Sunshine

Spirit smiles a big bright smile. At least he was talking to her. That was good. She watches as the waitress hurries away without asking her what she wanted to ...

Spirit watches as the waitress walks around, helping all in the quickly filling resturant. She sighed, leaning against the back of her red chair, examining each person who walked in. ...

~Madge Violet~ I watch as Fae flies away and mentally kick myself. Seriously, I needed to make some friends before Vlor and I murded each other. Fae seemed interesting, but ...

~Madge~ I rush through the forest, weaving through the trees while Vlorine flew above me. "Can you still she her," I yell up to him. Don't yell! You abanon the ...

~Mary Lotatski~ Hades, these people are all idiots. I think, flitting through my history book. They have no idea how hard life was back then. How smelly it was...how death ...

Sparkle! NOOOO!!!! Hmm...Er, sorry. I know my charecter is dead n'all but I just wrote a Hunger Games Fan-fic and woould love if you guys reviewed it! *Puppy dog eyes.* ...

~Madge Violet~ "That was amazing! I mean did you see me it was just-" Totally tree-tastic? You've said that about a million times with your "forest charm." "That much?" I ...

May be back. Name: Madge Violet Gender:Female. Age: 17 Race: Elven Appearance: Big violet eyes with long dark lashes. Her skin has a slight green tint to it, because her ...

When do we start?

Death...Debating it. ~Red Ferning~ The pain was searing through me, making my whole body num. "I-I totally w-was t-tryi-n to s-sav-e you." Why couldn't I talk? Frustration fights the pain ...

~Bliss~ "No. Uh-Uh. You do realize I can't sing OR dance right?" "Just do it. Do you want to die?" "No." I start dancing and clear my throat to start ...

Red Ferning I have no idea what possesed me to go out there and ask for an alliance. Honestly, I looked pathetic and totally forgot my knife. They could have ...

~Red Ferning~ I walked toward the Animal Kingdom, listening to the echoes of animal noises. My arm started to throb again and I whirl around. Why can't I do anything? ...

I'm sorry if this seems obsesive. I just can't let things go! ~Bliss~ " Just a little," Beau says, wiping a bit of paint off my face. "What do you ...

You stink. (Hammy.) Your unnesscary comments are very...not helping.