you have five unopened mail.

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tipi began as he felt the pain of his head grow darker and still was too early.

-Oliver-I call it a shrill female voice from the other side of the table I have three missed calls and two text messages and scheduled me to ring at eight and do not you get up ...

And to finish the chatty Susan left him no peace.

The life of a Tecnópata was a swing of highs and lows. The ability to communicate with all existing technological devices, is wonderful, but these days, he just wanted to silence.

And reciéncOn ... eginning

Does A Master Bedroom And Bathroom Have To Match challenge

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Based on: The technology

Beta: Matt

Coffee and do not mix Notebock

The clock, the computer always accurate, they were just marked the four forty-eight in the morning, well after the time which went to sleep usually, but should finish this work. So that the coffee was very helpful for meeeping awake, would be a problem presented to the class without the job done.

The work in question was his thesis on the creation of the national army. I had a hard time getting all the necessary data. Even bought a notebock to store all the information. Much easier to write down everything and then passing it could record everything, then downloaded to the machine, and so write it directly.

Monday, August 25, 2008

Pinkish Cervical Mucus Matt's Olympic Challenge

the sound that made the front door of the house was heard throughout the room. - I'm home! "Cried the father when the figure was glimpsed through the door of the room" Today I had a tough day, the agency wanted to hand over the new sketches for the campaign, and I had nothing done!

The largest brown jacket was removed and placed in the back of the sofa, to be dropped straight through on this one, right next to her daughter. The Brazilians had begun in a somewhat uneven, you could tell at a glance that were poorly focused and could not be more nervous.
Emily said nothing. "Well, tell me, what have you done today? Inquired the girl's father. But when he did notqualify for the final.
"Looks like these girls are not doing very well, eh?

I do not know, Dad, "said the little wearily -. I'm not paying attention. Emily was angry with her father because she was always late and never warned. She was in charge of cooking and should or rather demanded, knowing the time of his father. So he answered that way, to let off steam.

"Honey, you're weird, do you think of anything? She asked, no answer - I am your father, I demand to know!

- Want to know? Emily asked. His father replied with a nod yes "Well I'm tired! Fed up I take por the whistle of cool and show up when you want! Emily exclaimed - "you know!? I'm your daughter! And you appear as if nothing had happened! Smiling and vented went to his bedroom. "And so you know, Dad, I met a very nice guy," he added before disappearing through the door.

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Title: Perfect Enemy

Rating: K

Genre: General

Fandom: Original

Words: 441

Based on: "Olympic Games"
Dedicated to: Nekoham
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to the last of the sports news, talked about them and their parties. Defined them as the perfect rivals, and they kept comparing them over and over again. Statistics on their games were on their serves, about all they could do. Always being compared and that only heightened the desire to defeat the other.


about the same time, at night, leaving each room was assigned to them to calm their anxieties in the fields near the village Olympic, they needed to get rid of the frustration of their dreams, and tested asi same as they were better.

Each paddling that resonated in the middle of the night, seemed to echo. Each image projected on the wall the other on that practice.

Game after game was played as the last, leaving everything on the court. Even before competing looking how to get to grips with the other, this battle was an obsession that had a way to prove who was best.

corned with looks to be found in the hallways, but watched closely matches the other, if you lost, was the disappointment of the other, and beat who the defeat was a matter of honor then. Because for them the only rival on the track was the other and nobody else.

This time the target was only one: the Olympic gold.

ent for improvement. Not knowing how much she had been running the hundred meters from the track where he trained, was a dual thing, only found out when the coach showed his trademark.

Every day, from the cold winter mornings to the hot summer twilight, are trained to be physically and mentally exhausted, but ready to move up next. There were no weekends, birthday or holiday for him. Sick or injured is not in their plan, so care was taken to any risk. His country was assured of help to improve every day, putting at their disposalition, doctors who studied it every day, and the possibility to train in a safe place so that nothing will happen. In turn, the sponsors were added, preparing the special equipment needed to compete.

four years ago had participated for the first time in the Olympics, representing his country. He had won the bronze, and at that time celebrated as if it were gold, because that was his goal at that time.

