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Alex Tyler

08/19/2017 06:44 PM 

The Cinema

It had been close to a day since Alex had revealed to his father that Clara had his TARDIS key; but his lie had worked for the most part. He hadn't heard a word from him since he'd pinned him to the floor and subsequently broken his nose, which had healed for the most part (thank god that Time Lords had the ability to heal fast), although it was still a bit sore. Alex guessed his dad had been running around trying to figure out how Clara could be watching him ... and it made him giggle, since he was getting worked up over nothing. He still had the earpiece and he didn't intend to give it up any time soon. All he could do was wait; the Doctor had mentioned another adventure ... what and where, he had no idea.

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āɴᴏɢᴀʀ

08/19/2017 05:28 PM 

|[ Drabble; Viserion

ViserionThe bond between dragon and dragonrider is ill-understood but strong, stronger even than that between twins who shared a womb. Perhaps it is the strongest bond in nature. to lose one’s dragon... The sundering must be as terrible and all-consuming as though one lost one half of oneself.

Nothing remains untouched by it.
"The cream and gold I call Viserion."
Of the three dragons hatched to Daenerys Targaryen, the three brothers had been distinctly different from one another. Drogon, the large black, had always been the biggest and the strongest and bonded more tightly to Daenerys than his two brothers. He was fierce and a bit of a bully when push came to shove, but loyal to Daenerys and his kin. Rhaegal was the next in size with flashing emerald scales. He was agile and something of a show off, the fastest of the three when it came to flying and the most keen of sight. And then there had been Viserion. The smallest of the brothers, Viserion (a beautiful shade of gold with cream highlights in his scales) had always been everything that his name sake, Daenerys’ older brother Viserys, had not been. He was gentle, if you could ever imagine a dragon being so, with a natural skittishness toward humans aside from his mother. He was also wise in a way that could be unnerving. Daenerys had long thought that if any of her children would ever develop speech or an ability to communicate with her beyond their croons and purrs that were only for her, it would be Viserion.

They were her children, each and every one of them, and adored for who and what they were; miracles, a connection to the past where dragons roamed the earth and magic flowed through the world and her ancestors set on the Iron Throne.

It was said that there was no bond more complete than the one shared between a dragon and its rider, and while Daenerys had never had reason to mount Rhaegal or Viserion, she had no reason to doubt that they would be any less capable or fearsome of a mount. Her bond with all three went to her very core and the shattering moment in which she had heard Viserion’s scream of anguish when he had been struck with the Night King’s lance was no less poignant. She had watched with horror, heart breaking as her child plummeted from the skies, both helpless to go to one another, to provide any sort of comfort, and as the golden-scaled dragon crashed into the lake’s iced-over surface with an explosion of ice and blood, it was all Daenerys could do to keep from leaping from Drogon’s back and rushing to Viserion’s side.

The world slid out of focus, a bitter, metallic taste surfacing in the back of her throat (she had bit down on her tongue to keep from screaming) and she felt violently ill, rooted to the place and staring in the direction of where her child, her baby had fallen. She heard further screaming and for a moment  convinced herself that Viserion had survived the lance, had survived his fall, but it only took moments to realize that the sound belonged to Drogon beneath her and Rhaegal who had banked his flight high above and was circling back around his brother, the raging fight with the undead around them temporarily forgotten as in that terrible moment, a family of four suddenly sundered from one of their limbs grieved as one.

She might have remained there until she joined her child, transfixed and horrified with tears freezing to her cheeks and eyelashes in the harsh cold, had it not been for Ser Jorah who seemed to understand what was happening far before Daenerys had the time to gather any sort of sense about her. He jostled her gently, his hoarse voice murmuring near her ear, imploring.

“Khalessi, there is nothing we can do.”

Dany took in a tremendous, shaking breath but was still unable to tear her eyes away from where Viserion’s body was now beginning to slide backward, slowly disappearing beneath the dark water of the frozen lake.

My Queen,” Jorah’s voice implored again, a tinge of desperation in his tone now.

Shaking her head with a weak sluggishness, Daenerys allowed her attention to flounder back toward the cacophony that was going on around her. Drogon had rallied and was releasing a newfound fury on the undead swarming around them and, taking his lead from his brother, Rhaegal above had turned in the sky and burned an entire line of wights on their flank in his rage.

