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Treasure Planet II Chapter 24"Well! okay?" pirate laughed, and then his team.
He opened the locks on both cages and held hands two guys.
He again brought them into this huge hall.
"Now you know all about Jim. Remaining desire to communicate with her?"
"Once more," he said through clenched teeth
"Oh, how impudent! Oh well, not up to you, you forgive me .... Mary! Bring her here!"
Pirates took the girl by the hair and brought closer to the captain.
"I. .. think about what you said on the ship ... I have decided to forgive you!"
"Forgive? What you for?"
"Chchchchchch! Calm down, calm, I decided."
"I don't care!"
"Do not you want to save lives?"
Then pirates ruthlessly took Jim's hand, put in a very uncomfortable position, face down!
"Noooo! Do not touch him!"
Pirate tenderly watched her suffering.
"Well, it is good! What's the deal? SAY, ??I'll do anything!"
"No!" Jim said, but Mary was not listening
"Say, I'll do anything!" she cried
Pirate made ??very small gesture, and pirates face lifted Jim.
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"No!" she said
"What, do not like it, yes!" continued to mock pirate "Oh, my God, who we have here," a pirate took Jim's shirt and raised his hand just above himself (Jim was already connected) "Not really a famous James Hawkins, Treasure Hunter"
"Let her go," Jim said, his teeth
"Oh, what we daring" pirate laughed, "You know who she is? She's my daughter, if not yet understood, not just DAUGHTER pirates," he paused for a moment with a surprised face, and then there came his sly smile "you do not know, right? She did not tell you. Decided to hide it. ha-ha-ha! "
Pirate Jim dropped to the ground, but still firmly held.
"Well, I will give her the opportunity. Ability to speak."
Mary looked at her father already not so, her eyes were full of a sense of duty, shame, bewilderment and frustration in itself.
Pirate released Jim , but the other was captured. Then captured and Mary. And taken to a cell. More precisely, in two cells. They were very close to each o
Treasure Planet II Chapter Twenty - TwoChapter twenty-second
Jim flew to Nobul. He put cards in the hand and took hold of the steering wheel. He flew around the planet, examining it closely, and saw the light from one cave. He flew closer and heard some voices. He jumped off the boat, and went quietly to the voice of strangers. Tunnels was dark, but go not hit the wall it was possible. Then Jim came to the end of the tunnel and saw Mary, the captain, standing in front of her, and a bunch of dirty pirates and strange. First, Jim calmly walked into the light, looking away, but then stopped looking forward with the crazy eyes, stood and quietly tried to go back, he hid behind a wall, but then he saw something like a cave even less, but because it would be very convenient watch everything happening. He got there. He lay down and began to listen and watch.
Mary was on her knees, and frowned angrily looked at her father. He stood before her.
"Well, my dear, nobody expected that you run away, betray us," said with an expression he
Treasure Planet II Chapter Twenty - OneChapter Twenty-First
For all these Morph watched, he saw that Silver flies away, and without him, so immediately flew to Captain Amelia and Dr. Delbort.Morph quickly flew up to them and started trying to say something.
"What happened to Morph?" asked Doc, after Morph tugged at his ear.
"I think he wants to say something," came the captain.
Morph began to show variety shapes, thus saying that Jim departed, he is in danger, and Silver went after him, but they do not understand.
"I have always been bad with the solving of charades," said Delbort.
Morph sighed, but continued to do so.
Meanwhile, Mary was held captive by pirates. She was not afraid of them, she kept twitching, trying to beat them, or run away, but nothing came of it. Finally a ship arrived with them to some strange planet, the girl's face all the time was frowning. Approaching the planet from the spacecraft began to put out the mechanisms which put the ships easily and pleasantly on the water. The ship swam to a cave, one o
Treasure Planet II Chapter TwentiethChapter nineteen
Evening. Jim was standing a side of the ship and gazed thoughtfully into space. Silver was passing by and thought as if to support him. Finally he walked over to him and put his hand on his shoulder.
