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Fight N' flight Chap. 3 In Mr. Johnson's office, a phone call was taking place...
"What do you mean there was an explosion?" Shouted Cave Johnson, furious.
"There was a scientist working on a fire-related experimentation when he had tripped on a rouge cord and the fire came into contact with the girl. The explosion was massive with the girl fueling it. All that remains is the girl, who is remarkably unharmed given the nature of her oil-producing properties."
"I don't care about what happened to your stupid lab! I just want to is that can she still make oil?" He had spent thousands of dollars developing his blood-to-oil project and almost went bankrupt on it.
"Yes sir, The Girl was seen playing with some left over oil when we arrived at the site."
"Good. Send her over immediately, and I hate referring to her as 'The Girl' or 'She' It sounds like something gross thing like 'The video' or 'That Thing.' Let's give her a name." Cave liked to name his subjects, its better then referring t
Rapture: A second chance The sound was now silent, the Splicer that had been following him for his ADAM had stop tracking him. He needed to get to a Gather's Garden to purchase some more Plasmids. The stations were positioned all over Rapture but some where either hidden or were under guard. Lucky for him, he didn't have to go far. He peeked around the corner, wielding his trusty .40 caliber machine gun in case any splicer got in his way. He quickly ran across the clearing, running as fast as his legs could carry him with the tremendous weight of the gun. He stopped suddenly when he heard something clatter to the ground and slipped, causing him to become unconscious. "This is it." He though to himself. "I am going to die because I slipped in a puddle." He then lost conscious, but soon he regained conscious momentarily when some loud footsteps were heard heading towards him.
"Look Daddy, I can see the light in this Angel!"
The voice was then followed by what must of been a argument by her respons
Fight N' flight Chap. 2Soon after the boy reverted to his human form, the scientist left and it was just Analie and the strange boy remaining in the room.
Analie decided to break the ice with the boy across from here and asked the boy a question.
"What just happened?"
No response. Just a giggle of creepy laughter.
"Can you be serious for one second?" Analie was now annoyed with the boy and decided not to take they boy with her when she escaped if he didn't become serious.
All traces of her past decision was now gone as she watched the boy turn into his animal form once again. She thought to herself that she had just said the same word as the scientist did on accident. She made a mental note to herself to remember that.
"Yes, I can. And what just happened was a result of top secret experiment."
Analie rolled her eyes at the response and asked him again.
"How top secret can it be? Just look at me! I was top secret until a few hours ago." Analie wasn't jealous or anything, but seriously! How t
Master Chief meet Karkat A large USNC frigate is currently flying through slipspace, heading to a refill station. Probes were flying around the ship repairing damage done by other object flying though slipspace. A camera probe then turns its lens to the bow of the ship, a name printed on the side. One of the letters had just been scratched by a sharp of metal, most likely from a old skirmish with the covenant. The name now read: USNC Pillar of Autumn The two that belonged to the end of the name had been long ago (Or so it seemed) obliterated by a plasma cannon shot from a covenant battle cruiser. The camera then zoomed on to a cabin window near the bow of the ship. The Camera probe then took note of the cabin being suddenly used, having not for 5 years. Then a figure entered the room, wearing dark green armor and ID'd the figure as Master Chief, one of the last remaining Spartans known to human race. The camera was to send a notice to the captain if anything was out of the ordinary when a large pi
A Week Of KissesA Week Of Kisses
The first day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your shoulder,
Well before I thought about your lips.
Because I don’t know what I am doing, firstly,
But more importantly,
It’s because I know things can spiral quickly,
If things start shifting
After we lay down the concrete.
So I kiss the foundation,
Before we reach the soil.
The second day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your elbow,
Because it holds together the touch
And the flex.
To exhibit it,
I must kiss the joint that bends
And combines us together.
The third day I told you I loved you,
I lay my lips to your temples,
As I learned about the temple of reform,
For the Youth in North America.
Kissing you there signifying I will protect you,
As well as your temple,
As we re-form, into something more.
The fourth day I told you I loved you,
I’d kiss you softly on your forehead.
Because that’s what holds your brillian
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