They were right. The time for grieving would come. Now, her surviving children were in danger.

--

They had barely escaped. The Night King had taken aim at Drogon shortly after and they had been forced to flee, to regather their wits and deal with the profound loss of Viserion. For now, they were on a boat headed back to Dragonstone, carrying a nearly-frozen Jon Snow the long way with the intention of gathering the mined dragonglass before taking it to White Harbor where it could be taken by wagon the remaining distance to Winterfell to be crafted into weapons before the fight with the Night King could renew in force.

She would avenge her child, when the time came, but even now, standing on the frigid deck of the ship as it cut through the wintery waters south from Eastwatch by the Sea, Daenerys had not yet learned to live with the gaping hole in her chest that came with the loss of a child.

It helped to see Drogon and Rhaegal flying over head, but even they were not untouched by the tragedy. There was no joviality, no games of racing through the skies or fishing to pass the time in the voyage. They both simply flew together, closer than they might have been normally, silently keeping vigil over their mother’s ship. Not for the first time, she wished they were small enough to land on the ship so that she could talk to them, touch them, console them, and it was a sadness worsened by the knowledge that they would have little time to be with one another and grieve when they reached Dragonstone.

But so the Dragon Queen remained, standing on the deck as the ship crawled its way south, watching her remaining two children with the same feverish intensity in which they kept on their mother. This family would break no further.
"Viserys was cruel and weak and frightened.
His dragon will do what he could not."
And when the ice dragon opened its great mouth, and exhaled, it was not fire that came streaming out, the burning sulfurous stink of lesser dragons. The ice dragon breathed cold. Ice formed when it breathed. Warmth fled. Fires guttered and went out, shriven by the chill. Trees froze through to their slow secret souls, and their limbs turned brittle and cracked from their own weight. Animals turned blue and whimpered and died, their eyes bulging and their skin covered over with frost.

The ice dragon breathed death into the world; death and quiet and cold.
© OF THE GODS.

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Cecily.

08/19/2017 04:01 PM 

8/19 Narrative

These walls, they don't look the same as they once did as a child. The light that was broad casted in through the stained glass windows, were shattered. The floors, crippled with debris of what once was my once escape. The one place that has been my sanctuary, fallen into ruins. All of the memories, shattered along with them. How many times did I repent my sins within these walls, just to have them shoved down my throat at home. No, this is was my home, but why does it feel like a chamber now?

A decade later, here I walk these halls. No sun shining down inside, no music that brought my soul to the slightest amount of joy, just silence responded to my own thoughts. For once, it was as if all of my doubt over those years actually had a face to it all. This is not a place of sanctuary, this is a place of lies, a place of hell. 

"If Lot was righteous, I think I rather not be."

Every scripture memorized, ever verse at the edge of my tongue in order to say word for word, why do I do all of them sound like a filthy lie. Though shall not murder, though shall not commit adultery, thow shall not fall victim lust. These walls are caving in on me now, where did I go wrong? Its not as if the morals of the commandments were in any wrong, they were a moral compass, and i understand that now. Yet, I have broke every single one of them. 

Kneeling down to this cross was cluttered with dust, the flours and even the chairs themselves covered with not only her sins but everybody eases that has every sat down against them and let the temple fall. If there was a God, where was he now? They say he comes to when you have fallen on your darkest times, but I have never sank lower. Knees against the carpet, eyes closed and chin tilted down out of habit, I beg to you for some kind of closer to my own sins. 

But while my fingers search along the ground, all I feel is the shattered glass of all of the shattered dreams, the dark lies hidden in the words I was raised into following for so long. But this glass shard, my digits find it so clearly through all of the trash. Is it the devil or is it Christ himself who is itching to bring it towards my flesh. No more pain, no more suffering. Something to contemplate in these heavy nights. But for now, I pull my legs up to my chest, lead against these abandoned pews and debate the pros and cons. 

