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Author has written 13 stories for Hunger Games, Code Lyoko, Minecraft, and Misc. Books.
I may be PrincessLyoka, but I'm not your typical "princess."
Status Update: January 23, 2015 - My face when I spelled "January" "Junary." Like, fingers, can you not?
And I just realized Darkness vs. Light hit 800 views.
I haven't updated that story legit in over A YEAR and people still mob it. 97% of whats on there is my old style of writing that wasn't that good. I've actually been in the process of rewriting much of the first parts for a while, and...
let's say as I was rewriting it and adding additional chapters I hit 40,000 words. Or 82plus pages.
Okay, TO BE FAIR the font is Arial size 13 but I have NARROW margins on Word and just... wow...
If only writers' block wasn't hitting me on all sides.
January 11, 2015 - I almost wrote 2014 in the year part of the update. HAPPY LATE NEW YEARS!
Oh yeah, I do these so people know I'm alive. And I don't have a twitter either and don't intend to get one.
So... like my new avatar? She's supposed to be my online persona and the orange-haired fairy wasn't cutting it anymore. Too bright for my liking. "Dark much?" Maybe. "Vampiric." So, I might texture the fairy one differently to match this new one since I have a predilection for the wings but we'll be changing semesters in school soon so I won't have the availability of photoshop anymore.
Also, someone asked on The Pain of Respawn if I still hated sheep because of the 1.8 update and the addition of mutton. Though yea, one of the reasons I hate sheep is that they dropped only wool - and technically still do since I only play on Xbox which only recently updated close to 1.6/1.7 - the main reason I hate sheep is just THEY'RE FREAKISHLY ANNOYING!
Like, really, in an old world I used to play on (because an update glitched it), I domiciled in a villager's house which opened up to this meadow. No, it wasn't a plains, it was a HUGE, BEAUTIFUL MEADOW! And there were usually all sorts of animals in it to the point I had no need for a farm (except wheat, binged on bread). I mean, I called the world "Peaceful" for a reason.
Then one day I noticed how much sheep were appearing in my backyard, in a sense. Like, a lot, choking all the other animals to the point I swear the world hit mob limit. And they seemed to keep getting closer to my house for some reason. I could be in the basement for all I know and still hear stupid "Baaaaing" no matter where I was.
Eventually it just got so annoying that if I ever saw a big fluff ball of a white mob around my house I would kill that darn sheep and start yelling obscenities at its corpse. I even started using my wolf pack: I would make them all stand, punch the sheep, and soon it'd get bombarded by about seventeen dogs and die.
Yet as time progressed the whole mutual killing of the sheep spread further from "Peaceful"'s backyard to more of the open meadow, and forests, deserts, lands, mountains, and now other worlds. All worlds. If I saw a sheep, I'd kill it unless wool was needed and I made a farm for them... in a different chunk. The farm would usually just be made for a slaughter house: breed sheep, kill all the adults, wait until babies grow, repeat the process.
I liked it. I laughed. No, I still like to kill sheep and still laugh and yell at the remains whenever it happens. Maybe I don't hate sheep as much as I used to, but I've had enough baaaaaing for a lifetime. Murdering sheep in Minecraft has become a habit and a pleasure. Sometimes on my experimental worlds I create fun new ways to watch sheep suffer. I even have a special bow I work up to making I call "The Sheep Killer/Shooter" to make their bodies fly off cliffs on fire and die in one freaking shot.
Some would say I have a cruel pastime, but look at all these other YouTubers who have a lethal hatred for docile mobs. Sky hates squids. AntVenom hates cows. CavemanFilms hates bats. Ssundee hates villagers. We all got our reasons, whether we get irritated at them or find them equivalent to pests, but hatred is human nature.
At least I'm not killing real sheep for fun. Now that'd be a problem.
"A big problem indeed."
By the way, in Xbox, they still drop only wool when killed. If we ever get mutton, I will still hate sheep because THEY'RE ANNOYING AS HECK!
End of rant.
December 24, 2014 - We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year!
Good tidings, good chee- "SHUT UP" okay okay, jeez.
December 5, 2014 - I FINALLY BEAT FREAKING 2048! TOOK A YEAR BUT I DID IT!
November 22, 2014 - So this just happened:
So basically part 2 (3?) begins and someone just convinced you out of _ then your best friends lashes out on you calls you a brantcher. [Insert Sad Violin]
STOP SPOILING MY STORIES!
