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Together - Love poetryOne thing I am sure;
As sure as blue is the color of my fur;
We will stay together;
Now, then and forever;
~gift for my love~
PT-Lutadora Amarela/ENG-Yellow Fighter. PoetryUma raposa fiel;
Uma raposa do lado bom;
Amarela, doce e bondosa;
Cujo o nome é renamon!
A trustworthy fox;
A fox that fights for good;
Yellow, sweet and kind;
Which's name is renamon!
I did this in 2 minutes, so bear with me here. xD
Sounds better in Portuguese though...
Life changes - Chapter IIChapter – II
“You want me to sleep with you?!”
Mike finally gets home
Mike: Hello? - Opening door
Brad: Hey man, where were you?
Mike: Just walking around, you know…
Brad: Wow dude, what’s up with those marks on your neck?
Mike gets hand on neck
Mike: Oh… I don’t know.
Brad: You might want to clean that with some rubbing alcohol.
Mike: Will do later, Where’s my room?
Brad: Yours is this one. – Starts walking towards room.
Mike: Okay… Well I got to go to the parking lot, I think I forgot my wallet there…
Brad: Alright, don’t know what you’ve been doing in the parking lot, but I’m going to bed!
Mike: Alright, where are all the others?
Brad: Sleeping, its 2am mike.
Mike: Oh right, Okay, so goodnight then.
Brad: Goodnight, and you don’t have to go all the way downstairs to access the parking lot, you can use our elevator, and it gets there directly.
Mike: Thanks! You’re a life saver!
Life changes - Chapter IChapter – I
Mike: Hello japan!
Rob: Holy shit this is cool…
John: I have that feeling, peeps… This is going to be a hell of a lot of fun.
Mike: I know! It’s so awesome…
Brad: This is so beast!
As their conversation ended, the manager took them down to the main airport hall. They were amazed by the awesome stuff japan had to offer.
They took a quick walk around the city, and the people crossing streets, looked like ants, they said. Never the less, this was going to be one hell of an adventure for Mike and his friends.
They visited various places, restaurants and nice tourism places to take photos.
Mike: Hey Rob?
Mike: Get me the camera will you?
Rob: I didn’t bring it with me.
Mike: What? How can you forget your camera when we are in such an awesome place like this?!
Rob: Sorry okay, at least I wasn’t the one who forgot his laptop for science class and got us a F.
Mike: I told you
Life changes - IntroductionIntroduction:
Mike Ferreira, was a 16 year old guy who had an interesting dream of dancing and being a DJ, he was just a small business guy, as no one knew about his talent, until he entered this competition, that gathered people on to groups and they were in for dance showdowns. Mike practiced really hard, to achieve the skill he needed to make part of such group, and as it turns out, his group won the national competition that held place in Porto – Portugal. DDR ’13.
Followed by that, their group won a trip to japan, and 150K $ each, as a reward of their success on stage.
They were in for an international DDR battle that was going to take place in japan.
Mike: This is so cool dude! I cannot believe how this is happening to me!
Mike’s brother: You’re so lucky! I kind of am jealous…
Mike: You know if I could, I would take you with me!
Mike’s brother: it’s okay, I hope you have fun there, and perhaps, meet some interesting new people!
Renacession - Part-II |Progress!Part – II
I made a 3D object, of an apple. It sounded good for a test run. The whole exporter would need a lot of juice. So the testing had to be quick because it would suck tremendous amount of watts from the main power source, leaving me with a big electricity bill.
So I connected the serial cable to my computer as the hope raised, and I was a little bit scared, it could end up in something really bad. As I enabled the main power switch, the exporter LED lighted up, and an annoying buzz was coming from it, most like those science fiction tesla coil sounds. It was so cool, but I needed to make it quick.
So I inputted the data on to the exporter main virtualization board and everything was working out great!
As the light turned green on the exporter, I hoped that it would work while I typed the Export command.