"Listen, Jim ..." tried to speak with him an old cyborg
Jim jerked his shoulder. Silver was surprised.
"Take it easy, lad!" said Silver
"What!" turned sharply to him, Jim "Take it easy! Do you realize what happened? She as killed!"
"But she will muddle through, is strong ..." said John
"No, she will not, I must do something ...!"
"You must not!"
"No, I must!"
"Why, lad, why?!"
"What's the Hell, I love her!"
Jim looked at him in such a piercing gaze, and Silver was surprised. Then Jim turned away and continued to look into space. Silver looked to the side, then on the floor, then to Jim.
"I understand how you feel, Jim, I have felt so" said Silver.
Jim turned and looked at him.
"Really. But then I lost a lot."
"I don't care," said Jim rudely, "I'll do my best to save her an
Treasure Planet II Chapter NineteenChapter nineteen
Jim heard that someone is running, turned around and rolled his head:
- Well, I said! Sit there! Mary!
- You see, I'm busy!
Jim gave her a gun.
-You know how to use it?
- Yeah! Experience is!
- What? What other experiences?
Mary turned sharply and stopped, loaded the gun and began firing into a pirate, who chased after her:
But the pirate did not think of giving up, he wriggled, but when the girl still got it in his heart, he fell a couple of seconds, then got up and rushed her to run away as if nothing had happened.
-What the hell you are!
She ran on, reloading the gun.
-Jiiiiiiiim! It does not work!
- Run here!
-I have an idea better!
Mary saw a rope hanging in front of her, grabbed it, made ??a circle and behind to back hit the pirate kicked! Then he jumped.
- Huh, not bad for the first time.
But there it was! From behind a very sharply and suddenly grabbed her very fat pirate. He immediately struck up her mouth with a handkerchief and
Treasure Planet II Chapter EighteenChapter Eighteen
- Ah! Pirates!
-What! Can't be!
- Quickly to places! - shouted the captain
To her held up a chest with the weapon. She began taking it in her arms and throwing her team members. All caught all the first time. The battle began.
-Delbort! By the gun!
The doctor ran to the gun, awkwardly sat in it and cried:
- For Science!
Then, without understanding, he looked at the unknown buttons, frowned, and began to shoot by clicking on the horrible. The captain deftly jumped from the bridge and pulled her sword out of its sheath and began to fight.
-Give us a girl!
-I want to save you! I must go to them!
Mary looked at him.
-You sit here and, hear, go nowhere, will not go away!
-I said don't move.
The girl looked at him with a frown, and then at him and smiled. Jim also smiled. Mary sighed, and looked him straight in the eye. Jim shook his head slightly, looking at this all down, and dramatically kissed her left ch
Treasure Planet II Chapter Seventeen
Here, Jim awoke in a cold sweat, suddenly jumped up slightly. He caught his breath a little from this horrible dream. Outside was dark night. Jim turned his head to the right, and immediately smiled. Mary slept quietly, turning her back on him. Mary slept quietly, turning her back on him. Jim got up and walked over to her:
- Hey, wake up!
She turned slightly:
And she turned back. Jim frowned slightly at first, and then, unexpectedly to her, picked her up.
-What are you doing? - sleepily she said.
-If you don't want to go myself, I'll carry you.
She rested her head on Jim's shoulder and closed her eyes. Jim has blossomed into a smile, even laugh wanted, but cleared his throat and made ??a serious expression on his face.
Jim stood quietly with her for the most comprehensive and high mast with the help of solar surfing. Jim put her right. Then he shouted to her:
-Open up your eyes! Hurry!
She lazily opened her eyelids, and have not regretted it. Her face liter
Anyway - MeetMeet
It was raining. Keith was standing right under the window and shouted Meryl:
- How don't ya understand! Now I do everything! Anything!