"JUST DIS ONE THOUGH!"
BUT IT'S ALWAYS THIS ONE!
"YOU'RE THE ONE TYPING!"
WHY ARE WE YELLING?
"I DON'T KNOW!"
...[Insert SOS message here]
November 16, 2014 - Posted this school project I had to do in August based on The Old Man and the Sea. Read "Manolin" and figure out for yourself why I got a 100% on it.
"Whilst everything else in Honors English doesn't get you a perfect."
Now you're making me look bad.
"You have scored a few perfections."
'Cause my teacher is really strict, that's why.
October 29, 2014 - Honestly I feel really bad, I didn't get to finish DvL Part VII. So I recently published another story I've been working on called Imprecise Reflections.
I'm going to spell "imprecise" "impercise" a lot. And I mean a lot.
As usual the first few chapters might not be my best, it's just how new stories go, but later on they'll get better. They always do. Also it will be in third person POV, which is still kinda new to me, so bear with me. 'Kay? Kay.
surprised vivian or brian haven't shown up ye-
'I told you.'
"NO I LUV UNICORNS!"
Vivian you're scaring me.
October 20, 2014 - ...
"It's been a very long time, hasn't it?"
About four months since my last story update.
"You've been very dormant, haven't you?"
Vivian, stop interrogating me.
You humor me.
'Do I ever humor you?'
"You're too mellow."
When you two are together you humor me, now SHUT THE FUDGE UP!
'Please don't hashtag.'
takes a breath* So anyways, what you more likely came for is an explanation why it seems I've been on a "hiatus" recently. I wouldn't call it a hiatus, I would call it being very busy and the best procrastinator in the world.
If you, dear readers, have been thinking I haven't been writing, you are 100% wrong. I cannot go a day without writing at least a sentence or my head will explode "Your head is always on the verge of blowing up", so why haven't I been updating?
My reason: I hate re-writing.
Okay, if you don't understand, let me tell you that over the summer I've been away from the computer a lot, so most of the things I wrote FanFiction related (mainly Darkness vs. Light) was done on paper. I love to scribe and I do it far more often than I type. Though I have the whole keyboard memorized I don't like going through my "rough drafts" and retyping them - it just makes me uneasy for some reason. So when I finish writing, I put the papers in an ordered folder and tell myself to type it up by Saturday.
...I've been telling myself that since August.
Vivian, please be quiet. We don't want Brian yelling. None of our ears need a drainage of blood. "Point taken. No more hashtagging."
'Thank you, God, thank you.'
I have written a couple of one-shots on my new laptop, which has a spunk that hasn't gotten old yet, so I'm able to type fluently. It's retyping that's preventing me from updating stories I write off-computer.
So the obvious answer would be to write solely on the new laptop, right?
Nah, my mind doesn't work like that.
I've gone through this before where I'll type up half of a chapter then the other half will bug my mind so much I'll be forced to scribe it, and we get back to the whole re-writing situation again. Plus, for some reason I've been feeling that I"m not as good as I writer as I used to be. I know for a fact my writing has improved from the last time I updated (not counting The Pain of Respawn, which was published the day before I'm typing this) and everyone says I am an amazing, astounding writer, it's part of me being an autistic savant, and writing is the only way to spit out my imagination before my brain bursts from my skullI guess its me constantly switching between 1st POV present tense and 3rd POV past tense a lot lately.
Which now means I should get on to what stories I am going to publish and/or continue.
All my Hunger Games stories are on hiatus, and that means one, because I lost the flow to One Last Chance (OLC).
The Herobrine Games (THeroG) is on hiatus for the same reason. Also, I did like the multi-POV in a single chapter. It is like a SYOT - hard to wrap your head around.
One's Survival Means Another's Death: the Aftermath (OSMAD:tA) is discontinued because first off it is conflicting with Darkness vs. Light. Second off I lost the incomplete last chapter (don't ask). And third off it was turning into one of those OC/Youtuber FanFics unintentionally and since the OC is 14 and the YouTubers are 20-24 (not sure), I am disgusted. Doing so, the prequel I had planned on writing will never be written. I will keep it up because why not.
