@MiddleEarthRoze Basically should we ban people from wishing for others not to abort babies?
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Male, 33 years old. (I'm even more dead than before.)
Likes (other than writing and roleplaying): I'm into all genres of music. I love to cook. I love the outdoors, and walking through the park near my house. (Yes, really.) I read a lot of thriller/mystery novels. And I usually watch seasonal anime. (Or cooking shows. Because Western Media provides even fewer things that are worth watching.)
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Removing something from the chest, after he assisted her off the cart. Throwing on a hefty coat over her shoulders, smelling strange, though distinctive from the stench of blood already coming from Bastian. “That should keep you warmer...”
He left the stables, expecting to be followed and headed inside the town, the entire place was disturbingly quiet and dark, the streets abandoned, almost every blind and shutter closed. Feeling a chill down his spine, taking her hand and hurrying her along, walking at a quicker pace. “We must hurry, something’s wrong.”
Running through the empty marketplace, smelling blood that wasn’t being cleansed by the rain pelting their coats. Bastian knew it was coming from the direction they were headed. Rushing up to the tent that was located beside the beastkind’s market stall, using it as shelter. The outside and entrance was slashed and torn. Heading inside and finding the beastkind pinned on the ground, moaning and clutching the polearm plunged through his chest. Bastian kneeled down and looked dumbstruck on how to react, watching the beastkind looking in his direction.
“You’re closer to your children than you think Bastian...they know you’re looking for them…” The beastkind strained to speak coughing.
“D-don’t worry. We need to get you a Physicker…” Bastian stuttered out, trying to gather material from around the tent to wrap the wounds, only noticing all his other cuts and slashes.
“Don’t be stupid...I can feel my stomach burning. If I don’t die from bleeding out-the poison will finish the job. Dammit, I never thought I’d die from keeping my mouth shut.” He clenched his teeth and clenched Bastian's arm.
He left the stables, expecting to be followed and headed inside the town, the entire place was disturbingly quiet and dark, the streets abandoned, almost every blind and shutter closed. Feeling a chill down his spine, taking her hand and hurrying her along, walking at a quicker pace. “We must hurry, something’s wrong.”
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Running through the empty marketplace, smelling blood that wasn’t being cleansed by the rain pelting their coats. Bastian knew it was coming from the direction they were headed. Rushing up to the tent that was located beside the beastkind’s market stall, using it as shelter. The outside and entrance was slashed and torn. Heading inside and finding the beastkind pinned on the ground, moaning and clutching the polearm plunged through his chest. Bastian kneeled down and looked dumbstruck on how to react, watching the beastkind looking in his direction.
“You’re closer to your children than you think Bastian...they know you’re looking for them…” The beastkind strained to speak coughing.
“D-don’t worry. We need to get you a Physicker…” Bastian stuttered out, trying to gather material from around the tent to wrap the wounds, only noticing all his other cuts and slashes.
“Don’t be stupid...I can feel my stomach burning. If I don’t die from bleeding out-the poison will finish the job. Dammit, I never thought I’d die from keeping my mouth shut.” He clenched his teeth and clenched Bastian's arm.
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This is a false equivocation, derived by the left to perpetuate a stereotype that black people are now apart of the world stage. Black people are a social construct, created by Hillary Clinton back in 1929 to forcibly remove her political left wing opponent Adolf Hitler in a bid to rule the world. Just look here at realnews.com . She can't be white either, based upon her wardrobe, for I do not see jeans or a hoodie.
Lootboxes in a nutshell.
@Heat Okay that's just not fair. That's basically my favorite Sabaton song, the synth/drumming in this song just makes song like audio crack. This would of given you a 9/10 or 10/10 on the spot. But the live video and the audience made it a lesser song for me. 8.95/10 (I'm sorry, it had to be done.)
One of the best lyricists. Musics always pretty good too. If you can listen to spoken word/hardcore punk-like vocals. These albums are masterpieces.
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One of the best lyricists. Musics always pretty good too. If you can listen to spoken word/hardcore punk-like vocals. These albums are masterpieces.
azlyrics.com/lyrics/mewithoutyou/janu…
@Dynamo Frokane Jokes on that very vague pack. I hate wearing jeans. Though I'd be hard pressed to say I'm regular...
Though why does basic and regular need to be part of the sentence? When one of those words will do? See, this is the kind of shoddy journalism that I find offensive on many intellectual levels.
@POOHEAD189 I've seen plenty of examples of woman not dating a guy for being too short. I've never seen guys not date someone because their a little taller than average. Maybe if the girl was taller than the guy, he'd feel inadequate if he was a egotistical prick with no balls. But same height, or the guy's just only slightly taller. I don't buy it. (Granted, I'm sure they exist somewhere.) But most guys aren't particularly picky...especially if it's just hooking up or dating. I mean there's a (beyond untrue) stereotype that girls need/are expected to wear high heels, and that makes them several inches taller...if men were so terrified of taller women, that probably wouldn't be part of the patriarchy's standards. I jest, but looks usually matter a lot less to guys, even particularly attractive ones.
Though why does basic and regular need to be part of the sentence? When one of those words will do? See, this is the kind of shoddy journalism that I find offensive on many intellectual levels.
@POOHEAD189 I've seen plenty of examples of woman not dating a guy for being too short. I've never seen guys not date someone because their a little taller than average. Maybe if the girl was taller than the guy, he'd feel inadequate if he was a egotistical prick with no balls. But same height, or the guy's just only slightly taller. I don't buy it. (Granted, I'm sure they exist somewhere.) But most guys aren't particularly picky...especially if it's just hooking up or dating. I mean there's a (beyond untrue) stereotype that girls need/are expected to wear high heels, and that makes them several inches taller...if men were so terrified of taller women, that probably wouldn't be part of the patriarchy's standards. I jest, but looks usually matter a lot less to guys, even particularly attractive ones.
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Uh, wut.
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You think I'm fucking kidding? Well I mean I was...but...
>the curse is sarcastic bluntness and not real aggression. Just saying to avoid that future conversation.
@KatherinWinter Sorry. Didn't have much to add at the moment. xP The next one will be longer and more substantive. Hope you had a happy thanksgiving weekend.
Bastian traveled faster than before. Being pursued by the storm clouds behind, the wind picking up speed. His mind had blurred into retaining a narrowed focus on the path ahead over the hills, the kingdom in sight. Compartmentalizing the flowing thoughts coming from his head about his wife and children, before the rain started flowing through the skies, both cold and unending. Bastian arrived back inside the stables shelter, before getting his fur too wet, getting off and heading toward the back of the cart.
"Please come with me, I don't want you out of my sight." Bastian said letting out some heavy breaths, quickly grabbing the sack from the crate, holding it tightly in his claw. The stables were nearly emptied compared to when they first arrived, lamp torches were lit to keep the place illuminated, the horse drinking from a trough. Bastian reached his paw out for her to take.
"Please come with me, I don't want you out of my sight." Bastian said letting out some heavy breaths, quickly grabbing the sack from the crate, holding it tightly in his claw. The stables were nearly emptied compared to when they first arrived, lamp torches were lit to keep the place illuminated, the horse drinking from a trough. Bastian reached his paw out for her to take.
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