International BFF's

Okay, not doing a marathon. Sorry! I just decided not to, for some odd reason. But I did want to give you a little sneak peek at what's to come in Secrets and Dreams. I may not add this exact part, but this is close enough. "Nice to see you again, frau." "You too Claud, its been awhile, hasn't it?" "Still with the nickname?" The albino asked. The black haired girl shrugged, her ear piercings gleaming in the half light. "I guess I just need a tiny piece of the past to remember, you know?" The girl ran a hand through her short black hair, remembering when it was long, almost reaching her waist. Now, it was pixie-cut, dyed blue on the edges. "Ja. You still miss him, don't you? You miss all of them?" "Of course. I...I wish I didn't have to say goodbye." She took in a shaky breath, her hands clenched at her sides. Her left hand messed with a charm around her neck, a little blue gem in the shape of a sta...

Hello! Ionlyhavelikefiveminutes soooooo FAST POST IN AND OUT RMS!! The Survivors (Parts 47, 48, & 49) Jess was punching the air.   Just get it out.  Up, down, up, down.  Get all the anger out, She thought between swings.  Despite the cold air, she was starting to sweat.  Jennie and Raymond were dead.  Elise and Echo were mercs.  Their family was dead as well.   “You should have died!!”   Kept echoing in her ears, reminding her of all the deaths that she was responsible for. She didn’t realize that she had closed her eyes until Sam stopped her hand mid-punch.  Her eyes flew open and she stared at him. “You can’t keep doing this to yourself Jess,” Sam said, his puppy-dog eyes sad.  “You can’t just cut yourself off if something goes wrong!” “That’s what I was trained to do.” “I thought we were running from that training,” He said, forcing her by the shoulders to sit down on his sleeping bag.  She decid...

Hi guys! I give up on actually writing blog posts.  I've b een staying up late at night thinking because I can't sleep, so I'm exhausted in the morning like everyday.  Seriously, today I woke up and my first words were, "I am a literal pancake" and I think that describes my thoughts on today pretty well.  Plus moving prep, preparing for an art show coming soon, trying to keep up with high-school classes, and all around slowly dying, I just haven't had time to post on here, or even on Steve the Wimpy Dragon. :( Anyway, here, I guess this is technically a RMS marathon now so...MOAR. The Survivors (Parts 45 & 46) Sam stayed behind while the sisters trooped off into right-hand cave.  They had carefully narrowed down everything that they would need, taking a bare minimum and leaving most of it back at the warehouse.  They didn’t know when or if they would need to return to that safe house, so Jess insisted that they keep something there. Jess dug ...

HELLO!! How are all my readers doing today?  Amazhang?  (I've gotten into the habit of typing amazhang and fantabulous instead of...you know...actual english words) Anyway, I know that this is like incredibly boring, but I'm posting Survivors parts.  Again.  Deal with it. The Survivors (Parts 43 & 44) “KATY?!” Red’s mid-tone skin was pale, Blue’s hands flat against the wall.  Even Sam, who had seem Jess transform and change into a half-dragon, was surprised. Jess looked nearly unchanged from a mug shot Sam had seen of her over a year ago.  The whole team had seen it.  Five scars, horrible, deep-set cuts, played across her cheek, unidentifiable and very painful looking.  Sam couldn’t pin it down, but there was something different about her face, something dark and angry and very non-Jess-ish. Red was reaching for her gun.  Sam started to move, but Jess got there first.  Before Red knew what was happening, she was...

Hey readers! I haven't posted Secrets and Dreams in a loooooonnngggggg time! Gomen! It's just for a while, I started doubting my writing skills and I went through a period of writers block. But I got over it! So, here yah go! Enjoy! Part Three The other girl lets out an exasperated sigh and motions to the group. “Looks like I'll be handling introductions,” She says as if nothing had happened. “The guy that you beat up is Sam, a.k.a Nova or Bucket Head.  Preferably Bucket Head. The blondie is Danny, a.k.a Iron-Fist. The other brown haired boy is Peter, or Spider-man, as we all know him as. Then there’s Luke, a.k.a Power-Man. Finally me, Penny, and Ava. White Tiger and Aquaria. Sorry for all the a.k.a’s.” I just nod numbly and pull myself up again.  I’m not a weakling, after all.  I can’t look like this in front of my new team.   Finally, the boy Penny calls Spider-man lets go of Ava’s arm and she runs up and embraces me. I just stand there, frozen....