But now his eyes looked more toto, from the silver and gold. Others and could win the gold medal for his country, but their only purpose was immovable.

wanted to break the world record and win the title of world's fastest man, but his latest mark was much below the mark.

So the watch was his own worst enemy, it still lacked milliseconds to exceed its goal, and the time already was running. Would the heart, soul and everything I had on the track, s

Sunday, August 24, 2008

Wedding Slogan, Thank You calixpto @ 2008-08-24T17:36:00

Title: Learning to Fly

Rating: K

Genre: General

Fandom: Original

Words: 422

Based on: "Olympic Games"

s is still a child, with brown hair and dreamy eyes. A year ago, coming to this pool to train, as if to participate in the Olympics. He has no coach, only Sophie who takes the trouble to take his time with the timer while reading a magazine.

"Two seconds less, Marcos announced she monotonously when the bishop removed the head of water at the finish.

This is the result of training the past two weeks: two seconds. Is left floating in the water thoughtfully.almente away from him towards the backpack resting on the stands.

Mark closed his eyes while immersing himself before approaching the stairs to (,) finally out.

"But ... - added Sofia, giving him a towel, who does not dream, can not fly.

The girl was now crouching and smiling broadly in front of the stairs where he tried to leave. Not toNeedless to say that she trusted him, she was never so directly, but that phrase was the breath of relief he needed.

Maybe use a common bathroom short, and her glasses are not prepared specifically for him. You do not have the number on your location, or a sponsor to help.

Marcos

But now dreams of one day representing their country succeed in the Olympics and hopes to Sofia to see.

Monday, August 11, 2008

Home Remedies For Throat Cancer

Title: Victor

Rating: K

Genre: General

Fandom: Original

Words: 375

Based on: "He who covers a lot, just press"

Beta: Matt

CHTMLXdo the perfect student, however, his grades were pretty good and always met the deadlines, so there was no real reason to get your attention when they went to class. Yet since early this year could not meet their obligations and extracurricular activities in which he had asked to join.

- I want to study in Mandrake-Leon replied almost without energy, like a pipe dream "You told me that I needed more extracurricular points to get there.

"I see ... - answered thoughtfully as he removed his thick-rimmed glasses, dark-frame but this can not succeed.

Words can not beat him, Victor, as he expected. And it had almost given up the thought of have an interview prior to the entrance examination.

The man put the papers aside and massaged

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Camila The three beds in the room were messy, clothes, unfolded, stretched over them or a chair nearby. Photos and posters of singers and actors covered the walls and put in the room they shared the three sisters of the family. The clueless lights that do not see anyone in it, but the slight whimper from under one of the beds, indicated otherwise.

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HTMLXC queues disarmed reddish hair to rub against the floor. Glassy blue eyes were hidden among the palms, that rubbed incessantly. I could not hold back the tears that surfaced in his eyes, but had to go because it was the best.


Camila had always liked animals, all of them at home but had never left them, it was clear that half a dozen chicks no exception, but the thought that maybe they would.

The truth is that when they arrived, Camila thought they were an answer to their prayers for a pet, as he had been most strange.

had appeared to open the box of red eggs that had gone shopping that morning. Either jumped or chirping the six balls of yellow feathers, she adopted them as pets.

The problem was that nightcrossing his arms over his chest.

"I know it's not a real chicken ... - began to explain as he drew from his pocket a chicken with yellow rope - but that if you preserve.

Yes, this if I could take care of it.

Friday, August 1, 2008

How Long Can Anorexics Live

ego deleted. And now here again archiving XD


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Kairi wondered many things times.


Wondering what tomorrow will bring you things, what memories it hides the past and how many chances are they tend to it at present.

