

What's in a nameThey say you can't hear sound in space. This is true, most of the time, but at the moment...... Where are you, you blue-coloured scrapheap?! Could be heard throughout a distant part of the galaxy, as two jets made their way trough the stars. Despite being Earth-class vehicles, these two were anything but human. Come back here and face my magnificent wrath! One of them, coloured a dark blue, shouted. Forget it, Ego-clone, that Blue Bolt is well on his way to Cybertron by now, we're not going to catch him. The other, coloured Black and Purple, said, before transforming into a robotic humanoid. &nbWhat's in a name


Night Time RitualNight-time rituals.Night Time Ritual
Harris yawned, closing the door of his apartment behind him. He was exhausted. Working a full day at the office and working at the Sphere until the tiny hours... not to mention both of his bosses expected him to stand at their back and call all the time.... it wasn't surprising he skipped lunch quite often and was drinking more coffee then the rest off the Tecnoid staff combined. But now he could finally get some sleep..... Who am I kidding..... Harris muttered when that taught came across. Of course he wouldn't sleep. Sighing, he went to his small bathroom and took a shower. The warm jet of


You and Only YouIt's been a while, I'son...... Bleylock said, as he closed the door behind us. I just looked down. I just traded my own life for my son's.... who would lose the match and then.... well.... I haven't gotten that far. Corso was going to be pissed if he found out.... Don't you have anything to say? What do you want me to say, Bleylock? I hissed. He sighed, before shutting down the robots that flanked me, although they still held me in their grip, so I could barely move. Even before I could wonder why he did that, he kissed me. Deeply. Okay, this was unexpected. It had been over fifteen yearsYou and Only You


BotD: Gerald's story Ch 5It stopped. Finally, it stopped.... I opened my eyes and shook my head in order to clear it. Looking around at the mess those balls created, I picked one up and threw it. It came straight back at me at top-speed, but I snatched it in mid-air. Pretty clever trick, now it was time to get even. With that I prepared to go to my office and stop them. That's when it happened. At first it felt as if the air went denser, as breathing became harder then it should. Then my lungs started to burn, badly. I...I couldn't breathe. This air.... it was poison! My vision clouded over, as I looked at my clawed hands. A dense, green mist came from thBotD: Gerald's story Ch 5
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We do what we do because of who we are. If we did otherwise, we would not be ourselves.-Neil Gaiman's Sandman-
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We do what we do because of who we are. If we did otherwise, we would not be ourselves.-Neil Gaiman's Sandman-
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~It's time to change what i used to want to stay the same~
~It's time for a change, this girl no longer wants to feel this way, its out with old and in with a brand new Fa~
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~It's time to change what i used to want to stay the same~
~It's time for a change, this girl no longer wants to feel this way, its out with old and in with a brand new Fa~
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