It flashed with a strong light, leaving me almost blind for a few minutes. And I shouted:
-Oh my god! - Closing my eyes while the flash made tears c
NestingIf you’ve ever had the pleasure of witnessing an excavator unearth a huge mound of dirt, how it all falls in where the earth is no more, then you know what it’s like to see a golden belly wake up in the morning. The dirt, trash and broken items that they normally pile up around them over time, like a bed of refuse and chaos, gets shifted around as the troll finally stands. It was upon watching this display that I realized Matilda had accumulated a large amount of shit in the corner of the room, how she managed to do it without me realizing it, I still don’t understand. I am a very fastidious person, I mean I get on my fiancée for leaving her bras sitting on chairs in the house sometimes.
The odd thing about it however was the way she was piling it, as if she were making a fortress of just crap and some of the most random items I’ve ever seen. One in particular caught my eye and I had to go over and pick it up to make sure it was really there.
DotW - RP: Tamarack Meets DeluButtGrapes
The rain that drummed along the roof of the main den echoed in Tamarack's larger then average ears. She had been cooped up in that dusty place for most of the day because Lyn had asked her to, and of course she listened, but the young female was dieing of boredom. She rolled over several times, groaning, trying to think of SOMETHING to do. Perhaps if she was lucky another wolf would waltz into the main den to escape the rain and she'd have someone to play with.
Thunder rolled in the distance, and the puddles that formed outside were calling to Tamarack, but she knew better then to go against Lyn's requests. She wanted to always be a good girl in her adoptive mother's eyes, and a good girl she would stay. If only she had some company this whole ordeal would be much more bearable.
Lyn had recently pulled Delu aside and asked him if he would like to help care for a pup that she had found. Of course, Delu was ecstatic about the idea! It hadn't bee
DotW RP: INFECTEDButtGrapes:
There was a break in the seemingly never ending rain that evening, though the earth was still a soggy mess of mush. The black and golden male made his way sulkily through camp, his broad muscles rippling underneath his thick, damp pelt. He had northern genes, therefor longer then average fur plus humidity did not equal fun times for the male. He felt as if he were carrying an extra twenty pounds, and it made him more irritable.
As of late, he had noticed a strong deterioration in the pack's system, and that was a straight up effect of Roman's fading age. It wouldn't be long before the old alpha would croak, but Stallion couldn't waste any second he could get to earn brownie points. He stopped just outside the main den, which reeked of different kinds of herbs and.. blood? Very faint blood. Someone must have given him a present or something. "Roman, sir." He called in, his olive green eyes resting on the rugged white figure of his alpha in the corner of the den, uncomfo
Man of Fire He was a man of fire.
Simple as that, but this made no sense to him.
Though he was the embodiment of fire, Kin Fai liked to look at the ocean. All the other fae knew where to find him if he was greatly needed. Just go to the coast, at the very edge of the burning hot desert at dawn or dusk, and you shall find him either towering as he stood or seated cross legged leaning forward as he watched the prideful sun change the sea's color to orange as it shimmered away in the horizon.
But this. . . this was different to him.
Kin Fai loved to play, and before him was a small little desert fox playing in the waters on the wet beach, cooling its already wet pale yellow fur on the wet waves.
He wanted to join with his desert brother and jump in the water, splash around and dance with him.
But he could not.
This made no sense, why fire cannot play in the sea.
Violate part 9 (Sherlock's POV)Violate part 9 (Sherlock’s POV):
~ 12 DAYS LATER ~
“…No, when was it? 20 minutes ago? Something like that. Anyway, she won’t wake up and if she does, you just do as I told you, but com’on…” John grabbed his purse on the table, continuing:
”You know I’ll be back in an hour, tops. Mrs. Hudson will be back here in no time, and by the way it was you who insisted I should be the one changing her and buying food and diap-“
“Sshh, I get it, John, stop talking! I can’t think when you start one of your monologues, it’s like a buzzing noise inside my mind!” Sherlock hissed from down where he was lying on the sofa, placing his fingers on his temples, closing his eyes as if he were suffering from a bad headache.