Though home is where the heart is, Kairi sometimes wonder if this is where it truly belongs. Wondering this because his heart remembers something his mind can not: remember laughter, a different life and, at some point, he had another place to call home. But now these islands are everything to her, these islands and all the people who live there. Because he loves stories Selphie, Tidus enthusiasm and attitude

Wakka, love the smile from his father, the governor, and the sweet voice of her whom he has learned to love like a mother. Love the sweeping force of all that is Riku and, above all, the warmth and purity of all that is Sora.

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And that is when the fault appears and asks if he is-if you have the right to be in this place and enjoy his affection, "because the look on Riku's eyes when she turns to Sora first, when he blushes and says he looks very nice with that new skirt, has the full weight of a broken heart and despair that she knows feel if someone will take Sora on his side. was mine first, he says bitterly, and now only has eyes for you

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Kairi

At first he did not realize (and you suspect that you have not already Riku hecho), but the truth is that Sora Riku was in love with long before she arrived and probably will be for as much or more time than her.

She loves and knows that Riku Riku wants her back, so can not help but be horrified at the prospect of being to blame for their suffering, but actually do not know you could do about it . She loves Sora, Riku loves Sora, and eventually, Sora finally tell if any one of those feelings.

For now she is content to sit next to Riku in the spring and see Sora running after the sea foam that papray to have stolen one of his sandals again.

- - -

Kairi loves these islands and to all who live there, but can not help but sometimes wonder if this is the place really belongs.

As much as I like to think so, your heart does not forget that once belonged to another place and mind suggests that probably could have loved many people and places. But she likes to think he can stay on this site, which is here and not somewhere else where it should estar, who can call home ... forever.

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When the door opens and the world can feel the darkness trying to start his heart, only gasped and want to stay with Sora. The next thing I know is that his body has been forgotten, but now everything is warm, soft and well known: it's all around Sora.

For the first time in his life is no past, no future and no questions, and Kairi knows that most will never find a perfect home. It is here, undoubtedly, where she belongs. CHTMLX

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Do Pinky Really Have A Std Route I



If there was anything in this world to love, were on holiday. Not only by not having to attend classes, but because they could go home and spend their days doing the things he wanted to do.





And this morning would be one of them, prove the new broom that had given him for Christmas. I was fully prepared to do so had been the protectors in knees, elbows and head.

This st would fly the first time in one of those, but after all, so the year might get your driver's license.

The sky was perfect, although there were many clouds, they announced no storm. Were small, looked like a flock of sheep in the distance and height were prudent. Way to leave the house.

was placed in position on the broom.

-Aaron Are you going to prove?

He turned the little voice warned. His sister watched him with her angelic face curiously.

"Yes, Let's see how it flies," said getting off the goggles to protect eyes.

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closed his eyes and stretched his arms, he had always wondered what it would feel to be a bird, for the first time in his life he was checking firsthand

sighed deeply before opening his eyes again and look forward, only to find a group of birds that were too close to him.

wanted esquivarls minutes and get itself back up. Was not as bad as he expected, however, everything and hurt his right hand was dislocated.

took the broom and is corrupted into the woods, following the light to reach the old road. He knew it would pass by his house and there were not many people who use it. It was surrounded by tall pines and part of the asphalt had been devoured by nature. Well, at least the walk retrazaría the scolding he would receive upon arrival in that state.

Monday, July 14, 2008

Why Does Alabama Use The Number 12 Helmet? Dream III

Title: Flower of Hell
Rating: T
Genre: Romance
Fandom: Naruto
Claim: Inuzuka Kiba / Hyuuga Hanabi
Based Challenge: Bad fics
Beta: Nekoham

was not a common starry sky he saw over his head, he was sure, the stars were shining too strong, too clear, well the moon looked bigger than normal, despite being full, and was framed by a soft lilac tone that overshadowed.

looked around trying to orient where he was. It was a little surprised to note that it was the training ground of the Hyuuga family. Not remember having gone there, not really remember anything. Maybe he had gone to see Hinata, though it was strange that there was Akamaru with him, besides it was night, what was he doing there at that time? And why was not casting it properly Nejji?.

began to move toward the darkened galleries around him, maybe he had fallen asleep, but still, why he had woken up there. Addition was stopped, and remember he slept in bed.

questions and conjectures are crowded into his head as he walked on the wooden floor, where he knewwith intense white light over your head. No slow to recognize the smell of disinfectant and medical supplies.

Joined seeing the hospital room around him. Shino and Hinata were on one side while the other Sakura Haruno reviewed it.

- What happened? Asked confused.

Nothing serious, you fell during training and you hit your head strong, you'll be fine in a few days, but you stay the night in observation, was diagnosed with the medical ninja making some notes in your notebook before leaving. Hinata and Shino

took a while to leave, as visiting hours had ended, and he had to rest, her mother was out of the room, had sentAkamaru looking for her, surely enabled him to have him there, no dog behaved better than him.

He lay on the pillow and now I look at the darkened ceiling, recalling the demon of his dreams. Who was that girl?.



Eye Makeup For Baggy Eyelids Dreams II

Title: Meta yellow and black

Rating: K

Genre: Comedy

Fandom: Teen Titans

Claim: Cyborg / Bee

Based on: Challenge fics Bad

The city Jump Olympic stadium, spectators were already located in their seats, impatient cries echoed all the stands as the giant screens competitors focused on the job.
The hum of the speakers, announcing the beginning of the story put order and called the attention of the public.

- It's a glorious morning for the sport! - Announced the lively voice of one of sports commentators.

- And if it is! - Said the deep voice of co-announcer-Today is the final stage of the Youth Olympics!

And the favorite to win is Mark Turner is not it Mike?

"So what is Ronald, but there are a novice who would win. This is Victor Stone, the city public high Jump.

The stadium erupts in screams and there is our friend with dark skin, stretch in place, ready to run as fast as their feet will allow.re playing in the stadium, the line is in front of him and despite his speed, everything is in slow motion and your body starts to change. His legs are covered by the cold metal, like his arms and face, the voices of people are going to silence, and behind the finish line appears a girl, everything else ceases to matter.

- Let sprinkles! - The girl with curly hair, dark complexion and full lips animates it from the goal.

She is encouraging, only him, but encountered a few meters from the finish line and everything goes dark ...
Cyborg
awoke with a start in his room, surrounded by computers and stunned by the monotonous drone of contiguous charger.
DisconnectsRTO looking a bit greenish blue eyes were beautiful in this light.

- Nara.

Again, maybe I was imagining, and had not even moved his lips. Suddenly

not know how he felt a huge weight on his abdomen that left him breathless.

opened his eyes, angry and grumbling, sunlight blinded him a few times, just until a figure in his way, making shadow.

-Nara Shikamaru, remember you have to fulfill your mission, like it or not that was the voice of Temari, no doubt about it - move your lazy ass from there Lord Tears, that there are papers that address.

The kunoichi watched him get up.

What Does A Driver's License Look Like

felt until the last row of fingerprints. It was a touch so gentle, so caring, he never felt anything like it. A little buzz began to form from the back of his head, slow and serene, increasing the pitch as he approached a little closer to your ears. It was a song, a lullaby, that it was all too familiar to be a product of his imagination. He kept trying to remember where he'd heard before, but could not, even to try. soon began to notice a strange smell, so unusual for him, smelled strange, and although he tried, he could not recognize him that it was no more familiar. That was both frustrating and extremely welcoming. Soon withoutand could not open my eyes, the voices were too plain to be a dream. "Let
Kushina, it's time - said the other voice. Naruto

on what was removed so fluffy, I did not want to leave, but felt that further softened soft surface.

opened her eyes heavily, blinking several times before recognizing the shape of red hair and smiling face was disappearing in front of him.
strongly cried hugging the pillow, looking everywhere. A small chuckle echoed in the walls of his room, although it was becoming increasingly tenuous. Tomorrow
would blame the many dishes he had eaten ramen after academia with Iruka-sensei, but now I could not sleep thinking that there were ghosts in his house.