Since I had prewritten a lot of Lyoka: A Girl's Connection to Lyoko (L:aGCtL or simply Lyoka), I will continue updating it. I will also continue writing it because I still have the flow and I don't want to abandon my namesake (not the character, but Code Lyoko stories in general), it just needs a little editing.
I am extremely excited to say that Darkness vs. Light (DvL) is out of hiatus. It is one of the two stories I've been writing on paper and pen for the last few months, and, I know this will sound weird, but this story feels like five or six mini stories all in one. In previous chapter-long author notes I've said I was reviving the story and reforming the plot. I have... sorta, but enough for me to write it. And noting that it is multi-POV, but not POV changes in one chapter, with characters with their own plot lines that eventually all tie together, it feels like I"m publishing different stories in one, so I might work on one "story" then flip to another. So I"m predicting the updating might be a bit weird for this one, because I don't want to, lets say OC 1 then another OC 1 chapter immediately after it. My plan is, per example (not true, but close enough), OC1, OC3, OC4, OC3, OC4, OC2, OC1, blahblahblah. There may be some exceptions.
So, I'm continuing DvL and Lyoka, but what about future stories?
I don't want to give out too much, however I plan on focusing mainly on the Minecraft fandom and Code Lyoko, possibly even Harry Potter, though I lost interest in the Hunger Games. No, "interest" isn't the right word. Ideas? I do have an SYOT idea but I may not work on that until next summer.
I will be making more one-shots with the similar style as The Eyes of the Endermen and The Pain of Respawn. These won't be a collection all in one, but I call these "Minecraftian Insights." If you end up reading them you'll understand why.
Only giving out the titles, I want to publish Welcome to MineZ, Imprecise Reflections, and Voiceless (one-shot). Welcome to MineZ (WtM) is the other FanFic I worked on via paper over the summer, or better said ever since January, but the beginning to needs editing and its on paper so who knows when that'll be coming out. When I get the time, I'll be working on it.
Stories I've planned but haven't begun (debated, unsure) are The Stampy Chronicles (MC FanFic), When I was Panem (HG FanFic), Tied to XANA (CL FanFic), and Harry Potter's Sister (HP FanFic).
Eventually I'll get to CCimCM, otherwise known as Characters Collide in my Conscious Mind, which will be this huge insane story about the craziness my mind and/or imagination and/or autism manifests. I'm serious, what happens in this head is total madness. Some of you should've assumed by what happens between me, Vivian, and Brian.
"You almost said Vivian, Brian, and I!"
Carry on. I can wait. I"m done anyways.
cheeks flush* Uhh...
K-Kay... I"m going to pass out anyways.
"No you're not."
'Well, signing off, Brian the unconscious subconscious.'
Who isn't sleeping.
Hello, PrincessLyoka here (pronounced "lee-oh-kah" just to get it out the way). I don't wanna reveal to much of myself because I've had experience when I did so and in the end it turned out extremely bad. I will say I'm a Christian teen girl who loves writing, reading, drawing, watching YouTube videos, listening to music, and singing (though I am thinking of writing songs). I want to be a creative writer, singer, or a computer animator when I'm grown. I have PDD-NOS and Aspergers', both forms of Autism, and I'm glad to be because it makes me who I am. My head "is a jungle" so I have lots of ideas that are very creative. I've been on FanFiction since mid-May 2013 and glad to be here posting FanFics that I write on my free time, though I still write my originals in notebooks. Very multi-taskful in a way where I can listen to a lecture and write something completely different in the end. I like Hunger Games, Code Lyoko, and Minecraft and write stories for all three topics. Other stories I like are The Books of Ember, Riley Bloom Books, Stranded, Lily B., The Giver Quartet, American Girl, and Magic Tree House (don't snicker, but you are allowed to and I won't be offended). Anyway, I'm getting into Harry Potter and eventually will get to write a FanFic for that because no one can deny that J.K. Rowling is awosome.
I've been writing since 1st grade, inspired by my first grade peers and re-inspired later by the 1st/4th grade teacher (she was both and my fav teacher) and have been writing ever since. Though many people may think that because I am partially PDD-NOS, I won't be able to linger on one topic and leave many stories unfinished. Well, it's true, partially. I find out how to get time for them and I have to figure out which ones can stick to me all of the way through. Though some may still be in progress and some on a minor hiatus (writers' block, the bane of my existence) they're still sticking to me. What I live by is "If it sticks to you, it's yours to continue" something I made up just now... hehe. And speaking of, I have a little sense of humor. See if you can catch it before it buzzes over your head!
