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In One Ear - Cage The Elephant

The English names for the monkey things aren't that bad...

Wonderful, I just wasted $100 on a defect. I tried it in a Mac and it still didn't work. Thanks anyway. T_T

I have to leave for Utah to go skeeing and see family on Xmas day. That's why I've lost it.

It would be better with a soundtrack.

Username: Twilight Knight
Orginal Name: Jason O'Brien
Alias: Orion
Age of Guise: 15
Age of The Orginal: 19
Age of The Reaper: 4 years
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History: Jason lived a happy life with his father until his father went to war. He stayed with his mother until he came back. When he came back however, he changed. He was a heroin addict. He used the drug to escape the pain of war. One night his father overdosed on heroin and beat Jason's head in with a baseball bat. He was 19 at the time. His father was arrested and tried and was sent to life in prison. But something happened that day. Jason refused to die. He ran from the light and instead became what is known as a reaper.
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Preview Post: Jason stood in a small room. A blood stain was on the wall above a bed. The bed was empty and was stripped of sheets with caution signs around it. The police here never bothered to clean up their mess. A baseball bat covered in blood was on the floor next to the bed. A body outline was on the bed drawn in black marker. He stood there in complete silence. He walked out of the house and suddenly disappeared into thin air. The next moment he was in front of a prison. The outside was deserted so nobody noticed him. He went inside. He walked past a few guards and asked to see the man known as Mark O'Brien. "Kid, why do you need to see that low life?" "Because I'm one of the friends of the boy he killed. I need to ask him a few questions for a psychology class project." The guard asked no further questions and let the boy inside the prisoner conference room. "Wait here." The guard walked out and returned with a middle aged man in hand cuffs. They both sat down at the table provided. The man known as Mark raised his eyebrows. "Who are you? Some reporter? I thought you guys were done with this already." "Not exactly no. My name is Orion I'm a student in college taking psychology and I want to ask you a few questions. Is that all right with you?" "Whatever." "I only have one question so don't worry. Now, is there anything, like if your son were here right now, what would you have told him? Any regrets, things left unspoken?" There was a pause. Mark's head tilted down a little. His voice quivered. "I woulda told him that he was the greatest son in the world... And... I'm truly sorry for what I did to him... I'm so sorry for not being there for him... And... Just not being the kinda father I coulda' been..." Jason didn't speak. He clenched his fists at the table and quickly relaxed them again. "Sometimes kid... Sometimes I wish I could just die. Sometimes I wish I could just die and go see my boy again... I'm probably not going to that place though. I have some advice for you, kid. Never be like me... And never let anyone you love be like me. Okay?" "Okay... Um... Thank you for your time..." He held out his hand for the man to shake. The man took it and firmly shook it. Jason walked out and thanked the guard. He stepped out of the prison and realized what he had just done. He immediately ran back in and saw the man dead on the table, his spirit nowhere to be found. The guards quickly came to him and dragged him out while he kicked and screamed for him to be let back in. What did I just do?

They're they only band in this genre I really like so far.

I'm going there in July. Should I buy a weapon while I'm there?

Yeah but I don't have any CFW so I couldn't get the patch anyway.

I wanna partake in this magical occasion.

I don't really want it considering that I'd basically have to start all over again and I'd have to learn how to read some Japanese.

Emile Lapieal

Why am I the object of other's rage?​

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Emile ran through the forest. His feet were cut and blistered due to running from guards for at least a straight hour. His muscles felt like stone and his mind was going blank. He felt as if the world was against him. Which it was. He ran and ran and ran until he finally fell down. He realized he could not run any longer. He slowly closed his eyes and slowly fell to sleep.

He dreamed of when he was a child. He dreamed he was sitting by the fire place on his mother's lap as she read to him. She read the story of the dragon as he watched in awe at the way she read. Perfect. The dream suddenly shifted to the funeral of his mother. He wasn't crying. He held his head high. He looked onward instead of his mother's casket. He started to run and he jumped into the hole where she was to be buried. The hole was deeper than anticipated. He fell downwards and appeared to reach terminal velocity. Right before he hit the bottom he awoke to the sounds of soldiers. He quickly got up and started to run again. His muscles were burning. He kept running. Thats all he could do. Run. Run until it was all over. He saw a deep ditch up ahead and quickly jumped into it. He landed with a echoing thump but the soldiers didn't seem to take notice. He lay there. On that day, a single tear escaped his eye.

What's a Kamen Rider? :/8D:

Stardust, why did you have to make 7 so hard!? :c

It was a good story. But the funny part was I was listening to metalcore while reading it. (DELUHI <3)

That was brilliant. Especially since I had a webcam.

Black Dog - Led Zeppelin

Sora Namidairo - LM.C

It's a Beiber cut. So cut it if you want to become a true man.