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_:A Shadow of a Memory:_ by whiterockshooter15, literature

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_:A Shadow of a Memory:_

A castle is just a pile of stones against each other. It will one day crumble to dirt and return to where it belongs. But it will not always be remembered. Just like people. People cannot live forever; and they cannot be eternally remembered; but through the things they do, they are remembered; then it gets passed down form generation to generation; and a story becomes- A Legend. Arthur Kirkland; personification of Great Britain; was trudging through the long-forgotten forest path; his green eyes glowing in the moonlight. He was on his way to visit an old friend from the medieval times; but this was no ordinary castle he was visiting: this

_:Sociophobia:_ by whiterockshooter15, literature

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_:Sociophobia:_

"Sociophobia: The fear of people." You were a pretty peculiar case when it came to mental psychological illnesses. You were a social recluse who suffered from sociophobia. On the bright side; the pokemon were very close. The way you interacted was as if you were their trainer since birth; and not to mention you had an IQ of 356, making you smarter than average people your age. And since you had sociophobia, you seldom went out of your room; and if you did go out, you only went to two places: One: The forest behind your house; where it was peaceful, and no humans nonetheless; so you could calm down; and Two: Gold's place. Now, you may be a

.:{Wake-Up Call}:. by whiterockshooter15, literature

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.:{Wake-Up Call}:.

"It's time to wake up, Signore." Red groaned groggily as he heard the expensive curtains being drawn open and the light of the morning sun hitting his eyes. he turned to his side to avoid the sunlight to no avail. He felt Pika get off the bed and rush to someone else and a Glaceon's purring. "Nnn...five more minutes." Red said as he burrowed deeper into the silken covers of his bed. Footsteps grew louder as it neared the side of his bed. “That will not do.” Red’s eyes snapped open as his duvet covers were yanked out of his grasp. "You still have to attend a party with Signore Green and Signorina Blue." You said with y

::Bound by Time:: Meeting One:{England} Freedom by whiterockshooter15, literature

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::Bound by Time:: Meeting One:{England} Freedom

Her black hair and black coat fly admitted flapped about her as she stared in the churning waters below the plank. she cursed in the multiple languages she had learned over the past millenia. "What are ye waitin' for, lass? Jump!" She turned back and glared daggers with her blue eyes at the captain who smirked in reply; his sword held out towards her, point-first. his blonde hair swaying in the wind and his green eyes looking at her mischievously. "You do realize that if I die and drown that you'll go to hell?" she said with a raised eyebrow. "Don't care." he said as he prodded her back with the tip of his sword. "now, jump." Arthur was ment

:: Bound by Time :: {Prologue} by whiterockshooter15, literature

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:: Bound by Time :: {Prologue}

"The truth depends on how you view it: it may change itself to alter the view fit for the person who sees it." The gray clouds were gathering in the field. a lone girl stood on top of a mountain of carcasses, her raven hair swaying in the wind. blue eyes looked over the carnage, void of any emotion. her lips twisted into a wry smile. she was terribly out of place, she realized. crows were pecking on the dead bodies, and surely maggots were already feasting on the rotten flesh. she shuddered. she pulled out a golden pocket watch, and checked the time. she sighed and put it back away. "What's the point of looking at something I already surp

Fly past that Sky {+}AmericaxDead!Child!Reader by whiterockshooter15, literature

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Fly past that Sky {+}AmericaxDead!Child!Reader

White: yea, my first attempt at writing a countryxreader...PLEASEDUNKILLME! Ivan: White only owns the plot and nothing more, da? {+}_{+}_{+}_{+} It was a bright day when you think nothing could go wrong. It was a day like this when he first met you. |Flashback| He remembered that he had a neighbor moving in. Alfred F. Jones, the personification of America, watched from his front porch as the moving men began unloading the things from the van. then he suddenly heard the pattering of feet on the ground and the sound of air being sliced. " H-hey! (Y/N) !" Alfred blinked owlishly as he felt himself get tackled to the ground. he looked back

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_:A Shadow of a Memory:_ by whiterockshooter15, literature

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_:Sociophobia:_ by whiterockshooter15, literature

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.:{Wake-Up Call}:. by whiterockshooter15, literature

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::Bound by Time:: Meeting One:{England} Freedom by whiterockshooter15, literature

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:: Bound by Time :: {Prologue} by whiterockshooter15, literature

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Nov 10, 2013

Idiocy is Contagious, Avoid Eye Contact.

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I just noticed that I was procrastinating with ALL of my projects; and I didn't even notice that I haven't gotten started on my UTAU project. I still find it hard to manipulate all dem sounds and voices. ~cryforeverplz (https://www.deviantart.com/cryforeverplz) And I just got diagnosed with SPLIT PERSONALITY by my psychiatrist. I knew I was insane; but this is....awesome? And we happened to have a welcoming party for our new club member; and I ended up stabbing the cake box with a cutter. :iconhappyforeverplz: I REGRET NOTHING!!~ :iconjeffthekillerwtfplz: :iconsaysplz: you're a psycho :iconsaysENDplz: Why, thank you Jeff. Have a cupcake- :iconjeffthekillerplz: :iconsaysplz: NO

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whiterockshooter15

Jun 23, 2013

Devious Journal Entry

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yaaaaaah.. about myself.... so I like bunnies. and dogs. I have a lot of aliases. if you want to know my real name, try to find ask my classmates.*smirk* I am a hardcore otaku, but I am also try to balance my studies. When I study, I do it in my secret lair hidden from the rest of the universe where I control the Underworld* cue evil laugh* My Favorite food is.....nah, It's top secret. ;) I hate bugs with a passion. I kinda detest numbers. But I love words. I wish to be able to live in a taaaall tower full of books, with cookies and milk and other sweets popping out of nowhere when I want it. I have over 2000 imaginary friends who i t