I do not write stories Rated M, so do not expect those, but my FanFics might cross that line for like, a glimpse. That's why most of them are rated T. Besides, I read one once and the Half-King-at-Jummonville's-Glenn-like episode in a Hunger Games FF still gives me nightmares occasionally.
I do a mix of chapter stories and one-shots. I also participate in Gamemaker97's 75 Games: After the Mockingjay community project, which involves a bunch of other FanFictioners writing one-shots of future Hunger Games if the Mockingjay Rebellion failed. Go check us out!
I'm going to wrap up one of my stories soon so I have a lot less on my hands to update because I accidentally opened up a bunch of in-progress stories. My schedule depends, but I update as much as I can. But high school has started for me and, God, I never thought I'd hate English class.
I want to note that mean I write in present tense most of the time, but previous years of writing lead me to writing in past tense involuntarily, grammatically, unfortunately. I have been working on it recently and more or less I'm a first person present tense now, but sometimes I do mess up because of my third person past tense stories. Just a heads-up.
FYI, in my Hunger Games FanFictions, I don't really believe in Career Districts "doing trails" and "picking" their volunteers. I'm somewhat along those lines. District One picks the top ten males and top ten females the week before the reaping to fight their way to volunteer at the reaping, regardless of age. Whomever makes it to the stage first is the tribute. District Two has a training session the day before and of the reaping of how to fight off volunteers to make his/her way to the stage. However, only sixteen- to eighteen-year-olds can attend those classes. District Four gives recommendations of who could volunteer and forbids twelve- to sixteen-year-olds to volunteer (though some can break that rule). However, sometimes Four's citizens are wary and they don't always volunteers for people. All three do have practice rounds where fatalities could and CAN be present, but the most common injury is pretty much severely injured... if that made any sense.
I Hear Voices
Okay, I dunno if you've been following me for like, a long time, or if this is just your first time visiting my profile, but there's a lot of things to explain here.
That. Okay, reason being is that I have two subconsciouses. Almost like The Awesomer, but my Vivian and Brian appeared before I knew of her, so I DID NOT COPY HER.
"Our existence on FanFiction (and in her mind) was unintentional."
'You were unintentional.'
"You were unintentional."
'I am offended.'
BOTH OF YOU. Well, to express them they appear in bold, or if I'm typing in bold in unbolded fonts. Vivian in "quotation" marks and Brian in 'apostrophes'. Not always are they paragraphed.
Vivian appeared when I was lately eleven "I was first!" which may have been because I was going through a short-lived depression. I got over it when I just turned twelve, so she vanished.
"You were in hiding!"
In reminiscent, I based a character off of her, and gave her a "Brian," I guess you could say. The two were sometimes on my mind, just not really there. Vivian did come back when I started my FanFiction over a year ago. For a while, it was just me and her, which is why she's mostly only in my profile. It wasn't until a few months ago some of then things Vivian said I realized weren't actually her doing. She did some searching and 'pulled me from behind a tree.'
"Literally. Princess's mind is a jungle."
Brian was "in hiding" for a long. He doesn't talk much, only now because Vivian's forcing him to, because he isn't completely a subconscious. Or "conscious" subconscious, which I'll explain soon. I've mostly seen him in dreams, just never realized it until now. He was the fat kid who got stuck on the water slide, the talking elephant, the tree with blue leaves... my realm of my dreams has no logic. Vivian is more of my conscious subconscious based around the color violet and Brian is my unconscious subconscious based around the color blue, which is how I tell who is who. They can cross their borders between dreamscape and reality, but they don't do it often, except Brian. When I'm sleepy, usually in the morning of night, here crosses over to make sure I'm alright... I think. 'You think correctly, but I made that mistake when Vivian pulled me from behind that tree.' Well, it isn't much of a mistake. I had no idea I had more than Vivian-
"You kidding me?! You're a writer, each tree has an inhabitant or forty!"
Never mind. I'll end this here. You said you had an outro?
" 'our mission is to make sure the Princess is never alone. In or out of the real world. ' "
edit: the story came first, then the two. I was just too dumb to realize back then. Too lazy and personally doesn't want to revise that.
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."
