The Cuckoo's Nest
50 Nuances de wipe
The Wild Hunt
The Wild Hunt
I came into the hall of a housing building. It was quite spacious with a kind of a reception straight to the right from the entrance and some food stalls across it: cool drinks, ice-cream, assortments of snacks. Further down the hall there were stairs for upper floors (up to 12th) and doors to two of the apartments (number 1 and 2, obviously) by the sides of those stairs. Behind the reception desk there was a young man staring somewhere down, probably reading a magazine or something.
- Excuse me.
Artimenius War Help
I was just a brat back then. I was like twelve, maybe even eleven. Yes, I was eleven. I was stupid back then, too stupid for my own good. If I could turn back time and redo that day, I’d have stayed in line instead of rushing in.
It was one of those days, when strong magicians from different schools look for new apprentices. There are lots of schools based on magic types and each school had their own small arena, where one of the representative would test all who wanted testing. Some through
No Longer A Game
It started as a game. I mean it WAS just a game. I was playing a computer game, but then... It's funny how fear of death can warp your mind and make you forget things that happened before that fear. Things that you feared before the death.
It was just a video game. I was pressing "F" on the keyboard to highlight objects, that I can interact with. Objects, that told me the backstory of the house I and a few other characters were investigating. Or maybe it was a castle? It was pretty big inside at
Lolicons Vs Paedophiles: is there a difference?
WARNING: this is going to be a long read. And it's not for those who do not want to use their brain or who lack one.
To start with, I'm not a lolicon myself and I am definitely not a paedo. I enjoy good art, but I do find some pictures overly sexualizing children and I do report them as well as websites that host or use such pictures for self-advertisement (generally true for WAP-site, but I did see some WWW-sites like that, too). Beauty and thus beautiful art does not know gender or age, but
I hope I'm sending this to a right man in "Capcom" (well, I doubt that, 'cause there is no e-mails of high-ranking "workers" found in the net),
if not - resend it, please. It'd be appreciated.
Well, with what shall I start? Guess with the reason I'm sending this.
I'm a PC-lover (not in naughty meaning) and a real fan of Devil May Cry series. I've played both DMC3:SE and DMC4, which were ported to PC. I've seen
the anime (not as good as I expected, but sill worth-watching), read all
And use my music as a weapon!
From “Droppin’ Plates”
First there was Devil. He created the music of Darkness and Chaos.
Then there was Angel. She created the music of Beauty, Wonder and Nature.
They were the first. They created the Music, that we hear even nowadays. But for what?
Music has power. Power upon our souls. It provokes. It disturbs. It gives us the visions of Light and Darkness, Hatred and Love, Friendship and Betrayal. It makes us laugh and cry.