Vanitas

Story of a girl in my pants lol

I forgot the but lol

Haikus are easy. But sometimes they dont make sense. Refrigerator.

Scape stood on top of the hill watching as the sun set. The last of the light blinked away sinking into the horizon. A perfect metaphor. The sun sets, light vanish, and darkness descends. Exactly like the state of every other world. But there will be one difference. The sun won't rise for the universe. Light will not return for them. Darkness will reign and run rampant as they will. Scape snapped his fingers and right on cue, the air rippled. Darkness rose from the earth and into solid beings. Eyes a mad yellow and bodies twitching with anticipation, the Shadows descended on the town. ( Im going to bed night )

Its really cool. Sounds like another pokemon song. Cant put finger on!!!!

Since no one is starting I will. I will kill you all if you guys just let the thread die after i post Im not kidding either lol Scape gazed into the sunlit horizon of Twilight Town from Sunset Hill. The streets once spread with activity was empty, as if the the World itself was holding its breath. Waiting...... waiting....... and waiting Its funny. The inhabitants of this world used to run and mill about, and now they are shuttered behind locks. The same world where its bright orange sun would warm hearts and brighten faces. "My hometown..... Once so sweet and mild is now a battlefield. A battle for hearts dark and light alike. Heh. How deep can their hope run?"

I think it would be better if we stuck the vids and the huge pics in spoilers

Or if your lazy like me, copy and paste

^I have to type a report that means either life or death for meh

Least you didnt have school

Side: Darkness Name: Scape Rywing Appearance: Age: [13+] 15 Gender: Male Affiliations with another character (I.E. Family member): No known relations Keyblade: Diamond Dust Bio: Sides with the dark for being shunned by the light. From his childhood to present day, everyone has disliked and hated him because of his natural affiliation with darkness. All this prejudice has led to his resentment of the light and siding of the dark. Optional Info Here[VA, Theme Song, etc]: Rule #6

Well i came back to life. Guess that would be a health improvement.

I like the Emperor

( I am going to make a town if you don't mind. ) "Humans of Northwind! Surrender yourself to our blades and your lives will be spared. Those who fight will fall, your white walls will be stained with blood. Your women and children will weep over your bodies. Save the tears and lower your arms!" called Scape, projecting his voice clear and loud. He knew the soldiers were gathered by their gates, pressed up with their ears against the wall hearing every word he said. And as well he knew, they would not surrender. Humans. So prideful. Scape issued one more warning and again it was followed by silence. Wearily, Scape motioned to the troops at his heel towards the town's defensive wall and the troops, their blood pumping and adrenaline running charged.

カオグロクイナ

In battle terms, Overpowered

Name: Scape Rywing Age: (Keep it reasonable, you‘re in a war!) 24 Race: Demon Class: Dark Knight Appearance: http://api.ning.com/...eGuyWinged1.jpg Alignment: (Lawful Good, Good, Neutral, Evil, Chaotic Evil, etc.) Evil Bio: Named by many as the Dark Knight of Mercy, words that have spread from lip to ear regardless of race. Despite the generalization of all demons being evil and heartless, Scape refuses to deal death to innocents yet he does not share the same sentiment against enemy soldiers. Scape agrees with the idea of what the Dark Elves are attempting to accomplish yet he wishes to take it a step further. He wants to bring his fellow demons into the light in which the High Elves have prospered. But not just his fellow demons. He wants to bring all the other races barely scraping by into a future where they can all thrive. Scape himself bears a disliking of High Elves. A dislike that slightly hinges on jealousy. He detests them for their status and for their wealth. From his perspective, the High Elves are only fighting for themselves so they are not taken over. He feels they care nothing for the other races and only for themselves and in his mind, their hearts are darker and colder than the highest peak of Ebya. "Vegeta! WHat does the scouter say about his power level!" "ITS OVER 9000!" I love this one liner i found: If I agreed with you we'd both be wrong. 6) Don’t progress the plot when most of the players are offline, it’s a pain to deal with. This will be my saving grace.

hawt.

NuuuOOO!!!! I forbid it

Its because he/she is hiding ON a bush.

I feel all fuzzy.

This is just the welcome I expected : P

I died and now im back. You guys probably dont care but whatever :^/

"Erasers?" Parabelle said quizcally. His question was answered with a growl from behind. He turned around to see a beast. Half wolf, half human. The thing pounced at him, its teeth were abnormally sharp like daggers. Parabelle managed to move out the way before the beast could take his head off. The beast grazed Parabelle cheek and a thin flow of blood trickled. In Parabelle's panic, he scrambled back up into the air in fear. His ascent brought a new horror as men came out of what was a car. They had guns pointed toward him and they fired. In Parabelle's panic, he escaped the battle and blindly flew deeper into the city. This isnt a haven was Parabelle's first distressed thought. This is Hell.