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
Even when you can’t see him GOD is there! If you believe in GOD put this in your profile
When I say that 'I am a Christian', I am not shouting that 'I am clean living.'
I'm whispering 'I was lost, but now I'm found and forgiven.'
When you carry a Bible, the devil gets a headache.
66 of U Won't Repost This. But Remember The Bible Said – ‘Deny Jesus In Front Of Your Friends And I Will Deny You In Front Of My Father’. “Repost This If You’re Not Ashamed. Let God's Love Spread! :)
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.
PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter what, and if you stand up for him he will stand up for you
She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room.
She said,"How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right?When can I see him?"
The surgeon said,"I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it."
Sally said,"Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?"
The surgeon asked,"Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university."
Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair.
"Would you like a lock of his hair?" the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally.
The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the University for study. He said it might help somebody else. I said no at first, but Jimmy said,"
"Mom, I won't be using it after I die, so maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom."" She went on,"My Jimmy had a heart of gold.
Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could."
Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on
the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room.
She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.
It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said:
I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say 'I Love You'. I will
always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely,
that's okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys
do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know.
Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take
a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly.
And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw
Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom ?
I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important.
That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you.
God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'Where was He when I needed him ?'
God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children.
Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool ?
I have to give God His pen back now, He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm sure the food will be great.
Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone!
I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that?
Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.
If you would do this for your parents as well, please copy and paste the story this and add your name to the list: UniqueMelody, Crysteelia, DigiDestined of Balance, Jingo4754, Komada, Panda-kun77, Toby860,Ocean's Oracion, PrincessLyoka
Without God, our week would be:
Repost this if you are not ashamed of GOD.
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 soccer 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 soccer 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 soccer 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.) Post this on your profile.
2.) Forget you read this and act like it didn't touch your heart.
Teacher: Can you see God?
Teacher: Can you touch God?
Teacher: Then God is not real!
-A student raises her hand-
Student: Excuse me sir, but can you see your brain?
Student: Can you touch your brain?
Student: Okay, so you don't have a brain!
Re-post if you would stand up for God.
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
See that boy doing his homework in home room? Last night he Talked His friend out of suicide.
See that girl you just called fat? She is starving herself.
See that old man you made fun of cause of the ugly scars? He fought for our country.
See that young boy you had made fun of for always being sick? He has to walk home in the snow cause his family is too poor.
Re-Post this if you are against bullying. I bet 95% of you won't.
At age 8, your dad buys you an ice cream, your favorite flavor.
You thanked him by dripping it all over his lap.
When you were 9 years old, he paid for guitar lessons.
You thanked him by never even bothering to practice.
When you were 10 years old he drove you all day, from soccer to basketball to one birthday party after another.
You thanked him by jumping out of the car and never looking back.
When you were 11 years old, he took you and your friends to the movies.
You thanked him by asking to sit in a different row.
When you were 12 years old, he warned you not to watch certain TV shows.
You just waited until he left the house.
When you were 13, he suggested a haircut that was in fashion.
You thanked him by telling him he had no taste.
When you were 14, he paid for a month away at summer camp.
You thanked him by forgetting to write a single letter.
When you were 15, he came home from work, looking for a hug.
You gave him one by having your bedroom door locked.
When you were 16, he taught you how to drive his car.
You thanked him by taking it every chance you could. *CRASH!*
When you were 17, he was expecting an important call.
You just talked till midnight and never woke him up when the phone rang.
When you were 18, he cried at your high school graduation.
You thanked him by staying out partying until dawn.
When you were 19, he paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus carried your bags.
You thanked him by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends.
When you were 21, he helped to pay for your wedding, and he told you how deeply he loved you.
You told him the same thing by moving halfway across the country.
When you were 47, he was ill and needed you to take care of him.
You took care of him by reading about the burden parents become to their children.
And then, one day, he quietly died. And everything you never did came crashing down like thunder on your heart. If you love your dad, post this on your profile.
Your life would probably not be as harsh as theirs.
you stay up for 16 hours. we stay up for days on end.
you take a warm shower to help you wake up. we go a week without running water.
you complain of a 'headache' and call in sick. we get shot at as others are hit and we keep moving forward.
you talk about your buddies that aren't with you. we know we may never see any of ours again.
you complain about how hot it is. we wear our heavy gear, not daring to take off our helmet to wipe our forehead.
you get mad at your waiter for getting your order wrong. we don't get to eat today.
your mad that class got held over 5 minutes. we're told we will be held over an extra 2 months.
you roll your eyes when your baby cries. he gets a letter with pictures of his new baby and wonders if they'll ever meet.
if you don't copy and paste this, something bad will happen to you. we'll see just how conceited you really are.
copy and paste this if you support your country's (or any country's) troops.
