Author has written 2 stories for Pitch Black / Riddick.
Hey my name is shadowoftheblackdeat, buuuuuut you should've already noticed.
I'm a 25 year old woman
I come from belgium and am tomboyish. I am one of the laziest persons you can find, I can stay in bed all day. I sit on my ass before the computer also almost all day and otherwise before the tv. Anyways I would like to write some stories but I have no clue on how to finish one(nasty habit I have) so if anyone has any ideas to help me pleeeeeeeeaaaaaassssssseeeeeeeee help me *pulls of big puppy eyes with a trembling lip.*
My likes: I like Naruto (the show), Bleach, chocolat, Chronicles of Riddick, Jurassic Park 1/2/3 and Jurassic world, Alien vs. Predator, reading stories (duh, otherwise I wouldn't be here, ne?), dragons and sleeping ALOT oh and the color black, jup jup.
Dislikes: I hate that FR Orochimaru (I think he's either gay or a pedophile... or both.), Sakura (somewhat) and PINK(it's okay to have a little bit of pink in your clothes or mixed with other colors but I had this one girl on my school who wore an outfit completely in PINK!! I mean COME ON PEOPLE! A little bit of PINK okay, but BEING PINK-Bright Pink at that- is something else entirely. Sadly I had class with her all day. By the time school was over I was officially traumitized for life. @_@)
Fav anime: Naruto, One Piece, Dragonball z, Yu-Gi-Oh, Bleach and Wolf's rain.
Fav movies: Chronicles of Riddick, Blade, Aliens VS Predator, Transformers, and most horror, adventure and science fiction movies.
Personality: I don't really know how to describe myself but here it goes; I am happy go lucky, I don't give a shit about what will happen later, I'm very lazy, sarcastic, sometimes I have moodswings, I'm childish, serious, caring, loyal to my friends no matter what they are or do or whatever and I'm laid back. Need to know more ask away ne.
Capt. Lennox: I need a credit card! Epps, where's your wallet?
Sgt. Epps: Pocket! [fires gun]
Lennox: Which pocket?"
Epps: My back pocket! [fires gun]
Lennox: You got ten back pockets!
Epps: Left cheek! Left cheek! Left cheek!
If you see me do not dread,
For very soon you shall be dead.
If you see me you will die,
Your heart will soon belong to I. (Don't remember where I got this from but it's an awesome poem. Whoever made it, I LOVE IT!)
Light thinks it travels faster than anything, but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds that darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it.
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
Sam Witwicky: Look, I can't be any clearer than how crystal clear I am being. It just stood up.
Sheriff: It just stood up? Wow. That's really neat. Okay, chiefie. Time to fill her up...
[hands Sam a container and a tissue]
Sheriff: And no drippy-drippy. What are you rolling? Whippets? Goof balls? A little wowie sauce with the boys?
Sam Witwicky: No, I'm not on any drugs!
Sheriff: What's these?
[shows Sam a bottle of pills]
Sheriff: Found it in your pocket. "Mojo". Is that what the kids are doing now, a little bit of Mojo...?
Sam Witwicky: Those are my dog's pain pills.
Ron Witwicky: You know, a Chihauhua. A little...
Sheriff: [annoyed] What was that?
Sam Witwicky: Hmm?
Sheriff: You eyeballing my piece, 50 Cent? You wanna go?
[leans over Sam]
Sheriff: Make something happen. Do it. 'Cause I promise you I will bust you up.
Sam Witwicky: [whispers] Are you on drugs?
Lennox: What the hell was that?
Epps: What are you talking about?
Lennox: What do you mean, what am I talking about? They shot at us!
Epps: F-22 pilots would never fly below buildings! That's alien... that ain't friendly!
Trent: You know, I thought I recognized you. You tried out for the football team last year, right?
Sam Witwicky: Oh, no, no, that... No. That, that wasn't like a real try-out. I was researching a book I was writing.
Trent: Oh, yeah?
Sam Witwicky: Yeah!
Trent: [grinning] Yeah? What's it about? Sucking at sports?
Sam Witwicky: [laughs a little] No, it's about the link between brain damage and football.
[Trent looks really angry, while Mikaela hides a smile]
Sam Witwicky: [nods head] No, it... it's a good book. Your friends will love it. You know, it's got mazes in it and, you know, little coloring areas, sections, pop-up pictures. It's... a lot of fun.
me know, me know and me like - me
My name is Sarah
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long
When I awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home.
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall.
I try and hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry.
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.
He's already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate.
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor.
My name is Sarah
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy,
It's never a childs fault. If you're against Child abuse please copy and paste this on your profile.
large pendulum-styled guillotine poll axes - Irgun's Weapons - For the story Two for One