Name : Fortune Mary Zyne

Age : 16

Blood Type : O-

Date Of Birth(DOB) : November 9th 1890

Hair : Deep honey blond, wavy

Eyes : Grey

Skin : Pale

Father : Albert Zyne

Mother : Beatrice Murray Zyne

Occupation : Demon Hunter, Witch

Story : Born in the chilly month of November, Fortune was born known only as the Chosen One, by the small coven of witches called StarRiders. Born to a poor couple the small child was orphaned, and left by demons to freeze in the snowy mountain ranges of Transylvania. But a resurrected Dracula and his three brides were out hunting that very night. She was discovered byMarishkaand taken home to the castle where she spent a happy, yet rather lonely childhood. At age sixteen her home was attacked by a large creature taking on the form of a man, claiming her parents had made a deal that when she came of age, she would be his wife. Now Fortune must set out to discover her true purpose in life, and will stop anything that gets in her way.

Okay real name, Samantha, and I'm sixteen. Anyways, favorite movies of all time areThe League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, and Van Helsing. Ihave shortbrown hairwith brown eyes with glasses, and that is as muchof my appearance you're getting out of me. I'm a Catholic. I lovedrawing, daydreaming, singing,and writing. I don't like school,but then what kid in their right mind does? I have one good friend, named Leaha, who is a Wiccan,who has beautiful long red curly hair and brown eyes. She is bigger than me, but then most girls are, as my grandmother said, I am as thin as a twig. If any one uses this information against me I will never update on my stories again. Just kidding, Leaha always says I am quite a character, whatever that means. Well anyway with introductions made, then without further ado, goodbye and happy reading!

Signed,

Fortune Zyne.

A.K.A.

Samantha

If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't ignore it because the Bible says that "If you deny me, I will deny you in front of my father and the glory of Heaven."

Even when you cant see Him, GOD is there! if you believe in GOD put this in your profile.

You shalt paste this in your profile.

I am an individual. You will NEVER see me falling into the latest trend because everyone else is doing it. I will not follow mindlessly and become exactly like everyone else. Like the saying goes, "We are all born originals but so many of us die as copies." If you agree that being an original is a great thing copy and paste this into your profile and add your name to the list. Hiei-Riku-RubedoFAN,freakyanimegal456, Fortune Zyne

If you think there should be a prequel to Tales of Symphonia where Kratos is the main character, copy and paste this into your profile and add your name. SheenaFujiFilm, Penamesolen. Freakyanimegal456, Fortune Zyne

You know you live in 2009 when...

1.) You accidentally enter your password on a microwave.

2.) You haven't played Solitaire with real cards for years.

3.) You're shocked when you hear that people CAN actually survive without cable.

4.) The reason for not staying in touch with your friends is they don't have a screen name or MySpace.

6.) You'd rather look all over the house for the remote instead of just pushing the buttons on the TV.

7.) Your boss doesn't even have the ability to do your job.

8.) As you read this list you keep nodding and smiling.

9.) As you read this list you think about sending it to all your friends.

10.) And you were too busy to notice number 5.

11.) You scrolled back up to see if there was a number 5.

12.) Now you are laughing at yourself stupidly.

13.) Put this in your profile if you fell for that, and you know you did.

Month one

Mommy
I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy
today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy
I am okay.
I am in Jesus's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

If you're against abortion, re-post this and if you almost cried post this in your profile.

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(")_(") Copy and paste Bunny into your profile to help him gain world domination.

This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and read even if you don't.

A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t repost it?

Repost this if you truly believe in God

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Copy, paste and add your name if you agree: nina-neko, emotionless-robot, Evenstar606, Don-Jam, The Hidden Sith, Soulless Reader, Fortune Zyne

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If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't just ignore this, because in the Bible it says if you deny me, I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven.

If you believe in God, copy this into your profile.

God totally owns fanfiction, everyone on it, every thought concerning it, every thought otherwise in the world, every particle in the world and universe, Is and loving and amazingly forgiving (takes a dramatic gasp of air and continues) has power and wisdom beyond even our wildest dreams, and DOES EXIST . If you agree, please, do copy and paste.

We are Christians, not Catholics. We chose to put this in our profile because it is the founding creed of our faith. It was made before there were Catholics.