She stood in her room by the window and listened to it all. She wanted to forgive him, but she did not know whether it is right. But our story does not begin with this rainy evening. It started about three months ago, on a warm sunny spring day on the street.
As you understand, it was spring. Meryl sat on the grass beside the road, this little fenced-clearing and a low stone wall. She lay down on it and admired the sunset. Around her lay something. It was a skateboard. She tried to learn to skate on it. But it nothing happened, and she sat down to rest.
Keith just was walking, just like always. He liked to walk around spring evenings.Then he paused for a moment and saw the silhouette of a female near the fence. He walked silently and boldly sat down beside her. He saw around her skate and ask:
At first she was embarrassed.
- No. I'm just le
Imperial PropagandaIn a world where humans think they have all the answers, and believe they have the right to use power against each other, is it any wonder there are so many sad people? I may be a little crazy, but my firm belief is that humans should serve the Kitties. Have any kind of pet you want, and focus on making them happy, and saving them from starving or being abandon. If everyone just did that instead of trying to hurt/kill/maim each other, I think everyone would be a LOT happier.
Do not know thy selfYou never really know yourself, because there are endless situations you could be in; which you haven’t yet, or might not even experience. There are so many versions of you, so many variations that it would be an enormous presumption for you to think you know yourself completely, let alone others.
Relationships begin and end, they have their durations. So do you, in them. The you that starts off, is rarely the you that is left afterward. This is the same for most situations. We’re constantly growing into, and out of ourselves, hoping to stumble across someone in our same phase, to concrete our surreal reality.
Company strengthens our existence, it fortifies our beliefs and our thoughts, because we can share them.
Thoughts, internal monologuing, writing; these are ways to talk to ourselves, to be our own company. Company is essential, even when alone.
With so many distractions accessible, moreover –– unavoidable, there’s little time left for contemplation.
The Voice of the VoicelessThe Voice of the Voiceless
The voice of the voiceless,
will go to the person who can speak on camera.
A person who will put the message out for everyone.
The voice of the voiceless,
will go to the person who is fair.
The person who never uses bias to put there views on the air.
The voice of the voiceless,
will go to the person who doesn't use the follows as a trophy.
The person who cares about the follows and will do anything to make their voices heard.
The voice of the voiceless,
will go to the person who is a leader and not a follower.
A person who will raise the flag and not bring it down.
A leader is not a person who will back-stab the people,
This person will be a loyal leader.
A leader is always fair and balance.
A leader will not kill anyone,
This person will not be Hitler or Stalin.
This person will be Martin Luther King Jr or Mahatma Gandhi.
The leader needs to be good.
The leader needs to be sharp.
The leader needs to be open-minded.
Who will be the leader is anyone's guess,
Aletheia.I don't think anyone is telling the truth when they say, "I don't care what people think."
Even if they say it countless times; you can kind of see it, right? The flicker of their eyes, the way they leave your face for just a split second before focusing right back on the bridge of your nose. You can see it with the way their fingers clench, or how their voice stays as low as a murmur. The twitch of an eyebrow, the quiver of a voice, shaken up at just the right amount. And if you can't see it, then you can only sense it, feel it, beneath your rib cage and deep inside your chest.
"Of course you care what they think."
... Sometimes I wonder if maybe it's not even that. Maybe it's a battle between yourself. A matter of, 'do you feel comfortable in your own body?'. That sort of thing. The correct answer would be to say yes. To say, 'why wouldn't I be?' and fool the person, leaving them to move on to the next person on th
OCs Are ArtEach and every OC is a child.
Born and crafted from your mind to your will.
Like snowflakes each character is unique in their own way.
They may have similar traits yes. But that does not mean that they are overused or cliche.
They are unique and interesting in their own universe. A shy girl in one universe is completely different compared to a shy girl in a different universe. In fact they shouldn't even be compared!