Try Not To Cry...
Mommy...Johnny brought a gun to school,
He told his friends that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great, huge crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!
When I went to school that day,
I never said good-bye.
I'm sorry that I had to go, but Mommy, please don't cry.
When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another,
And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,
And please tell; my boyfriend, Leematode that he wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now,
And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best
Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest
Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,
And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass
Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one, though. deserves this.
But Mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.
And Mommy tell the doctors; I know that they really did try
I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.
But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest,
When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could.
Please listen to me if you would,
I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new,
I guess I'm not going with Daddy, on that trip to the new zoo.
I wanted to get married, I wanted to have twins,
I wanted to be an actress, I really wanted to live.
But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late,
Mommy, tell my Leematode, I'm sorry I to cancel the date.
I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know its true.
In Memory of The Columbine & Virginia Tech Students Who Were Lost...
Please if you would, DON'T smash this on the ground.
If you pass this on,
Maybe people will cry,
Just keep this in your heart,
For the people who didn't get to say "Good-bye".
Now you have 2 choices,
1.) Pass this on, and show people you care, repost as "Try Not To Cry"
2.) Don't send it, and you have just proven how cold-hearted you really are...
How I Came to FanFiction
Fall 2012, last year, there was very hard situation in my life. I'm not comfortable saying what it was, but it was mostly hard on me and it lingered for a long time. It lasted for a long time until the beginning of spring 2013 when it finally went away for a while. It was very hard for me during that time, for everyone, seeing me in pain like it was. I was no longer that jumpy, energetic, hyper girl anymore. People said I "dulled." One person called me emo, and that person doesn't know how much it hurt once I found out what that word meant. Everything, at first, was boiled up inside me, which made it worse. To everyone, if something wrong is going on in your life and only you know about it, tell someone. It will only be worse, it will only last longer if you do it by yourself.
Slowly in the New Year of 2013, it started to fade away, but I was still feeling hurt. I found a story on FanFiction around that time. People at school were talking about "FanFics" or "FanFictions" that I had no idea about. So I finally went on the website and found a story. I followed that story until the end, making links to latest chapter. Eventually I got bored of it and found another FanFic. I don't remember what story that was, but I know it was very popular Hunger Games SYOT (I could note from the amount of reviews). My computer history was erased by the time I tried remembering it later on, and the document I had the links on it was lost somewhere, so I don't recall the title. The first story is a "Code Lyoko" FanFic, which inspired me to write two of the Code Lyoko stories I have, both unfinished and one published even though I have many more chapters. That story was one of my first FanFictions I've read. Its called "Code Lyoko: Super Soldier" by Winter Coma. Its an excellent story, you should check it out. But I bet only Code Lyoko fans will understand it.
I began reading more and more FanFictions. I've been reading lots of them when the beginning of Spring of 2013 came around. By then, I was a lot better than I was before, even though it'll sometimes pop up at random moments and I become a wreck. I was reading lots of FanFictions by now. I quit one website I used to be all about for a number of reasons, one because it was stressing me out and, two because I wanted more time to read FanFictions since I have limited time on the computer. My dad once said, "If you keep reading those things you'll get eyestrain." At least someone said that, I think.
FanFiction went up on my fav websites list. Its tied with Youtube as #2, theres no #1 because it wouldn't be fair. I liked them both. But I spend more time on FanFictions.
I discovered a story that I had written, or started writing, before the beginning of the pain in my life. I found it sometime during that time and painstakingly read it. Then, I began to write it slowly, to take my mind off things. It was "Take a Chance 54th Hunger Games." It was on chapter 5 or 6 or 7 when I found it. I began writing on it more and more often, even more than I read FanFics, and when I went to FanFiction.net after the end of school, I thought, "Why can't I put my story on here? I enjoy reading the FanFiction authors stories, I bet many others will enjoy mine." It took a while to get settled, to persuade my parents because they were afraid people would steal my stories (because I write originals. It took a while to make them realize I'm posting FanFics that won't get published in the real literature world), until finally on June 7th, 2013, I got my FanFiction account with that annoying name stuck in my head "PrincessLyoka." I didn't want to space it for some reason.