Monday, July 7, 2008

Homemade Moped Exhaust Cold Winter Nights II

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The last night of winter

The sun had not shone that day, after the storm, but had retired. Darkness fell on the old fortress, which had survived many invasiveMLXC Through the window I could see the snow fall during the night storm, while some flakes are stacked against the glass Vitro care of our Blessed Lady.

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Silence reigned for a moment, allowing you remember those summer days are gone, the days where the sun ruled his life. But they seemed distant and almost impossible, just memories inside his head.

He sat on the chair, snuggling mhile passed his trembling hands on the red fabric of her dress. I wanted to be allowed to dream a little more with the times, just a little more, before reality hit her again.

had to find a way to resist until the arrival of spring again, but every day is towards heavier and she was more exhausted. Closed her eyes again, I did not think about it, I just wanted to dream.

CHTMLXTMLXC line of smoke disappearing into air.

However, she is cold, frozen in his chair, lost in his world, while a smile reflected his ultimate dream.

Title: Myth White

Rating: K

Genre: Angst / Comfort

Fandom: Original

Words: 665

Based on: Cold Winter Nights - Stratovarius

Beta:

White Myth

By now I knew he would be the last. But would not fall without a battle, he must survive in order to recover those who had fallen.

Anger took over his eyes at the thought of the ingratitude of those who came for him. They were visible in the small boat approaching entered enough. It was time to start with this.

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The youngest of the crew of the boat shuddered slightly as he climbed aboard the hood of his coat, covering his dark hair, looking at nothing through his black eyes.

- He could be helpful, he could do something .

But asnow he felt the stillness of the ocean, it was even less, it was obvious he was expecting, and could not be convinced that it was the only one who had discovered. However continued to advance with caution.

more were huddled under the hood of his thick coat, shivering, both cold and fear, but would not admit it. I knew that little noise that was behind her ear was the laugh of a fellow calling him a coward. But he would not casually, wanted to think that someday this would be a dream, a myth and could tell the story, no matteraba if defeated or not, he just wanted one day to tell the story and survive this night.

The roar of the storm took it out of his reverie discovering frustrated and concerned eyes of his companions, all converging in one place, the peak a steep wall of ice, after which they started to show a giant dark cloud. There emerged winds whipping his face, depriving him of a sight as the ship shook, shaken by the waves.

managed to overcome wind and putting a hand over his eyes, making the hood and saw the imposing figure of the white magician raising to heaven the rod on which shone a bright light blue.

from there I could see the anger which shone in his eyes and confident smile that was hidden behind a long beard.

Another shiver ran through her body to hear the order to be prepareds for combat, while the teacher muttered curses under his breath, without taking his eyes off the sorcerer who had been waiting for.

He was right, this has always been a bad plan, but now there was no turning back. Now it was time to fight.

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Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Anne Klein Suit Silver Buttons

Title: Ivan

Rating: K

Genre: Angst / Comfort

Fandom: Original

words : 621

Based on: Cold Winter Nights - Stratovarius
Beta:

[info] charlonee

http:/ / charlonee.livejournal.com /

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Ivan

The steam of his breath mingled with the gray haze around it. It was morning, a typical July morning in this hamlet in the south that had been growing. The sun had not yet awakened, only perceived the dim light, that clearly announcing the approach of dawn.

humeado

The crisp sound of his boots digging into the snow bounced off the aged trunks of the forest, his long coat while overseas the erased whenolo bird, or saw them jumping from branch to branch as usual.

passed between the two worked through wrought iron columns marking the entrance to the small cemetery.

Celtic crosses that rose in a corner of it, under the bare branches of the tree that grew on the other side of the fence, were unmistakable. Despite the snow on them, the intricate knots that could be clearly seen adorned. Be careful not to step on any other tomb slab as it moved them.

