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The Positive Traits of Autism...(Not by me)The Positive Traits of Autism... by AngelGhidorah
LoyaltyHardworking Logical ThinkingCreativityHonestyEmpathic and Understanding
My Cast For My Version On Rain Manok this one is yet another recasting and this one is on one of my favorite all time movies Rain ManMy Cast For My Version On Rain Man by Carriejokerbates
now lets get to my version of this amazing movie
As Raymond Babbitt
As Charlie Babbitt
As The Doctor
well that's my cast for rain man and i hope you guys enjoy
Captain Underpants fan ficThis is a fin fic that Mr. Krupp had a niece that loved to hang out with George and Harold and had the same silly streak.Captain Underpants fan fic by FireEmber345
The Amazing Adventures of Captain Underpants
By: Dav Pilkey and the fanfic by: Fireember345
Meet George Beard, Harold Hutchins and Felicity Krupp. George is the kid on the left with the tie and the flat top. Harold is the one on the right with a T-shirt and a bad hair cut. Felicity is the only girl in the middle with long brown hair in a bow and a Blouse with a skirt. Remember that now.
George, Harold, and Fell (Nickname) were the best of friends. They had a lot in common. They lived next door to one another and all three of them were in the same fourth grade class at Jerome Horwitz Elementary School. George, Harold, and Fell were usually responsible kids. When ever something bad happens, George, Harold, and F
Isabel Quinn The Pirate queenIsabel Quinn The Pirate queen by FireEmber345
Story be me.
Proof reading and editing by SeverinadeStrango.
In the spiral, a long time ago, there was a family of the most famed and well known pirates. They were known as the Quinns. The Quinns were all over the spiral, and they were widely known. The Quinns brought hope to many who were unable to defend themselves. During the great Polarian War, every pirate, including the Quinns, were afraid of loosing their home on Skull island. So, instead of participating in the blood bath, most of the pirates decided to attempt the impossible. They pushed Skull Island out of danger and far to the edge of the spiral, where they still remain today. However, since the war, a new enemy to the pirates had been growing – the Clockwork Armada.
At first, the pirates weren't extremely threatened by the clockworks if they didn't steal from or provoke the clockworks. In fact, occasionally, they even threw rocks at them for fun. But one day, the clockworks started to attack Valencia and Skull
NecromancyThe orb risesNecromancy by Agent36496
To enchant all eyes
Half or full
It has its own pull
A sickle gleams red
With the energy 'tis fed
The burning blade slashes the sky
Harvesting from up high
Half of its face burns
Upon a turn
To let a side be known
To let the fire grow
Layer upon layer of flames
Bright orange and red framed
A beyond-reach fireball of the night
Shedding its rare light
To be huggedEveryone feels sad and everyone cries. Me, I don’t like crying when wearing a t-shirt and long pants, or when wearing less than pants. Don’t ask why; it just is. Regardless, the bug of sadness has me for an easy target, always biting at any spot it likes. Though I am uncertain at times, the reason I go through the door leading me to it, I always know what I need.To be hugged by Agent36496
When I leave my chest and back bare, I am open for something. Whilst I can be struck in the heart more easily, there is one positive factor that I enjoy more.
What I love, is hugs. Everyone wants and needs them. Whilst I am easier to make cold, I am also easier to warm. So, I take what makes me feel better. I pick up the blanket that I leave laying about, waiting for me, and place it over my shoulders. It is always there to comfort me. How I love its softness upon my bare skin. It is there in all times of need, like an angel. It stays as long as I want it to, like a loved one. It is the best kind of hug I can get:
War of Chaos EpilogueEpilogueWar of Chaos Epilogue by Agent36496
So much had been going on, and each dragon had defended their territories at all costs, which they needed to more than ever. Decades had passed. War was broken out among the humans. Though the sorcerers, elves, dragons, and other beasts didn’t get involved, they showed what would happen if they were crossed with bullets and knives. Even though the rapid fire of bullets from those handheld machines couldn’t penetrate a dragon’s natural armour, they would still feel the disturbance. It was the explosives that they had to evade. It was expected by all dragons. They had heard many humans arguing and seen many conflicts, but none like one between all countries, which raged for four years.
It was September of 1934 when a black dragoness and a young dragon as black as she was, finally found themselves in a city where the cold lasted almost all year. However, the dragon residing embraced that cold. Given that neither of the two had been in this country before, they l
War of Chaos Chapter XXIIIXXIIIWar of Chaos Chapter XXIII by Agent36496
(The final fight had to end sometime. There was a point when a war went too far. Casualties had been on both sides, empires crippled. The Dark Dragon was in the immense cave in the land in which he was hatched and he looked into his mate’s eyes, which expressed worry. What mate wouldn’t worry for the father of her young? She had a sooty grey egg under her wing.
(Those blood-red eyes expressed sadness. He didn’t want to part with his beloved, but his duty called for him. He hissed lowly, “If I fail thisss final classsh, I want you to tell our chick: their father died a hero. My followersss look up to me. I have no doubt that they view me asss sssuch. And that isss all that I asssk my dear. Will you do that?”
(The dragoness nodded, lost with words. Ares leaned in to nuzzle her one last time, and he felt her trembling. It wasn’t long before he felt a tear. He pulled away and hissed, “I love you.” That was all that she would hear from h
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