Author has written 1 story for Pokémon, and Code Geass.
Hello, Hyperklathos is the name. I go by many other alias' of which I will not add here. I am a major fan of many a different subject and for the most part I will be writing fanfiction based around anime. I may or may not do other things but anime generally have holes that I can fill with my own imagination better.
I am from the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (LDS for short). A lot of people call us members: Mormons.
Holy cow, I can't believe that I've been on this website for FIVE WHOLE YEARS!! That's crazy, I don't think I have another's website I have that log of an account for. T.T I have a life I swear, I just don't use it very much. Anywho I just hought it was kind of cool to think of how long I'd been on this website and pat myself on the back, good job me!
Stories just one T-T
Pokémon Black 2 Lelouch of the Plasma: Set in an alternate version of Black 2, Lelouch of the Plasma follows the story of Lelouch as he and CC (Zekrom) lead what's left of Team Plasma in a gang war again Ghetsis, Proton, Team Rocket and many other villains.
Book 1 consists of four Parts or "Phases". Phase 1: I am Lelouch Vi Britannia, tells how Lelouch met Zekrom and received the power of King N. Phase 2: The Return of Plasma is where the fight between Team Plasma and Team Rocket starts to heat up and Team Plasma's Return to power. Phase 3: Gang Wars, starts at the Hight of the conflict between Team Rocket, White Plasma led by Lelouch, Black Plasma Led by Ghetsis and the Knights of the Round. Phase 4: Final Battle Nimbasa as the name states is the end of the first conflict.
Book 2: Six months after the Death of Lelouch, Team Plasma appears to be at the cusp of removing Team Rocket's presence from Unova and as they do other forces begin to stir. A new group called Team Phantom being led by a masked man calling himself Zero arises in Kalos looking to create a new world order, all the while an ancient evil begins to move. Who can stop all the madness and bring peace to the world?
Kinda sad stuff but stuff I was guilted into posting up here.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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?
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!
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 cryed post this in your profile
TRUE STORY: A teenage girl, about 17, named Diane, had gone to visit some friends one evening, and time passed quickly as each shared his/her 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 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 was waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection.
Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped around her; she felt 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 way 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 recogize 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 can identify him.
She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man have been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they can do for her.
She asked if they can 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 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
PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter what