JessieTargaryen
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Celestial Queen-in-Waiting
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7 yrs ago
Hey guys, don't catch the flu. It sucks! - PSA from your friendly neighborhood Targaryen
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9 yrs ago
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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9 yrs ago
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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9 yrs ago
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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9 yrs ago
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.
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.
Most Recent Posts
Jason moved to stand guard near where Arya was. He felt that the princess would needed some protecting if that man was here. Anders scented eager to kill anybody involved with the demon. Jason didn't trust that man father than he could throw him. With his arms, not with telekinesis. Jason waited patiently for the meeting to start.
I will have a post up after work
deadpixel101 said
Time for more random comic book facts. The punisher was once chopped into tiny pieces by Wolverine, then thrown into a dumpster. Later a vampire came along and decided to stitch the pieces together to make a new Frankenstein.
Well
We need nyte to post :/
Jason looked around the circle, he saw Arya jump as her friend poked her. He grinned slightly at that. It was pretty funny to him. The boy walled over to the foods and looked it over. Then got a pretty large piece of deer meat and devoured that. He hadn't eaten in a day or two. He was starving. He enjoyed meat, another side from his demonic past. That and he had a few pointed teeth that came with being a demon. Helped eat meat.
"I'm not terribly strong in the force for anything outside of blowing doors open or knocking droids back. That's why I got my HUD. So I don't have to rely on the force to guide me. I'm good with a saber, and I operate like a commando. I was part of an op that went bad and my master at the time was killed. Spartan squad took me in and trained me on how to be a commando. So I could still handle myself in fight. Other than that, I can get pretty stubborn, so if you need to just pull me back from something stupid I'm about to do. Do it." He says to Kappa squad as they fly in. "Also, I bet my verpine can smash more clunkers than your DC's can while in sniper mode." The boy adds to his statement with a small grin. Then the padawan waits for isaac to speak next.
Hillan said
He's a padawan, Running is what he's supposed to do best. :P
He would rather fight.
Post now people. Adventure awaits and so does violence which is fun
Hillan said
Sorry it took so long, post's live now.
Jason might be slightly offended about the run back to the temple comment xD
Jason watched Willow as he left. Already missing the girl. He rode back to dauntless and went about his evening routine. Then, went to bed. At midnight, the boy got up and snuck out. Being careful to avoid the... Erudite? What the hell? I'll find out tomorrow. He thought to himself. Then got onto the train and rode to amity. He then snuck into the building and found Willow sound asleep. He sat on her bed and kissed her lips. Shaking her lightly. "Hey. Willow. It's Jason. Wake up sweetheart." He whispers
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