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P.S. I have decided that I will be leaving FF.net for who knows how long. I'm going to put Wand Wars and 125th Hunger Games on GoogleDocs, for all to read. The links will be here. If they are removed, private message me on one of the websites below (not playlist). You guys rock! And I might put up Never Too Late as well. 125th Hunger Games will be the first story on GD, just so you know.
Thank you everyone who took the time to read my stories and review them. (Heck, on 150th HG SYOT I had 1.3k people visit it) So yeah. Thanks SOOOOO much.
125th Hunger Games: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1HFnbtcjZV8Kjazs5PeLJyKpoSRq4pc6B-mLH1-Slu0M/edit?pli=1
Favorite TV Shows/Web Shows:
P.S. Homophobia is gay.
Favorite Music: Skillet, 30 Seconds To Mars, Avril Lavigne, Papa Roach, Sum 41, My Chemical Romance, A Skylit Drive, Lifehouse, All Time Low, Breaking Benjamin, Linkin Park, Train, A Day To Remember, Lady GaGa, Paramore, P!nk, Foo Fighters, The Ataris, Forever The Sickest Kids, Superchick, etc
Favorite Songs: "Your Mistake" by A Skylit Drive, Anything by MCR, "Since U Been Gone" cover by A Day To Remember, "Just the Way You Are" cover by Pierce the Veil, "Over My Head" cover by A Day To Remember, Anything by Rise Against, "Creep" by Radiohead, "Smile, Smile, Smile" by Pinkie Pie, "Pinkie's Brew" from Friendship is Witchcraft, "Beauty In the Breakdown" by The Scene Aesthetic, "Girl's Not Grey" by AFI, etc.
150th Hunger Games: Finished. Been finished for a while actually.
17th Hunger Games: Finished.
39th Hunger Games: Finished.
Wand Wars: Probably gonna come around the end of the upcoming SYOT 125th Hunger Games. Multi-chapter Harry Potter crossover with The Hunger Games.
Saving Equestria (While Manetaining a Normal Life): A multi-chapter MLP:FiM fic I may post on here. P.S. The story will have them humanized and it will be a T or M rating, depending on how severe the violence will be.
The Unova Trainers: My collaboration with epically awesome Dixie123 (whom I know in real life)
125th Hunger Games: Another SYOT of mine. Coming out after the 39th Hunger Games. Start reserving your spots!
Never Too Late: What if Katniss and Peeta had never survived? What if the story was completely different? Told from the POVs of Foxface, Rue, the District 7 girl, and the District 8 girl.
150th Hunger Games-
17th Hunger Games-
39th Hunger Games-
125th Hunger Games-
Published: Hopefully 5/11/12
The Unova Trainers-
On permanent hiatus.
Where to find me:
A Very Potter Musical and A Very Potter Sequel Quotes:
"Girl, I ain't Cho Chang." -Lavender Brown
"Who the hell is Cedric Diggory?!" -Harry Potter
"It's going to be totally awesome!" -Draco Malfoy
"..and the other two can just go wherever the hell they want." -Dumbledore
"Hufflepuffs are particulary good finders!" "What the hell is a Hufflepuff?" -Cedric and Dumbledore
"OH MY GOD, Hermione, shut up." -Ron
"Snape is one of the kindest, bravest, gentlest, sexiest men I have ever met." -Dumbledore
"That's because Pigfarts is on Mars." -Malfoy
"Rumbleroar is the headmaster of Pigfarts. He's a lion who can talk." -Malfoy
"You need a rocketship. Do you have a rocketship Potter?" -Malfoy
"Rocketship Potter! Starkid Potter! Moonshoes Potter!" -Malfoy
"Come on, let's go watch Wizards of Waverly Place." -Malfoy
"Get me some Nasunex you slime." -Voldemort
"You can call me Voldemort. We're there, we've reached that point." -Voldemort
"When I rule the world, I'll plant flowers." -Quirrell
"I'll take you up to Winnipeg.. That's in Canada!" -Harry
"What? Beautiful? More like super-mega-foxy-awesome-hot!" -Harry
"So I was just offstage hanging out with Hagrid.." -Ron
"On a scale of one to ten, one being the ugliest and ten being the prettiest, I would give her an... eight." -Malfoy
"Not everyone's perfect, like me, that's why I'm holding out for a 10... because I'm worth it." -Malfoy
"Did you just say did he just say dragons?"