& aBinding of cheer, and I think that a little person has a gift for ...

could not continue, the young man fell on him, hugging him tightly as he let loose the tears and sobs that had been repressed by long.

closed his eyes and wrapped the boy in his arms, trying to comfort him as if he were his own son. Feeling like sadness pervading him too at the thought of his friends there in the tombs. There was a man, was a child. A child who, despite his seventeen years, still missed her parents.

The first rays of the sun appeared from the east.

Sunday, June 29, 2008

Finnish Sauna, Public, New Jersey

Title: Persons Prices

Rating: K

Genre: Angst / Comfort

Fandom: Naruto
Claim: Gaara / Matsuri

Words: 400

Based on: Competition

Persons Prices

-Gaara is just a competition, I try to calm Temari, fearing the worst - she is your student, let him be more confident.

"She accepted my existence - answered curtly, separating from the wall while the sand was around its orbit.

was a few tense minutes in which to hit a few bumps Matsuri more. Gaara suddenly became incorporated, separating from the pair

Monday, June 23, 2008

Planets With A 10 Inch Dobsonian

Title: From within the city

Rating: K
Genre: Angst / Comfort
Fandom: Original
Words: 535
Based on: based on Weekly Challenge: http://arvenia.deviantart.com/art/Pollution-vs-Nature-62741550

From within the city
He
blue sky, open and completely clear terrified him.

What was that? Not coming to buyder. Nor would I know if that was real intense color. Maybe a chemist had created a fireplace.

He studied cautiously. There seemed no clouds there, maybe it was just an optical illusion, something that science could explain if he was wanted in his personal machine.

The air was intoxicating. Every breath she felt her lungs opened up more than usual, too light, and its aroma was reminiscent of the vegetable garden he planted his grandmother when he was a child. As hated as she hated to think that these plants are more important than
Television or new juego of Play Station 2, which had given her for her birthday. Aroma of wet earth that brought him remember that annoying, so clear it seemed impossible.

Tickling felt fine wet and on your feet. He lowered his eyes in horror, he was barefoot, and their feet smeared with mud foul while he brushed the grass. I was almost sure to see the germs that were there, including hideous insects he saw. But he had plenty of time to complain about it, since she discovered her new dress.

Someone had changed that dress anatomically created and designed by a paddled simple white shroud seen more than anything else. CHT

Scoring MLXC quickly search for your cell phone, he would say exactly where he was and that pressing a button will communicate only with Estafita, his ever efficient secretary. She planned to send a rescue vehicle, along with a change of clothes. But found nothing, not even your wallet. Perhaps he had been robbed and had given a hallucinogen.

shivered violently taking the forearms to maintain body heat, when a breeze was attacked from behind. The cold was not the only thing that brought air travel. A sweet perfume stranger rodeo almost instantly. It smelled like honey industries biogenetically treated Rekrap & Co. bought inWithout giving any chance for help. Lost

stability to be beaten by a strong wind while rotating on itself, the landscape was divided in half before falling, his world on your right, this strange world to the left.

could only ask one last thing before falling and losing consciousness.

- What place is this?

Whats Kates Real Name From Kates Playground Nature vs Polution III

LXC morning was gray and stormy in my boring life. It was late for work, and began to feel the consequences of a sleepless night he had spent completing the paperwork that I had asked my boss. The bitter taste of coffee that had taken just a few minutes ago I burned my throat. I was playing my job, as usual.

The three posts did not bring any good news. Never did, but not yet lost hope that one did.

I went downstairs to the subway verticalginosamente, with the feeling of falling and rolling at any time. Just in time to see how my subway was crowded and was left an empty platform.

I collapsed in the first bank that I saw, cursing not having a mp3 to hang.

- Your smile must be very pretty.




The phrase was directed at me, I knew it because the black-haired girl looked at me talkingple do not know what it is to live, the cities are so strange!

