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PI-MarieHi! Lets get started, we can say most of us been aged down or up.
So, In a Memoir like style you can talk about
IF AGED DOWN:
Talk about the changes you made to get around
Talk about your experience as if it has already happened! like say your writing from a year from now.
Sometimes, what we imagine about the future isn't true or realistic. Saying that, Write about the disillusionment of your former fantasy and make parallels to the reality
Talk about an unexpected change,like Evolution or something to the like, as it was written in the future.
IF SOMEHOW YOU MISSED AGING UP OR DOWN
Write about your experiences with the affected people, again as it was written in the past.
Name: Melina Rockefeller
Nicknames: Melody, Freak, Psy
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Kingdom Name: Tides of Discipline
Characteristic: Likes to eat
Ability: Clear Body
Moveset: (1-4 Total)
2) Zen Headbutt
3) Bullet Punch
Melina is a curvy figured woman with hips and a somewhat large bust, She is 5 foot 7 and weighs about 180lbs, She has long legs and short torso.
She has long blue hair that is wavy-ish and ends at her hips,it's shiny and soft.
She wears a blue dress,with sliver x on the chest,as well as a grid on the bell of the dress,it's a illuminating yellow as its a light powered by her psychic ability.
She wears armour on her arms and legs that resemble Metagross' arms,and has claws on this armour.
Personality: Melina is a very gentle person,except in the battle field where she is violent and ruthless.
Outside of Battle she is a calm and caring individual
Soul Sensor PoniesThis race of pony is rare among the general populous, only really seen in unicorns and Alicorns, Earth Ponies and Pegasi have been recorded
This ability is usually passed down to family, but can be taught to powerful members of any race
Every pony has a life force, every pony has a soul, but Sensors are the only ones to be able to access this soul/life force.
Sensors don't look different from the average, but they do share a pattern of looks
- They are usually pastel coloured in one way. A coat colour, A mane colour or the eyes are pastel.
then they have a saturated colour somewhere on their body.
-If the pony has wings they 9 of ten times have a gradient of their soul colour. if your pony is White and has a Purple soul colour its wings are white and purple gradient.
-The eye colour is the ponies soul colour, if dual coloured eyes, its hard to tell, the soul magic aura is the dead give away.
- These ponies have two magic auras if they have a hor
Everlynn: 53 questions 1) What is your full name?
Everlynn Lumina Amy Flynn
2) What Pokemon species are you?
3) How many family members do you have, and what relation are they to you?
My mom and Step-Dad Glace and Cole Grandparents Damien and Gemma and my baby brother Kaden
4) Why did you come to PokeInstitute?
To gain better knowledge of school
5) What do you think of PokeInstitute so far?
It's a nice place, I love the selection of books to read
6) What’s your opinion on the students you’ve met?
Well, Good,Bad and friends
Marie's AssignmentHi! It's little Miss Marie with your October assignment!
Halloween is upon us and so is many changes in behaviours and appearances
so, I am giving FOUR options for your assignment.
Recant a Tale of where you were in extreme Fear,or Danger. Make sure you use description words and many verbs and nouns,I want to feel the fear that you guys felt at the point and time. 1-2 pages please.
Write a fictional story related to Halloween,and make sure it has a plot with a problem,maybe its that the character is too scared to go to a hollow party,You can't find a costume you like etc make sure you use more words than Happy,Sad,Smiled,Said. I wan't it to be shot story length 1-2 pages please
Whats your favourite Monster? Medusa? Vampire? Hydra? Cerberus? Hell hounds? Satan? Demons? Well no matter,Write me about these creatures,I want ACCURATE info,I WILL be checking any fact you give me. So i wan't about a page or so of a profile.
Oh the fun I've had
and the drama I've been through
though i wouldn't trade anything for it...
Late night flights
Kisses and Fights
Growing up and Becoming a fully grown clan member
When I must leave i'll admit,i'll be saddened
Friendships and Rivalries suddenly gone
I'll miss it too much to count
But its a Chapter I'll have to close
not for now,to which i'm glad
To my friends i hope you value me as much as i do you
I love it here,and all it's charms please don't close anytime soon?
