Hey guys, don't catch the flu. It sucks! - PSA from your friendly neighborhood Targaryen
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Our father's were evil men, all of us. They left the world worse than they found it. We're not going to do that, we're going to leave the world better than we found it - Daenerys Targaryen
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Time and space - time to be alone, space to move about - these may well become the great scarcities of tomorrow. - Edwin Way Teale
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Ever make a mistake so bad, that it hurts every time you just think of it? Ever wish you could go back in time and fix everything so you didn't hurt the one who matters most? Yeah, me too.
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Hail Hydra!
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Do not go gentle into that good night By: Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And now I'm trying to piss the boy off to make him join the group. My plans are flawless.
On a side note, I'm going to find an excuse to make Jason shadow travel and then end up coming out the other side and falling off a small building or something embarrassing
Jason unsheated his sword. "Do not raise a blade at another unless you intend to use it. Fortunatly for you both, I'm not the bad guy." Jason said before sheating his sword again, he once again disappeared into the shadows before reappearing right next to the boy. "I sense the darkness in you, you say they took you and you don't want to be taken back, then you probably were posioned with it. You and I are alot alike. My father posioned me with every strain to test it before curing me. Then I escaped. But you don't see me bitching out. Now man up if you ever want a prayer of getting rid of your curse. If you feel like you have enough spine to do that, then follow me and join my group who seek to end this." The boy says before turning and walking back towards the center of the town. Of course, his goal with that little speech had been to piss the boy off, hopefully to get him to push his fears aside in anger. Then try to prove he was worth something. Hopefully that would mea following Jason, then the boy could probably convince Ferress or Ansen to take a look and see what they could do about the darkness on him. Jason looked at the other being present. "Another fighter cannot hurt us. If you feel like fighting darkness and possibly dying, follow me."
As they went up towards the pile of objects, a low rumbling was heard in the distance, soon the large rectangular object that was the sentinel carrier was seen looming towards them. Slowly the doors opened anf large amounts of sentinels began dropping. Gaara spun towards Azure. "Get away! They'll kill you!" He said and spun back towards the threat. The next thing he knew, he was flyin through the air and slammed into a rock. His sand shield had been too slow.
"We just kept moving bub. And yes, the past was a better place. We weren't being hunted ti extinction like we are today." He says as they keep moving. Gaara points out a hill to thier right. "That one has a large amount of materials in it." He says
Gaara rolled his eyes at the girl, she stood by her word, he would give her that. Eith that being said they set out with the man who was introduced as Logan. Gaara looked at him. "How did all of you sruvive this time? Did you ever know what the world was like without the war?" He askes, curious
deadpixel101 said
As long as he doesn't die. Also Jason randomly entering spotlight, complicating situation further. I'm sure poor Sterk will take it well, seriously, kid is already sobbing XD
I literally did that because he hates demons and wanted to freak him out xD
When Gaara saw the girl start to pout he knew that he had lost this arguement. "Look, come with me if you want. I was just a little over worried about you." He says softly.
Jason simply nodded and walked into a nearby shadow, shadow travelling into a town where he spotted the boy uneasily shaking a knife at some other being. Jason approached slowly, unsure of the situation. His dark energy armor appeared around him, save for the helmet. The armor was always a dead giveaway of a demon, because any others would be killed by the dark energy the armor is made out of if they tried to wear it. Jason knew that he would be identified as a demon, but figured the need for protection was important as well.
[center][b][u]Do not go gentle into that good night
By: Dylan Thomas[/u][/b]
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.[/center]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><span class="bb-b"><span class="bb-u">Do not go gentle into that good night<br>By: Dylan Thomas</span></span><br><br>Do not go gentle into that good night,<br>Old age should burn and rave at close of day;<br>Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<br><br>Though wise men at their end know dark is right,<br>Because their words had forked no lightning they<br>Do not go gentle into that good night.<br><br>Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright<br>Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,<br>Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<br><br>Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,<br>And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,<br>Do not go gentle into that good night.<br><br>Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight<br>Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,<br>Rage, rage against the dying of the light.<br><br>And you, my father, there on the sad height,<br>Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.<br>Do not go gentle into that good night.<br>Rage, rage against the dying of the light.</div></div>