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LoveHe watched her wanting to be out there with her,
Wanting to look up at the night sky and feel the cold air
Wanting to hold her in his arms and tell her that he loved her
He wanted to feel the soft touch of her lips on his
He wished he could be with her for ever moment of every day
He wished that she would be his girl forever
It hurt him to hear her call his name in pain
He knew what she was talking about.
It hurt him to see her alone without him.
It hurt to see her hurt.
She begged for Josphhe to feel better
He is the only reason she keeps pushing on
She loved him more than anything
Her eyes were soft as she looked at the stars
She is the only reason he keep going too,
She is his life,
She is his Rose.
And may he be well in my absence at the moment
She felt evil for leaving him alone but
She needed a breath of air
He feels trapped from within himself and
Just wanting to break out and be free from it all
Be free to hold and love her
Dungeon As I crouched in the brushes little pains shoot up into my knees but I had to ignore it and keep going. I watched as two guards escorted my father and my uncle Corky to the dungeon. I hated to sit and watch. I hated the feeling of helplessness that overcame me every time I had to sit back and wait. The guards had locked the door to the dungeon. I could see my father trying to talk to them but they either wouldn't believe him or wouldn't listen. Then the guard stood outside the dungeon door. Well that just make my job a little harder I thought to myself.
My name is Ruby by the way, Ruby Hunter! Currently in the time 1654 in the kingdom of uh .well now that I think of it I didn't know. I need to stop tuning my father out. If was getting darker now and I could hear the creep of the crickets and could smell the scent of rain. God I thought to myself, this well help us.
Zahlen's profilecharacter profile blank sheet
CHARACTER PROFILE FOR: Zahlen
Character's full name: Zahlen Kata Ghost
Nickname: Ghost, Zahlena(that's what her boyfriend calls her)
Birth date: November 2, 1955
Race: She is a ghost
Chinese zodiac symbol: Tiger
Blood type: B negative
Body type: Small
Chest: A little bit bigger than normal for her size
Height: 5' 8"
Face shape: Heart Shaped
Hair color: Silver with gold highlights
Hair style: Long and Messy
Hair texture/thickness: Very thick
Skin tone: Very Very White
Eye color: Black with sliver stars
Eyelashes: Long and Full
Ruby Hunter's Profilecharacter profile blank sheet
CHARACTER PROFILE FOR: Ruby Hunter
Character's full name: Ruby Time Hunter
Nickname and reason: None at the moment
Birth date: January 17, 1951
Chinese zodiac symbol: Snake
Blood type: O Positive
Body type: Medium
Chest: Nice fit for her size
Hips: Nice fit for her size
Height: 5' 9"
Face shape: Round a tiny bit on the long side
Hair color: Strawberry Blonde
Hair style: Different
Hair texture/thickness: Thick and full but soft
Skin tone: Slightly tanned
Skin color: White
Eye color: Green Blue
Type of eye: Mysterious
Drifter He looked at me through the darkness of the streets. He was tall with black hair and even blacker eyes. Through gritted teeth he asked
me in a hard, non-forgiving voice "Why do you hate me?"
I didn't want to answer him but the words slipped out of my mouth " I don't hate you I hate this place."
"Why?" his smug voice said again. I breathed deeply. I could see the small flame that came when he struck the match against the brick
building to light his cigarette. He watched me squirm as I debated weather or not to continue the conversation.
"It's not my town," I told him trying to keep the emotions I felt out of my voice.
"A town is a town" he stopped and looked deep into my face to see if he should continue. I told him nothing. "It has building,
signs, bars, and streetlights."
Southern modernizationBlack comedy market economy, banana peel political humour, cards with the cartels, the solution free room service and credit the union. Bolivar twist, ding dong dollar under control, valley of the coin desert with no value. Gangsta paradise, the victims are the people. Big mac and cold conflict interference a part of it all. In little Mexico you’d need a high horse to jump the great border wall that boasts its peak.
Viracocha melts waters unlike those it rose from, making waves of out of metal oceans to overtake the current south, re-steel, re-take, tech-mechs the entire south into neo-Machu Picchu, cyberpunk music moulding, reshaping old society into an new age, iron dynasty, fresh coat for an old, ancient look. The coattails of Quetzalcoatl if he were a modern man pull together the merge of future and long passed past..techno temples and the like.
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