I haven't been here long,but i must admit
it is fun her to say the least
from scaring Dragon Boy
Hanging out with my big brother Vlad
to clumsily making friends
I love to see how i grow along with the school
I may prefer eating souls to fighting
but this school has given me something to take from
that reaping is more than holding the scythe its about respect for the dead and dying
Hopefully as time goes on my Battling skills will be honed
Thank you fo
Go To Sleep (StevexReader) One-Shot
Steve was sprawled out across the bed, remote control in hand as he clicked through channels. You were in the bathroom, removing your makeup and getting ready for bed. After washing your face, you strolled out of the bathroom and sat down next to Steve. He looked up at you and gave you the same smile that always made you blush.
“Ready for bed?” he asked. “We have a big mission tomorrow so we need our rest.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know.”
You and Steve almost always teamed up together on missions. Sometimes you couldn’t because your set of skills were needed for a different mission or because yours weren’t needed for the one that Steve was assigned to do. Even after being married to him for over three years, you still worried when he went off on a mission without you. Yes he was a super soldier but you knew what kind of torture men like Steve went through if they were captured by the enemy. You had been through it yourself and on one occasion, did
GermanyXReader - So Wet!
"Come on come on come on come on plllleeeeeaaaase???" you begged, hugging Ludwig's arm.
"Nein, I don't vant to." Ludwig refused, turning a page in his book.
"Then why did you pay to get into the pool if you're not even going to swim!?" you exclaimed, pouting.
"Because you vanted to come here und you refused to go in vizhout me." he replied, nonchalantly flipping another page.
"But aren't you hot?" you asked, tugging at his T-shirt.
"Nein, not under zhe shade of zhis tree." he huffed, "Besides, I didn't even bring my swimsuit."
"I know," you smiled coyly, "That's why I did."
He said nothing and you sniffled.
"Ludwig, if you don't swim I'm gonna cry and It'll be all your fault." you said, wiping some fake tears away.
"_______, you came here to svim. So go svim." Ludwig, waved you off.
"I came here to svim with you." you frowned, mocking his accent.
He looked at you from behind his reading glasses and sighed, his face a bit red with irritation, "Fine."
You beamed up at him, "Really!?"
Sentiment (Loki X Reader)
~5 years old~
“All hail king Loki!” You cried enthusiastically as you knelt before him on the grass.
He smiled. “Thank you my loyal subject! You may rise!”
You giggled and stood up before laying on your back on the grassy hill. Staring at the sky. Loki did the same. You looked over at him and held his hand.
“One day you’re gonna be king. I know it.” You said as you stared in his eyes.
“And when I am you’re gonna be my queen.”
You smiled and looked up at the sky. “We’re gonna be together forever right Loki?”
“Forever and always (Y/n)....Oh and by the way I made you something! With magic my mom taught me!”
You sat up. “You did?”
“Yeah! Here!” He said handing you a small gold ring, surrounded by emeralds.
You grinned and put it on your right hand. Loki then teleported it on your left ring finger.
“So people know you’re
Misunderstood!France X Reader: I'm Not A Rapist 8
“So based on what I have been told, you punched a girl in her stomach because you deemed her to be aggressive and a threat to yourself when she made a statement to you that you disagreed with,” said one of your school deans, subconsciously tapping a pen against his desk. “You had been called in to his office not long after you arrived at school and were currently sitting in the somewhat small chair in front of him, staring directly into his eyes with a blank, emotionless stare. “As a result of your aggressive behavior she had fallen on the ground and received injuries to her elbows as well as her legs. Care to explain why you thought it was right to punch her in the stomach?”
“I did not punch her in the stomach!” you blurted out, your blank gaze immediately filling with shock and anger. “Most of what you said to me is a bunch of lies. Who told you this?”
“The girl you injured as well as two of her friends,” the dean answ
Bucky x Reader Cut
Bucky x Reader Cut
“Don’t do this, Bucky.”
“I’m not letting you.”
“I absolutely refuse to let you do this, (Name).”
“Oh for heaven’s sake, it is not that big a deal!”
“Yes it is! And I will not allow you to do this!”
“Child, you are overreacting.”
“No I’m not!”
“I’m just giving you a haircut. You need it!”
“I do not!”
She groaned loudly, the scissors in her hand waiting expectantly, but to no avail. Bucky was dead set against anyone touching his hair. (Name) figured it was because of trust issues, seeing as he was pretty cold and distant towards anyone who attempted to be nice to him. The only reason why he was sort of conversational with her was because she’d taken him in. Of course, she didn’t know a thing about him, except that he’d shown up passed out at the edge o
South Korea x Reader - Pray For
A tribute to the Sewol victims and their friends and families in South Korea.