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Rebecca

08/19/2017 02:37 PM 

Meeting Maya.
Current mood:  excited

I walk in the class room and see this young girl looking at me. I walk and sit right by her. I look and say. hi I am Riley Matthews my father is the teacher here. She turns and says .nice to meet you I'm Maya Hart. Cool I love it. I look at her for a minute and think. wow she is really nice. I see my father walk in and I sit at attention and just smile. He sets his stuff on the desk. Hello I'm Cory Matthews but you can call me Mr Matthews.  He looks the class. Miss Hart? She looks at him. Yes sir? She turns her attention to him. How is your history paper coming along? She looks at him and then mumbles something. What was that? Nothing ok I haven't done it yet. I see well it's due tomorrow so get on it ok? Yes sir. Now in life we will have trouble but I know someone you will need. A friend. he looks at Riley. She smiles at him and takes out her books.: at Matthews home. Topanga is a lawyer so she is with her son August. Riley and Maya walk in. Hi mom this is Maya Hart I met her in school today. Oh hello there Maya I am Topanga Riles mom. So how did you too meet?  Well dad introduced me to the class again. Oh I know we're new but you'll make a lot of friends here ok? Ok can we go up stairs to study? Sure thing girls. They run upstairs and into Riley room. Josh walks in her room. Hey Riley your dad said I could come..he looks at Maya and just looks at her. Hi I'm Josh I'm Riley's uncle. nice to meet you. So what are you two working on? We are doing our history lesson for tomorrow. Oh ok well don't let me stop you .he starts to walk out and then turns around. Nice to meet you Maya. You too Josh. He closes the door. So why was he here?  I invited him he just moved from Philadelphia so I said why not come to our house for a day to get used to the city life ?. Ok cool. They go back to working on there school paper. Maya gets up and sits on the bay window and thinks of something. Riley sits by her. what is up? Nothing i was just thinking of our school paper. Riley hears her father saying dinner is done. Ok we'll be ready down. She yells. Come on Maya. she takes her friend by the arm. They walk down the stairs and sit at the table. So Maya. Riley tells me your helping her with her with history paper? Yes I am Mrs Matthews. Oh that's great thanks so much honey.


What happens next?  I'll be back with more girl meets world!:)

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Astrid Hofferson

08/19/2017 02:05 PM 

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People I've Met, Connections

Cecily.

08/18/2017 11:43 PM 

OWES

I OWE

STARTERS 
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YOU OWE ME

STARTERS
-Santiago (8/07)
- Exodos (8/10)
- Maddox (8/12) 

REPLIES 
-Declan (8/11)
-Ayden(8/12)
- Kinsey (8/16) 
- Andy (8/18) 
- Elsie (8/18) 
- Ginny (8/19)

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Ashley Grace

08/18/2017 09:44 PM 

Read please


1.my character ashley grace bio can fit into any verse. i am an open minded writer that can create stories for any verse. i write from semi para to novella. i don't do one liners that is a waste of my time and takes the story no where.

2. writing partners/relationships: we can discuss this topic if you feel there a connection between the characters or part of a story line. i am not rushing into it, we need to write it out first and see where it goes. once my character is with someone they are faithful and please don't cheat on her. i dealt with the cheating before when i rped on fb. if at some point you feel it not working out that fine just let me know and we can end it. 

3. i have a real life so i am not around that much during the week days. so please be patient and i'll get to your replies. i mostly try be here more on my three days off. 

4. don't add me if you are into kinky writing only. you will be blocked. i'm not here for that crap. i'm here to write with serious writers and create interesting and amazing stories.

5 don't add me if your not going write with me. i am not a friend collector. i will unfriend you at some point. 

that is all for now, add or message me. i am a friendly person talk to.

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Gator Members

08/18/2017 09:57 PM 

Point System

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Each month, houses will be competing against other houses for points. Points will be given out when the admin team notices a member doing something positive and/or something that benefits the group. If you see a member doing something wonderful and positive and think they deserve points, simply message the members page and let us know why!  Details about points that can be earned will be in the boxes below. Just remember at the end of each month the house with the most points will be featured on our page as the house of the month and get a prize. Also, the member that gets the most points over all will also be featured as the member of the month and get a prize. So keep that in mind as you earn your points.

