Two... More... Days....Seriously, I hate the stretch of school between winter and spring break. My brains feel all tired.
And I can hook up a scanner (I think) so I might actually be getting up real art soon.
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More than One Kind of PainHe waits, just as he always does, by the fence enclosing the playground at the school. Black rimmed eyes scan the area, noting the absence of people in his area. They think that if they stay away, if they keep their distance, they will be safe from him.More than One Kind of Pain
Fools. His reach is greater than they know.
He doesn’t want to kill them, and he doesn’t understand the rumors that he hears about him. They say he killed his mother, that he’s a monster. All he knows is that the sand comforts him, moves where he wants, and refuses to allow him to be hurt.
He wishes he knew what it felt like to be hurt. &nb
by ~iflip4dolphins
Akatsuki Christmas“It’s Christmas!”Akatsuki Christmas
“Shut the hell up, Tobi! I can’t do my ritual!”
“Little moron disrupted my counting. I am going to dismember him.”
“Can we eat him? No, Tobi is a good boy. But he’s so irritating. Give him some slack, it is Christmas.”
“Christmas? That means presents! Hope I get more clay, un.”
“Eating that stuff can’t be healthy.”
“Yeah, well, you don’t eat at all, so…”
“Why do we do Christmas again?”
“Relax, Pain.” &nb
by ~iflip4dolphins
Thoughts of a PyromaniacThoughts of a PyromaniacThoughts of a Pyromaniac
Fire, fire, burning bright, In the darkness of the night, Or in the brightness of the day, I could care less either way.
Fire, fire, burning high, Flames painting red the sky, Clouds tinted an orange hue, Magic fire, dancing on cue.
Fire, fire, burning strong, Burning buildings to the ground, Flames dancing across the sea Fire, fire, come to me.
Fire, Fire, burning still, Water comes, but you fill The skies with fire, glowing light, Coal beds to sleep on late at night.
Fire, fire, bu
by ~iflip4dolphins
Tobi vs. MadaraThe Akatsuki. Evil. Devils in flesh. Most people believed Pain to be the leader. This, however, was not the case. In reality, the leader was none other than Madara Uchiha, mass murderer, collector of the Bijuu, and all around bad guy. He was fearsome, his power great. He made his foes tremble with his mighty powers.Tobi vs. Madara
And at the moment he was currently arguing with himself.
"Tobi a good boy!" he insisted, pouting.
"I am pure evil," he insisted seconds later, folding his arms across his chest.
"No, Tobi is a good boy," the man clapped his hands together and bounced up and down on his toes. With
by ~iflip4dolphins
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Instant Messenger Part 1Instant MessengerInstant Messenger Part 1
Disclaimer: Own NOTHING… wish I did
Summary: Marilyn Manson and the band like to stay in touch by using instant messenger.
Author’s notes: Hope you find it funny and not too confusing. And any typos are on purpose because its instant messenger and we are human after all lol XD ~~~
(God_of_Fuck has signed on) (StarWars-Rulez has signed on)
God_of_Fuck: you really need to change your chat name StarWars-Rulez: LOL you wish! HMP! God_of_Fuck: … nerd StarWars-Rulez: O.o! :(
(GuitarGod has signed o
by =Marilyn-Love
Club Rules And RegsThe Writer's Meow Rules & RegulationsClub Rules And Regs
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