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.
Gaara buckled in directly next to Azure. Always protectuve over the girl, seeing as for the longest time all that they had was each other. He gripped her hand tightly as the ship blew a hole in the back of the cave and flew out into the open. Taking to the night sky at amazing speeds.
Gaara pulled her into the cave, leading her to the ship where the others were waiting. Gaara kissed her cheek as they ran. "Stay close" he told her softly and led her aboard.
Slypheed said
I'm working on getting posts out for all my RPs, calm down o 3oAlso Dead, I'm going to PM you after I do mah IC post o 3o(Cause I has idea)
Slyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, is Vanessa gonna come along and be goofy self around Jason? XD
Gaara rolled his eyes at Azure. "Come on." He says and grabs her wrist, pulling her back towards the door where Wolverine stood looking for them in order to ensure they got inside as well. Shots from enemies echoed
Jason sat in his roiiom as he heard the words from the lady. He looked up at the man in front of him, watching him to ensure he didn't move. "And you're all offically dead." Jason growled before jumping up and hitting the man, knocking his knife into the air. Which flipped then came down towards Jason, using his enchnaced reflexes and speed the boy turned and had it cut the restraints on his cuffs. Then he grabbed it and spun again, slamming his knife into the throat of the man and killing him. Before walking to the door. "Care to let me out?" He asked calmly.
(If anybody has played FEAR 3, you'll get where I borrowed the killing the guard sequence from)
A wall of sand exploded around them as rocks cane flying at them. The sand catching all the projectiles. "Azure, what are you doing here! Run!" Gaara said to her as he got to his feet quickly
[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>