"I might just be killed tomorow by you!" "Why that's absuuurd!!" -Dumbledore and Snape
"Maybe it won't be that bad Harry. Maybe you'll just have to fight Musho from Mulan." -Ron
"I threw it on that magical walking chair ov- Oh crap." -Ron
"I just kill people who just try to get me to open up... OOPS!" -Voldemort
"Well, the good news is, if you are a good enough student, Rumbleroar lets you ride around on his back!" -Malfoy
"Accio Doublestuff." -Ron
"I'll give you my Gushers." "Oh oh no, I have a Fruit by the Foot." -Harry and Malfoy
"Ah! Ginger!" -Snape
"Oh my God, Umbridge stop texting me!" "*comes in all of a sudden* Did you get my text?" "Yes." "Well you didn't text me back." -Umbridge and Lucius
"Rule Number One: No boys... unless they're cute. Rule Number Two: No alcohol... unless there is enough to go around. Rule Number Three: No parties... unless Umbridge is invited!" -Umbridge
"I am Umbridge, hear me SMASH!" -Umbridge
"That's bulls* Snape! You can't disapparate inside of Hogwarts! *turns to audience* RIGHT?" "RIGHT!" "RIGHT! Dammit! *kicks Hermione*" -Umbridge and random audiance member
"Your sorting's not done yet. The Scarf of Sexual Preference!' "Metrosexual!"...
"My name is Draco Malfoy. I am, a racist. I despise gingers, and MudBloods. I hate gryffindor, and my parents work for the man that killed your parents. Do you want to be my friend?" -Malfoy
"You are not permitted to touch!" -Malfoy
If you believe in protecting animals and are against animal testings on stupid things like shampoo, copy and paste this into your profile while starting a petition at your school and/or neighborhood and/or state!
We all know or knew someone like this!!
One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books.I thought to myself, 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.' I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.' He looked at me and said, 'Hey thanks!' There was a big smile on his face.It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends. He said yes.We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.I stopped him and said, 'Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!' He just laughed and handed me half the books. Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.. When we were seniors we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation.I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak. Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great.He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous! Today was one of those days.I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!' He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. 'Thanks,' he said. As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began, 'Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach... but mostly your friends... I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.' I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. 'Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.' I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth. Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each others lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others. You now have two choices, you can :1) Put this on your profile or 2) Forget you read this and act like it didn't touch your heart. As you can see, I took choice number 1. 'Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.' There is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift.
How did I end up like this
Everybody hates me
Life is pointless
People dont care Copy and paste if you think suicide is a sad and terrible thing
96 percent of teens won't stand up for Christ. If you are one of the 4 percent that will, copy and paste this in your profile.
If you love God with all your heart. And are not afraid to show it, copy this into your profile.
This a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her in the ground while she was still alive. The murderer chanted, "Toma sota balcu" as he buried her. Now that you have read this chant you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you post this on your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded.
R.I.P.- Cedric Diggory, Sirius Black, Albus Dumbledore, Alastor Moody, Hedwig, Dobby, Colin Creevy, Nymphadora Tonks, Remus Lupin, and Fred Weasley. They will never be forgotten. If you love Harry Potter, copy this into your profile.
Ninety-eight percent of teenagers have tried smoking pot. If you're one of the two percent who hasn't, copy this and paste it in your profile.
One day a little kindergardener named Gabi was going on the bus for the first day of school. SHe looked on the bus and it appeared empty. "Well, i guess I get to pick which seat i want to sit in!" So she hopped to seat 1. She looked over and next to her was another kindergardener, balled up and scared out of her wits. "Hi!" said Gabi. "My name is Gabi. What's your name?" The little kindergardener unballed herself and got herself together. "My name is Abigail started to feel less afraid. "Do you want to be friends?" asked Gabi. Abigail thought that Gabi was far from shy. Gabi thought that Abigail was the most shy person she had ever met. "OK." said Abigail, and they were best friends ever since.
Soon as they went through the grades, they started a whole club of friends made up of Chaya, Emily, Cara, and Amanda, Abigail, and Gabi. But once they got into 5th grade, Abigail started hanging out with other kids, ones that were rude and heartless. One day at recess, Gabi, Chaya, Emily, and Amanda were sitting down, talking About Warriors. Cara was playing 4-square, and Abigail was with other people. Soon, the people Abigail was hanging out with started to make fun of Gabi, calling her names and such. Abigail just sat there, laughing with them. Gabi was hurt. One, they were making fun of her, and two, Abigail was with them. She felt betrayed. The other people in the club, now called FriendshipClan, noticed as well as Gabi that Abigail was slipping away. Abigail was what Gabi thought was a true friend. Her life will never be the same.
Copy and paste this into your profile if you've been that girl who was betrayed.
Also about six years ago in Indiana Carmen winstead was pushed down a sewer opening by five girls in her school,trying to embarrass her in front of her school during a fire drill.when she didn't submerge,the police were called.They went down and brought up 17-year-old Carmen Winstead's body,with her neck broken from hitting the ladder,then the concrete at the bottom.The girls told everyone she fell.They believed them.
FACT:About two months later,16-year-old David Gregory read this post and didn't re-post it.when he went to take a shower,he heard laughter,started freaking out,and he ran to his computer to re-post it.He said goodnight to his mom and went to sleep,but five hours later,his mom woke up in the middle of the night from a loud noise and David was gone.A few hours later,the police found him in the sewer,with a broken neck and the skin on his face peeled off.
Even google her name-you'll find this to be true.
