Origins - Adrian Angelo Savage by VivianColfax, literature
Literature
Origins - Adrian Angelo Savage
Age: 4 hours.
Adrian's tiny fingers curled and uncurled in the blanket of the hospital nursery bedding. His eyes glanced anxiously from cradle to cradle in a vain search for something he didn't quite know. A short while later, and after many failed attempts to roll himself over for a better look at the room, he let his head fall to the side and kept his icy gaze on the infant next to him.
He pawed at the transparent enclosure he was trapped in, staring across the short distance, longing for some sort of contact. He opened and closed his mouth, making a popping noise and some bubbles, before getting angry and starting to scream. It wasn't a
Title Fail - Cant Think of One by VivianColfax, literature
Literature
Title Fail - Cant Think of One
Vincent grinned, putting an arm around his accomplice, pleased with their work. The ground around their feet was littered with empty spray paint cans and the blank, boring wall before them was now a work of art. If you could call mindless doodles and quotes 'art' that is.
"You know, Chase," he started, eying the creation, "Hindsight being twenty-twenty, I really don't think we should've signed it "
Chase laughed, "As if they don't already know it was us."
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The boys found themselves in an all too familiar room. It was a dreary place, as any office seemed to be, and most everything within the four walls was brown. Wooden desk, cha
I saw something today that tore me apart, a loss of hope and love. A lost friendship, a lost soul, and the pain it left behind. Something I fear, something I never want to feel. I've distanced myself from so many in this paranoia that one day I might become that pained heart, the empty spirit, wandering in the void of life without any significance. From the loss of one. The only one. The one who made the world brighter at it's darkest hours, the one who made the sun shine on a rainy day, the one who made the harshest winters warm as the spring.
There is no pain like a severed connection, one that can never be spliced back together.
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Sh
Lucifer watched as his brother took the innocent girl to his room, trying to ignore what he was going to do. There was nothing anyone could do, she had freely given herself over to him, taking him as her Master. Then again, she hadn't had much of a choice in the matter, it was either that or the death of her lover. So despite the pain that the entire Savage family had inflicted, she traded herself for the safety of the one who had possibly hurt her the most.
It was unfair. But what could he do about it? He wasn't skilled in any way, he had little power over anything he was supposed to. Lucifer was a helpless fallen, only inhuman from his fly
Origins - Adrian Angelo Savage by VivianColfax, literature
Literature
Origins - Adrian Angelo Savage
Age: 4 hours.
Adrian's tiny fingers curled and uncurled in the blanket of the hospital nursery bedding. His eyes glanced anxiously from cradle to cradle in a vain search for something he didn't quite know. A short while later, and after many failed attempts to roll himself over for a better look at the room, he let his head fall to the side and kept his icy gaze on the infant next to him.
He pawed at the transparent enclosure he was trapped in, staring across the short distance, longing for some sort of contact. He opened and closed his mouth, making a popping noise and some bubbles, before getting angry and starting to scream. It wasn't a
Title Fail - Cant Think of One by VivianColfax, literature
Literature
Title Fail - Cant Think of One
Vincent grinned, putting an arm around his accomplice, pleased with their work. The ground around their feet was littered with empty spray paint cans and the blank, boring wall before them was now a work of art. If you could call mindless doodles and quotes 'art' that is.
"You know, Chase," he started, eying the creation, "Hindsight being twenty-twenty, I really don't think we should've signed it "
Chase laughed, "As if they don't already know it was us."
-----
The boys found themselves in an all too familiar room. It was a dreary place, as any office seemed to be, and most everything within the four walls was brown. Wooden desk, cha
I saw something today that tore me apart, a loss of hope and love. A lost friendship, a lost soul, and the pain it left behind. Something I fear, something I never want to feel. I've distanced myself from so many in this paranoia that one day I might become that pained heart, the empty spirit, wandering in the void of life without any significance. From the loss of one. The only one. The one who made the world brighter at it's darkest hours, the one who made the sun shine on a rainy day, the one who made the harshest winters warm as the spring.
There is no pain like a severed connection, one that can never be spliced back together.
----
Sh
I have my own little netbook to abuse writings on. Maybe there will be something worthwhile... or not. -shrug-
I'm working on Xak, I swear! I'm just jumping from chapter to chapter...
and I keep trying to tye like on my iPhone. Not working well.
https://media.ed.edmunds-media.com/pictures/VEHICLE/1993/Oldsmobile/1751/1993.oldsmobile.cutlassciera.8668-300x189.jpg
This isn't a picture of MINE, but essetially this is it.
Her name is Sierra. She is red. Inside and out. Well, maroonish, but I love the color.
It fits me perfectly, the height and all. It feels better I guess to buy it myself than to be give one. Not that I'm ungrateful for being offered, I just feel like I'm accomplishing something. Kind of a christmas present to myself.
So when I get my lisence I can legally drive her around. XD
Chase
01. Full Name- Chase Allen Meade
02. Best Friend- Vincent
03. Sexuality- Usually straight as an arrow, makes only one exception.
04. Favorite Color- Clear blue (surprise!)
05. Relationship Status- Single for now
06. Ideal Mate- Someone who can control his anger.
07. Turn-Ons- Dunno yet.
08. Favorite Food- Fries, fries, fries, will stop mid-concert for a fry craving. Fries.
09. Crushes- Dot
10. Favorite Music- See above. If it has anything to do with him, he loves it.
11. Biggest Fear- Killing someone he loves.
12. Biggest Fantasy- He hasn't really thought much about it.
13. Bad Habits- Taking out his anger on walls and hi
Top 10 old west phrases that will never be the same after that gay cowboy movie
10."im gonna pump you fulla lead" 9."give me a stiff one barkeep 8."dont fret-Ive been in tight spots before" 7."Howdy,pardner" 6."you stay here while i sneak around from behind" 5.two words "saddle sore" 4."hold it right there!" Now move your hand reeeal slow- like" 3"Lets Mount up!" 2"Nice spread ya got here" 1"Ride em cowboy