The Apostle's Creed:

I believe in God the Father, Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth.

And in Jesus Christ, his only begotten Son, our Lord.

Who was conceived by the Holy Ghost, born of the Virgin Mary;

Suffered under Pontius Pilate; was crucified, dead and buried: He descended into hell;

The third day he rose again from the dead;

He ascended into heaven, and sits at the right hand of God the Father Almighty;

From thence he shall come to judge the living and the dead.

I believe in the Holy Ghost.

I believe in the holy catholic church (catholic means united), the communion of saints,

The forgiveness of sins,

The resurrection of the body,

And the life everlasting. Amen.

If you believe every word, copy and paste this into your profile, and add your name to the list: thewayfaringstrangers, Fortune Zyne

Marth's story

Why do they call me gay?

I fell in love with a wonderful girl when my life wasn't a war.

Her name was Sheeda, and she was so beautiful.

I loved her very much, and I think she loved me back.

But then, she was killed, her last word was my name.

I cried until my eyes ran dry.

My sister and I were both in danger, she knew she was going to die, but she didn't tell me.

She simply gave me her tiara and said to remeber her. And then she left me like Sheeda did.

I wear it to remind myself of her, and I don't cut my hair as a sign of remeberance.

Yet even though I try to be a good man, everyone laughs at me.

They tease me for my sister's crown. They call me gay, or tease me for my name by calling me "Martha".

They treat me like a freak because they don't know my past.

Did I do something wrong?

Did I make them mad?

If I did, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry my hair isn't short like other boys.

I'm sorry that I'm sensitive because I don't want to turn bitter.

I'm sorry that I have my own identity, and that It's not good enough for you.

I'm sorry.

Lucas' story

Why do they call me a wuss?

I was brave, until my mother, who died and left my brother and I to fend for oursleves.

Animals were my only comfort. One of my best friends was a dog named Boney.

My life went up in flames when I was forced to kill the only person that I loved and cared about me.

I had to kill my own brother to save everyone. So now no one that I loved is left besides the creatures that cared about me.

Even though I try to be stronger, everyone hates me.

They tease me for the day I was with Ness, My only other friend. When Wario came and took him. I was scared and worried, and didn't know what to do.

I ran so I wouldn't have to see Ness leave me Like my Mother and Brother.

But now everyone calls me a wuss.

They call me a horrible word that I don't want to ever let come from my mouth.

They call me it because I don't want to fight.

Was I being a bad person?

Was there anything else I could do?

If there was, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that no one taught me to be brave.

I'm sorry no one loved me.

I'm sorry that the only thing I could do was run away.

I'm sorry that no one could help me to be the person you want me to be.

I'm sorry.

Roy's story

Why do they call me a clone?

I can't control what I do in a game.

I'm not the one who wanted to have it be this way.

I didn't want it like this!

If I had it how I wanted, no one would be hurt! The planet would never have fighting! Peace would be the only thing to spread! And I could be who I want to!

I wouldn't be forgotten.

I wouldn't be a copy.

I wouldn't be someone's puppet.

When I was somewhat cared about, was I not good enough?

When I was in a Super smash bros game, was I not doing my best?

If I wasn't I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I don't get a say in anything I do.

I'm sorry I'm just a play-thing to you.

I'm sorry I can't have one unique thing about me to please you.

I'm sorry

Meta knight's story

Why do they call me cold?

I used to open and friendly had a friend who treated me like a living being with feelings and a heart.

His Name was Jerca, and he saw something in me.

He cared about me and he felt like a brother to me. We were both in the army, and fought side by side.

But then, when true danger struck across our homeland, he was captured and I was left to feel like I was the cause of his death.

But then, he came back, and I was overly joyful. . .until I saw that our enemy had turned him into a monster.

I couldn't stand to see him like this.

I had to do the one thing that I swore I never wanted to do.

In no time, my sword had gone through his chest.

He gained some sense and while his heart pumped just a few more beats, he put something in my trembling glove. A locket, when I opened it, it was a picture of a baby. He breathed out that it was his son, his love for the baby was what set him free of the curse.

Then he died.

I didn't want that to ever happen to anyone I knew or cared about ever again. So I decided not to love anymore.

I don't want to be left hurting like that again.