Links and information can be found in the description.
"Yong Soo... Yong Soo, please, you have to eat..."
The words that left your mouth coated in the desperate sound of your voice seemed to have no effect on the Korean man, for instead it seemed to mingle together with the hundreds of unheard screams and grief-stricken wails that lingered and echoed in the confines of his mind. Your voice was nothing but another bruise to his already battered state, tearing open the still fresh wound.
You eyed him for a response, for anything – maybe a small movement, such as a slight perk of his ears or a subtle twitch – anything to let you know that he'd acknowledged your words, but there he remained, hunched over on the couch like a statue with his face buried in his palms.
"Yong Soo..." His name was constantly uttered by you, more often than not being said in every sentence as you approac
Bunny!England x Reader- Easter from the Heart
This is the second part of the Easter story I made from 2013- if you wish to read the first part before getting to this, part one can be found in the description. Thank you, and Happy Easter!
"Happy Easter, _________!"
Indeed, today had been April nineteenth, the day where children all around the world would hop out of bed to go in search of the baskets the well known rabbit had hid for them the night before- their little hands dunking hardboiled eggs that had been prepared that morning into cups of colored water, instantly drawing little faces on them afterwards to give the appearance that they had been alive. Today was the candy filled, egg hunting day known as Easter, a national holiday that had been a tad more refreshing than that of Valentines, where everyone showed their love for others by buying stuffed animals and chocolates that would be neglected and eaten, or St. Pactricks day, everything you can possibly think of being decked out in shades of green,
We Fight Together (HiccupxReader) One-ShotThe sound of rocks crashing upon the island of Berk, mixed with the roars of dragons was heard. The black sky was covered in thick, grey smoke that made your lungs burn each time you inhaled. You tried to stay focused, tried to keep on running as your boots became covered with mud. The village houses had been set ablaze. Some were caused by the dragons who missed a target by accident, the others had been set on fire by the enemy.
Your eyes darted left and right, searching for your friends and most importantly, the one you loved with all your heart, Hiccup. Due to all your running, your (h/c) hair stuck to your forehead with sweat and your heart was threatening to burst out of your chest. But you couldn’t stop running. Not now when Berk was under attack.
The Outcasts had gathered up their strength and were now currently attacking with Alvin the Treacherous as their leader. You cursed underneath your breath and you dived to the ground in front of you in order to avoid being hit wit
Norway x Reader: Actions Speak Louder Than Words*Squeeze* "GAH! What the he-" *Poke* "Um, please sto-" *Squeeze*
______ glares at her friend from the coffee table, him on the couch and her on the floor. "Lukas.", ______ warns in a deadly tone. It was a normal day in the (l/n) household, well, except for an unexpected visit from a certain Norwegian. Lukas lets out a flicker of a smile, but it disappeared just as quickly as it came. "Yes?", he asks, with that same monotone voice. He mentally smirks, but kept up the infamous poker face.
"Stop poking meeeeee. I need to finish my book", she pouts as she held (f/b) up, him noting that she looked cute like that. Lukas ignores the command and squeezes her cheek again. "Hey, ______? Do you know the phrase, 'Actions speak louder than words'?" ________ looks at him strangely, but nods slowly.
"Well, what do you think this is telling you?", he asks, and gently pokes her on the arm. She scowls and swats his hand away. "I'm fun to annoy?", she tries, the annoyance clear
Prentiss's return8 months after Prentiss's death,
The team had changed a lot since a painful death of Emily Prentiss
Hotchner was more lenient with the members
Morgan wasn't a thrilled when they had solved the case
Reid got quieter and no longer went off talking about the case at hand
Rossi never felt the same after not helping Prentiss out,
Seaver requested a transfer soon after Prentiss's death
Penelope never used the playful banter
But a new team member was coming in the replace Seaver due they never felt right replacing Prentiss.
Today it's the first day of the new team member named Sarah Thompson was coming in today.
Knock knock went the door and Hotchner answered the door and said "Are you the new team member replacing Seaver?" he asked "Yes, I'm Sarah Thompson!" she said shaking his hand firm but gentle her green eyes studying him. "Can I meet my coworkers?" she asked her black hair bouncing up and down "Sure," hotch said. As they walked to the briefing room she sat between Reid and Penelope. "
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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