If you don't re-post this saying "they hurt her" then Carmen will get you,either from a sewer,the toilet,the shower,or when you go to sleep,you'll wake up in the sewer,in the dark,then Carmen will come and kill you.
My name is Tiffany
I am 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 do a wrong
I can’t speak at all
Or else im locked up
All day long.
When im awake im all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren’t home
When my mommy does come home
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe ill just get
One whipping tonight.
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie’s bar.
I hear him curse
My name is called
I press myself
Against the wall
I try to hide
From his evil eyes
I’m so afraid now
I’m starting to cry
He finds me weeping
Calls me ugly words,
He says its my fault
He suffers at work.
He slaps and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And run to 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 to late
His face has been twisted
Into a unimaginable shape
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
O please God, have mercy!
O please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door
While i lay there motionless
Brawled on the floor
My name is tiffany
I am three,
Tonight my daddy
And you can help
Sickens me top the soul,
And if you read this
and don’t pass it on
I pray for your forgiveness
Because you would have to be
One heartless person
To not be effected
By this Poem
And because you are effected,
Do something about it!
So all i ask you to do
Is pass this on!
IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE
Please pass it on.
Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school
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.
Jesus had no servants, yet they called him Master...
He had no degree, yet they called him Teacher...
He had no medicine, yet they called him Healer...
He had no army, yet kings feared him...
He won no military battles, yet he conquered the World...
He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him...
He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today
Feel honored to serve such a leader who loves us...
If you believe in God and Jesus Christ his Son
then copy and paste this in your profile
If you ignore him, in the Holy Bible, Jesus says...
" If you deny me before man, I will deny you before my Father in Heaven..."
ATTENTION! READ THIS!!!
10 year old Warriors fan, Emmy Grace Cherry was a warrior fan and had warrior spirit. Emmy and her parents, Dana and Jimmy Cherry, were killed in a tornado in February 2007. On Wands and Worlds, a fantasy fiction forum, several fans agreed that she deserved a warrior name. One fan performed the ceremony and named her Brightspirit. Other fans agreed this was the perfect name. The Erins placed her along with her parents in the book Long Shadows as Brightspirit, Braveheart, and Shiningheart.
For people that hate stereotypes: If you think people should just shut up and stop, put this on your profile. (BOLD the ones you are.)
I'm into THEATER & ART, so I MUST be a homosexual
I'm a VIRGIN, so I MUST be a prude
I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.
I GOT A CAR FOR MY BIRTHDAY, so I MUST be a spoiled brat.
I'm a NUDIST, so I MUST want everyone to see my boobs.
I'm WELSH so I MUST love sheep
I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo.
I’m CANADIAN, so I MUST talk with a funny accent.
Her name was Auroura
She was only five
This is what happened
When she was alive
Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic
Her only friend was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair
She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound
Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endure
A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?
But she grabs her bear
And softly cry's
She loves her parents
But they want her to die
She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking," God, why? Why is
My life always sinking?"
Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did
Then one night
Her mom came home high
The poor child was hit and slapped
As hours went by
Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made
She thrust the blade
Right in her chest,
" You deserve to die
You worthless pest! "
The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying
Police showed up
At the small little house
They quickly barged in
Everything was as quiet as a mouse
One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Lying on the floor
It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms
If you hate child abuse then repost this on your profile.
The white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here." The black man turned around and stood up. He then said: "Listen sir...when I was
born I was BLACK, When I grew up I was BLACK, When I'm sick I'm BLACK, When I go in the sun I'm BLACK, When I'm cold I'm BLACK, When
I die I'll be BLACK. But you sir, When you're born you're PINK, When you grow up you're WHITE, When you're sick, you're GREEN, When you
go in the sun you turn RED, When you're cold you turn BLUE, And when you die you turn PURPLE. And you have the nerve to call me colored?"
The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away...
Post this on your profile if you hate racism
Too many people have smoked marijuana. If you haven't, write this to your profile.
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back."The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."
Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.
She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."
His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me."
"I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''
"OK" he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"
Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''
"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''
"My mommy loves white roses."
A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.
Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine.
And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Now you have 2 choices:
1) Repost this message, or
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
When you were 5, your mom gave you a ice cream cone. You thank her by yelling at her that it's the wrong kind.
-If YOU love your mom, re-post this and if you don't, you won't care if your mom dies, will you?-
Even when you can’t see him GOD is there! If you believe in GOD put this in your profile.
If you haven't and never will smoke, drink, (Like get drunk and do something stupid. Occasional wine and church wine is fine) and do drugs and are proud of it, (Which you are!) copy this into your profile
Even when you cant see Him, GOD is there! If you belive in GOD put this in your profile!
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?
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.
I'm a Christian and Proud of it!! If you are a Christian please copy & paste this and then add your name here: Riku's Music Lover, libithewolf, Spottedpaw13, justicelane2
If you truly believe in God, copy and paste this into your profile.
If Jesus is your savior, copy and paste this into your profile.
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped.
If you're against abortion, re-post this and if you almost cryed post this in your profile
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