I caught it in his voice as sweet and full of innocence, but must be something bigger than me. Insurance, although its appearance and carefree jet beard gave him a strange image much younger than mine.

-free air is required, all human beings need green grass, flowers, contact with nature and keep up. This rhythm that you carry in cities is too rough, you only live once ... CHT

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Pedal Boat For Sale 2 Seater Nature vs Polution II

Title: Aaron
Summary:

Rating: K

Genre: General / Friendship

Fandom: Original

Claim: Aaron

Words:
Based on 535: Weekly Challenge based on: http://arvenia.deviantart.com/art/Pollution-vs-Nature-62741550


Aaron

Lying in the grass, happy in their little prairie in Cordoba where his family raised him since birth. The large and pure blue sky envelops you and you can see the fluffy clouds stroll lazily as the sun stained with the magical changes of daylight. The distant mountains are nothing more than your home about.

The old house where he knows that his father is preparing a roast like every Sunday, fanning the embers while his mother helps him prepare the garnishes. You can almost hear the lively voice of her younger sister ran to him to wake him from his reverie. With her long black hair in the sun like a little angel wearing daisies in her hands. Although he did not describe it as such, could not deny that for any other that pudiera look, with dark, intense eyes that leave you speechless and that mischievous smile and innocent.

But she never gets to wake up. Daisies frolic among the emerald sea, while the solitary breeze cool morning the hammock.

same fresh air in and out of your lungs in rhythmic breathing. Most seemed unaware that this was just a dream. Deliberately moved the stick in his mouth savoringfor himself the purity that surrounded him, the nature of their land.

An intoxicating aroma invades their memories, the grin on his lips show their discontent, this is what he does not want to feel. The sun king no longer caress, no longer feel its rays over the copper skin.

undertakes to display on your forearms, not knowing what they find, the aroma does not belong there, did not fit with their memories. CH TMLXC

The storm clouds are tinged with darkness, the same color as the breeze that now goes to his beloved.

The city rose before his eyes rapidly, like an endless maze of buildings and streets, losing the silence in the noise. He could not escape anywhere.

-Aaron "I callmod time someone shook him.

got up abruptly from the dark wooden desk where he was, blinking several times as the sound of youthful voices banks and formed a around, trying to remember where it was found. The black board on which data were drawn from history to be memorized. The old professor Guzmán firmly hitting the papers on his desk while students rose from their seats carrying books, with evident satisfaction that the class was complete. XC

"As in all history classes, Aaron," she recalled this, laughing. Do not worry, I'll spend tonight.

His partner taking up his things and he did the same, leaving the classroom and leaving behind the dark vision that disturbed him.

really missed home. CHTMLX

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Is Scorpio Interested Nature vs Polution

Title: Table

Rating: K

Genre: Angst / comfort

Fandom: Original

Words:
Based on 535: Weekly Challenge based on: http : / / arvenia.deviantart.com / a
The fine bristle brush drums through your fingers quickly against the arm of the wooden chair where I watch shrunk between the shadowy scope of your workshop, full of your most important works. The place was a factory in the boom of the industrial revolution in the country, abandoned for years between the concrete cemetery has become the neighborhood. It seems ironic repeated green tone of your work, so alive and natural, like you're trying to revive what they have crushed.


dark Your eyes wander about your last painting again this methodical pounding outside or diminutas green spots that dot after each impact

cyan The intense shining with dementia, almost impossible to believe the brilliance they receive your pupils. Yearn to imitate the sky has rarely been seen in reality, between those clouds, full of pollution. Those that are usual for you, with which you are each time came round some of the ups and small rectangular windows. From there the first thing I saw were the tall chimneys, now dead had been busy dyeing their current skies gray.

CHT, Spreading the gray floor, was the exact mirror image of the painting, with the meadow facing the city.

's when you discover something you had not understood before, that figure with black hair yourself you were watching your dreams and nightmares. You lived in this nightmare. It was time to do something to live in a dream.

Throw the brush and you left the place, and know with whom you should go talk to them.