Does that make me cold-hearted?

Does that mean you think I'm being mean?

If it does, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that you didn't know that when no one's around, I cry like a baby, wishing someone would hold me.

I'm sorry I was never shown not to feel this way.

I'm sorry that you don't understand, and that you don't look at me like Jerca did.

I'm sorry.

Bowser's story

Why? They call me evil.
They say I’m an evil witch.
And they make fun of me because I was raised by one.
Dark Magic makes me evil.
I use my kids to kill my enemy.
That makes me evil.
They think I hate humanity.
Truth is, it hurts.
It hurt that my parents died when I was a baby.
It hurts that the one I love loves someone else.
It hurts that I was raised by a witch that kidnapped babies.
That’s why I’m who I am.
They call me an idiot,
Because I can’t kill a plumber.
They never stop to consider
Maybe, just maybe, I don’t want to kill him.
Peach loves Mario, and I love Peach.
I can’t kill the happiness of the one I love.
I only try to knock him out.
Sometimes I lose it, and I do try to kill him.
But can you really blame me?

Samus's Story

Why do people just play as me for my looks?

Half of you didn't know I was a girl before brawl.

And I forgive most of you.

But not the ones who pair me up with EVERY. SINGLE. GUY.

I love the stories you write.

I'm just not that interested in guys.

I don't want to be "the girl with the big chest".

I want to be an example:

No matter how much damage you take,

You gotta keep on goin'.

They also say that I'm a .

I got news for you, I havn't had it easy.

I was orphaned when I was 3.

An evil dragon that killed my parents is coming for me next.

I was raised by the Chozo,

but they died out too.

Excuse me if I'm upset sometimes,

excuse me if I burst out every now and then

excuse me for being cautious with who I meet

I try to be nice as best I can

I'm sorry for how I look

I'm sorry for how I might act

I got news for you

I didn't get so many choices...

Peach's story

Why do they call me stupid?

I have the brains, I have been ruling my kingdom for years.

You call me stupid and yet you don't know a lot about me

I've been an orphaned child since I was a baby and yet I managed to lead my people.

Does that make me stupid and ditzy without a care for anyone's feelings?

I've been the only human in my kingdom for many years

Being the only one makes you feel lonely.

I'm not stupid enough to not know what feelings are.

It's not my fault I was born with this hair colour and I like this dress.

That's the way I am

That's my identity

I'm not some slut that goes for boys. I'm a princess and that's what I have been born to.

I'm sorry I don't like violence and don't defend myself when Bowser attacks

I'm sorry that I care for my people and I am willing to risk my freedom for them.

I'm sorry that you hate me and think I'm stupid for falling for a plumber

I'm sorry that I'm polite and friendly to everyone despite their natures

I'm sorry

Even though some characters aren't real, people treat them like trash. If you know that the stuff said about these characters in this poem is true, put this in your profile.

98% won't copy this because they've been eaten by giant fluffy teddy bears from outer space. The remaining percent just can't be bothered

TRUTH IS ABSOLUTE. None of this 'Well, it can be true for you, but not for me...' There is no way something can be false and true at the same time. Period. If you think something can be, it has radical implications, so watch out.

We believe that homosexuality is wrong. We do not hate homosexual persons, but hate the sexual act that homosexuals perform because we believe that it is morally wrong (in the same way, we do not hate adulterers but hate the act of adultery). We believe that homosexuality is a sin, causes harm to others and society in general, and it causes harm to ones self, body and soul.

We believe God defines marriage in the Bible between one man, and one woman.

We know that I will offend many people with my view on this, but I believe that silence on this issue is a form of acceptance or cowardice. We will never accept homosexual relationships and behavior, no matter what the majority, the government or the world says, because we must obey God rather than man.

Feel free to copy and past this onto your profile if you agree with us. (From My blue rose' profile.)

If you believe that life starts at the moment of conception and that abortion is therefore immoral, copy and paste this into your profile and add your name to the list: Obiwanlivesforever, thewayfaringstrangers, Fortune Zyne.

If you hear voices of the characters in your head while reading a book...copy and paste this on your profile.

Getting an abortion is killing someone who never got to live. Don't kill a life, save one. If you don't believe in abortions, copy and paste this into your profile.