It all depends on what the character is. There is no "typical" character. Each and every character is different in each and every universe. Those separate universes are a whole 'nother ball game out there, and the characters of those universes belong in their universe. If it's a Sci-fi themed universe or completely fantasy with dragons and such! If the character has a logical and not over done backstory I say let it be! After all in this day and age nearly everything has been done so it's impossible to make a character that ISN'T "cliche" or "overused" or "typical". So it'
To those who chose to play it safe.You know, the more I look around, the more I keep seeing people just deciding to just tuck their tails in between their legs. They keep thinking that the best way to go about this is to do the “mature” thing and “play it safe”. Always choosing to be quiet, always afraid that they may somehow offend someone but not caring who, always walking on eggshells, always holding it in, always falling back on comfortable yet lazy excuses like “it’s their company”, never willing to take the chance, and always passing up every opportunity to right the situation, but instead choosing to stick to their memories and just “move on”.
Being silent and reserved about this is not the way to go about this. This whole self-defeating attitude will send SEGA the message that we are not willing to provide any resistance and will provoke them to get away with doing even MORE of the fundamental mistakes that is tearing Sonic’s world apart. We have to be
Life Is But IronyWhen you learn the one thing you wish to possess the most will never be within your reach. The ones you wish to please will be the source of your dismay and the ones you try your best to make proud will be the most disappointed.
The harder we struggle the stronger gravity pulls us down and yet we accept these terms calling them tests or divine punishment. What is there to live for but endless pursing and torment. We are given scraps of delight which we are to consider the most expensive of treasures. For if there is no suffering, how can we learn the weight of joy?
If there is satisfaction with out the effort, what else do we live for? The dread will give us relief. The pain will give us the pleasure. We will always be in a world full of irony and discontent.
The more one is cursed, the more one is blessed.
No body really lays their dreams to rest. We will forever be haunted by the regret and guilt of so many things we've wasted. But the more there are burdens to live and costs to cond
LOVENothing else matters
Creativity is the path
Love is the ultimate
form of communication.
But it can be
Love is simplicity,
Love is small,
you cannot find it
in the big things.
Love is how wind passes
Through chimes or the
squeak of your porch swing
The amount of love
for a place depends on
the amount of time
spent in that place.
Love for people
is what they help
in that place,
what you discovered
to you, how it led
to the completeness
of your soul.
Nothing you buy
can complete you,
unless it is a means
What you read
cannot complete you
but what you learned
from that reading
can lead you to
discovering what is
hidden about yourself.
What you eat
cannot complete you,
it can only supply you
with energy and will
to further complete
and discover new mysteries.
What you watch
cannot complete you
but only give you
vague insight of
what you do not know
About what?About what?
Today I rode the subway. I was sitting. At the door stood a young girl. Why she got there? Maybe just was not the place, just maybe did not want to sit and ... who knows? Only she, and maybe she does not know. Why is her head is down? Maybe she's upset, and she was tired, or hurt her ... who knows? Only she said.What was she thinking? Nobody knows, but she. The most amazing thing she did not move for the time of the train. She stood there and did not move, as if she - a statue. Even more surprising was the fact that she was in the hands of a sprig of lilac. White lilacs. Why not? Someone gave her this, she tore it or to give to someone? Who knows? Only she said. All are different and so she is. Who is she? She is ..... me.
Parenting for Sex AddictsThe half-day.
We are not those folks that need an occasion to try. And that’s what they call it, too. Trying. As if the very idea of it is taxing. It’s not taxing and we are not those people.
No. We do not go by some magical calendar. Schedules aren’t really our thing in general. That’d be too organized. Too stuffy. Too… I don’t know… too planned. And we’re not the type of people whom plan.
If we could—plan—our lives would be much different. I think. It’s hard to say because this is how we’ve always been.
Our very togetherness is a result of impulse. I’m almost certain that the amount of time it took us to decide to move in together was significantly shorter than the amount of time it took us to remember each other’s names. We might have had our first conversation moments after that first… what I mean to say is we didn’t plan. Because planning would have been much t
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