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Lily

08/18/2017 09:23 PM 

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Trey

08/18/2017 08:10 PM 

Trey's Bio

The Man with the happy smile drinking a beer and hanging some fun is hiding a secret. He's the Death God. What is a Death God you may ask and wonder. A Death God is someone who the power to revive and kill whomever he or she chooses. His father, The King of Hell has a lot of brothers and sisters and as well children. His father notice, that he was special after he was caught killing a demon with just his eyes and anger within him. "He will make a find God Don't you think?" His father asked the rest of the demons. They all agreed. As a teen, The other demons began to fear for their own safety. He was very rebellious and killed demons left and right. His father notice that the special child he ignore as a little boy is now one of the most feared entity in both Hell and Earth. "You can't keep killing my demons" said the father with anger in his voice. "You ignore me all my childhood until you saw what I can do. What makes you think I will listen to you" Trey growl. His father was angry and He decided to send him to earth to be with the human and was disown as his son. Trey felt betray and hurt that he wanted Revenge. 


Revenge, He thought. You Will pay the Final Price for disowning me. He smirk to himself and mutter to himself. "We will meet one day believe me"  Walking down the cold and rainy streets, He began to look around. He was shivering from the cold, He may be a demon but he can feel human emotions which is rare for any demons to feel the human emotions of hunger, thirst, desire, lust, greed, love, and more. He sighs and kept on walking down the road. He notice it was night and the road were empty expect for this one bar until he saw someone walking outside with his hand together in form of a prayer. "God or Any God. Are you listening? If you hear me please help me. I know it's not much but please tell me this child that my wife is carrying is mine and not another's man" The Man sighs as He was about to walk back inside he sees a glow, a white glow. "I heard your prayer and I'm here to help" Trey said as he step into the light. The Man was shock to see the man wearing a black and white suit. "W-W-W-Who are you?" He shutter. Trey gave him an evil smile and said, "Don't Worry, My Name is Trey and I am a Death God" The Man was shocked, He wanted to run but was stuck frozen in fear. "Fear Me Not Human, He said. My Rules are simple. I will grant you, your wish, However after the child turns into an adult I will come and take your soul. If you turn back on this deal, I will kill you before the kid is even born and the deal is off and both you and your wife will find out the truth" The Man took a deep breath and says, "Okay I'll take the deal" They seal the deal with a kiss. 

A Few Years down the road, Trey uses a spell to make him invisible to everyone but the person who makes a deal with him. The man sees Trey and he hurry the family inside the house for lunch. "What do you want?" asked the Man. "Are you happy with your wish?" asked Trey. The man turns and looks in from the window to see his wife and daughter happy and making sandwiches. "I am but that is not why your here is it?" asked the Man. Trey nodded and said, "I may have left a detail out. If your happy with your wish, I may have to take your soul. It's part of our own kind rules" The Man felt angry and said, "Oh No You Don't, You Don't Just Add Rules and expect me to just agree to it" Trey growled and said, "Watch what you say, I can kill you with a snap of a finger. If you turn your back on this deal you will find out the truth and when you do I will be there in person to watch your face in disgrace" The Man bite down on his teeth that he says, "Will They Be Hurt? What about the wi--" Trey Cut him off. "They will not be hurt, the wish will remain and they will never find out the truth" The Man sighs and says, "Before You take my soul tonight, Will you tell me the truth anyway?" Trey agreed and he stands by the man who is still looking out at the very window. "Your daughter belongs to another man. Your wife cheated on you while you were fighting in the army. The Video Tape that was sent to you was of her with another man creating the very child you see in front of you. I was there and manage to destroy it before you even had a chance to watch it" He said and turns to the man. "I will see you tonight and if you mention this to them and the deal is also off and I will kill you in front of their faces" He added. 

 What's done is done, After this, Trey's reputation as both a God and a demon made him the talk of the town. He smirk to himself to hear other talk about this famous god who grant wishes and will kill them if they turn their backs on him, depending on the death, he prefer to give it to them peaceful and painless if they follow his rules or painful and hell if they turn their backs on him. He soon befriended a fellow American Hunter as protection. The Two are often together if they have a case to work on, otherwise Trey stays back and guards the humans.  Trey's persona is chill back, silly, sassy, and of course he is bisexual which he rather keep hidden which is why he has no problem sealing the deal with a kiss to the lips on either gender. 

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