“You always start worrying when I’m about to leave the flat! You think you won’t be able to handle her and you’ve complained like a hundred times already-“
Shadow Blood and Deep Silence chapter 3 A New Home
Shadow Blood and Deep Silence chapter 3 : A New Home: Kokoa's pov Slender Mansion? i never heard of this place i said. I,m not surprised not alot of people know about this place said Zilla with a disappointed look on her face. Suddenly the mansion doors opened and this tall,thin,faceless guy stood. Welcome back miss Shadow Blood said the guy than he looked at me than back at Zilla and said who is this young lady? this is my friend Kokoa Miyuki said Zilla its a pleasure to meet you i'm Slender Man now please come in. Come on i want to show you some friends of mine Zilla than grabed my hand and pulled me inside the
Violate part 8 (John's POV)Violate part 8 (John’s POV):
“She’s already asleep,” John whispered, closing the door to his bedroom, where Violet was lying peacefully with the dummy in her mouth. Mary just smiled at him, reaching for her tea cup, so that she could bring it to the sink.
“Just leave it there, Mrs. Hudson would get furious if she found out I’d let you do the dishes,” John continued.
“Right, alright,” Mary smirked. John placed his cup in the sink as well, leaning in and planted a solid kiss on Mary’s mouth. He could feel how her lips were smiling upwards.
“W-what?” he laughed, kissing her again. She giggled, lightly shaking her head.
“Oh, nothing,” she replied, stroking his arm. John could not stop smiling at her pink cheeks.
“It’s just… I promised Sarah… You met her here the other day…”
“… When we went grocery-sho - yeah, yeah, I remember her…”
DotW RP: Boone and Tagen go on an ADVENTURE!Idlethe:
It was a bright morning day and the sun blazed down, heating everything up. Christoph's fur, being thick and heavy was absorbing this heat and he was getting hot and bothered. "Where we be, ya old fart?" The little fur ball that kept on Christoph's heels was making nasty comments all morning. Christoph rolled his eyes, already used to his niece. He had kept her away from the pack for a while, wanting to establish a relationship with his niece. He had managed to get through a few of her walls, learning a few things about his niece and it had strengthened the bond between them; clearly since Tagen was still following him and hadn't run off yet.
Christoph stopped, thinking of who to meet first. "What're ya doin?" Tagen grumbled; her words were slurred and she spoke poorly, not just because of age but because of lack of communication within her home pack. "Trying to find someone who will put up with you. And speak clearly, don't mumble" Christoph replied.
Violate part 10 (John's POV)Violate, part 10 (John’s POV):
“Why the hell didn’t you tell me this earlier?” John whispered, scrolling down until he could see Lestrade’s name on Sherlock’s phone screen. On the inside he was about to burst out in anger. He wanted to scream. Sherlock just bit his lip, apparently he did not know what to say. John clenched his teeth. He felt so… Angry and shocked and frustrated all at the same time, he didn’t know what to do. This afternoon a bloody police man would actually come and pick them up; this afternoon! And Sherlock had known about this and not told him!
“If you think I’m in any way alright with this-“
“I know you’re not, you’re irritated. Your ears turned red again,” Sherlock replied, pointing at John’s ears, then immediately looking down at his feet again as if he had already regretted what he had just said. John’s eyebrows dropped even more downwards than the
Renacession - Part-I |Nothing is impossiblePart – I
“Nothing is impossible”
That night, something told me that it could work, being a tamer, a Renamon tamer. As I watched Tamers 2006 series and having that feeling, deep down in my soul of fighting next to her, be supporting her with all my strength, that night, was a life changer.
-Wait, what if I can find something online? As my granny told me, hope is the last one standing (Portuguese saying). Time to go to bed, I need to wake up early in the morning and start my search.
The following morning, I dug around google, forums, wikis, old websites and fan websites. And did a lot of researching, and I've found an old website, which it looked very interesting. It had the basics of digimon codding and data configuring, it was something unheard of.
-This time, I won't give up! - I said that, with all the confidence in the world, no one could stop me now.
As I started reading, everything made sense, and it could be done if I really wanted too, I needed a lot of hardwar
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