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~Round Robin!!~
I think everybody knows the game now; just add a sentence corrisponding with the last person's.
Rules:
Just one sentence, please.
If you see that someone has posted but their comment hasn't shown up yet, please wait to post until you can see their sentence.
Please try to corrispond with the sentence above.
HAVE FUN!
I will start:
I listened to the far-off train whistle As I stared out my window.
submitted by Rose bud
(June 8, 2015 - 12:55 pm)
(June 8, 2015 - 12:55 pm)
(I'm on my Ipod, so I won't type the whole thing.)
Then the transformation begun, my feet turned into metal talons, my arms into metal wings, all the while screeching in pain.
(June 10, 2015 - 6:57 pm)
(Same with me)
I tried, I really tried, I couldn't help turning into a Phylatkoaij, I couldn't help killing those innocent tourists, It wasn't my fault, Yoltun was possessing me!
(June 11, 2015 - 6:21 pm)
I listened to the far-off train whistle as I stared out my window. My breath fogged up the glass as I thought of all the deaths that would occur... because of me. A ticking time bomb, ready to explode, they called me, they designed me to be.
It isn't my fault. I tried to clear my head, but death soared above me and entered my thoughts again. I couldn't escape that stupid corporation, I knew that. Everyone had given up, and scuttled away, hidden- my friends no longer meet my eyes now that the truth was out, now that they knew, and my family was sending me off to a boarding school to be rid of me.
I shook my head, trying to get rid of the thoughts, about the deaths I would cause, about the corporation, about my family... and about him. That man, who caused all this destrustion and made me... like this. As my anger and frustration rises, I feel the familiar feeling in my chest, like hot liquid being boiled; NO! I cry out, but it is too late. I feel my eyes glow, my hands shiver, and a wordless screech enters my mouth. Then the transformation began, my feet turned into metal talons, my arms into metal wings, all the while screeching in pain. I tried, I really tried. I couldn't help turning into a Phylatkoaij, I couldn't help killing those innocent tourists, It wasn't my fault, Yoltun was possessing me!
It was funny how it all played out, really; they came to see the ritual-house built for him, and he killed them. . . I killed them.
(June 11, 2015 - 7:40 pm)
I listened to the far-off train whistle as I stared out my window. My breath fogged up the glass as I thought of all the deaths that would occur... because of me. A ticking time bomb, ready to explode, they called me, they designed me to be.
It isn't my fault. I tried to clear my head, but death soared above me and entered my thoughts again. I couldn't escape that stupid corporation, I knew that. Everyone had given up, and scuttled away, hidden- my friends no longer meet my eyes now that the truth was out, now that they knew, and my family was sending me off to a boarding school to be rid of me.
I shook my head, trying to get rid of the thoughts, about the deaths I would cause, about the corporation, about my family... and about him. That man, who caused all this destrustion and made me... like this. As my anger and frustration rises, I feel the familiar feeling in my chest, like hot liquid being boiled; NO! I cry out, but it is too late. I feel my eyes glow, my hands shiver, and a wordless screech enters my mouth. Then the transformation began, my feet turned into metal talons, my arms into metal wings, all the while screeching in pain. I tried, I really tried. I couldn't help turning into a Phylatkoaij, I couldn't help killing those innocent tourists, It wasn't my fault, Yoltun was possessing me!
It was funny how it all played out, really; they came to see the ritual-house built for him, and he killed them. . . I killed them.
Now, I am fully Phylatkoaij; and more vunerable to Yoltun's control.
(June 12, 2015 - 1:46 pm)
(June 17, 2015 - 7:58 pm)
(June 30, 2015 - 7:10 pm)