I posted my stories and now you see me as I am today. Over a couple thousand have been hovering over my stories (yes, I counted the views), and I've gotten positive reviews. I got a friend of mine, his pen name is Arshar Browii, on FanFiction and he is focusing on Maplestory (that I know of). Another friend may be joining me too, and if she does, she might focus more on the Warrior Cat type of stories.
Below are the stories I've put on FanFiction so far!
Take a Chance 54th Hunger Games
: About 14-year-old Alanna Grace McLee from District Five being chosen for the 54th Hunger Games. She doesn't take vengeance but others want her to avenge her older brother, Aaron, who died in the 52nd Hunger Games. He was even so close to winning! Alanna still is sentimental when the subject is Aaron. Her little sister, Amy, want Alanna to come home, but will Alanna's decision she makes before the Games change that? (Completed, 32 Chapters total).
I heard vicious laughing somewhere. It was loud, as if it was right in my ears. I whipped around and may have smacked someone in the face. It felt like hard, yet burning wood. Then it exploded right on my hand and there was more colors and smoke than before. I could feel my hand on fire. Then it was touched.
One Last Chance
: sequel to "Take a Chance," however I'm not going to write the summary or an excerpt because that would be spoiling Take a Chance. Got a problem with that? "Yes" no dur you would. (In-Progress)
Originally Grace, Hopes, and Chances but changed the title because the old one became less appealing to me.
I will say that I planned for this story to be really long so the other ideas I had for this series would be a separate story, another sequel. However, so far the story is a lot shorter than I planned, so it will more likely just be a single sequel to Tac and not a prequel to another story.
Nickname: OLC (aka GH&C because I forget that I changed the name sometimes)
Quote from the Future: "NOO, DON'T TAKE HER! DON'T TAKE HER!" -Alanna Grace McLee
One-Shots of Victors and Victims
: A series of one-shots about different tributes from different Hunger Games. Were they victors, or did they become victims? Each one if different! #1: District 4: Lula. #2: District 11: Annala. #3: District 3: Nero. (#1#2 is up, I lost the rough draft of #3). I had written #4: District 1:Bright, but its on paper, and knowing me, when will it be finished typing up?
They're all separate stories because I feel like they should. Right now D4:L and D11:A are up. D1:B is still in the typing-up situation
(From D11 Annala) My mind swirled. I quickly grabbed the closet pack to me, a small black one that might have anything inside. A small ax that I could carry was nearby. I snatched it and ran with all my might. When I reached the jungle trees, I climbed them until I was about 30 or so feet in the air. I watched the bloodbath go on.
Nickname: O-SoV&V or D#: (tribute's first name's letter)
Lyoka: A Girl's Connection to Lyoko
Lyoka can't leave the supercomputer. Her codes are blocked and unusable, her parents are dead, XANA wants her dead, and the scientists that were trying to help her, including her Uncle Jac, suddenly go missing. She was left with Mr. Schaeffer, but now he had to stop communicating/help with her to keep her unknown from from men who want to him hurt. Lyoka blames JG, the mysterious girl that has trapped her on Lyoko for unknown reasons, for her situation. Things seem bleak for the girl. How could this happen when she was only nine-years-old?
"I've been working on it for a very long time. Two months ever since you nearly fell in the Digital Sea to XANA. I've decided to shut down the supercomputer, with me and Aelita in it."
"But no, you… you can't!" I stood up and pointed a finger upwards, as if at him "What about me, though?"
Nickname: L:aGCtL (however I often reference it just as "Lyoka").
Quote from the Future: I looked up and saw something very dark gray. Very dark gray, almost black. It was huge and floating, and for a second, I thought there was someone within it that was looking right back at me... Then I realized, it was. --Lyoka Vekayannataki
What Must It Be Like
: Lakeshi is a Capitol citizen who has always loved the Hunger Games. She sees the tributes as wonderful sacrifices to maintain peace between the Districts and the Capitol and has a huge lust to meet them. Finally, she does on the eve of the 53rd Hunger Games. Lakeshi meets District Twelve tribute Hope Ideally, who finally makes Lakeshi understand the truth of the Hunger Games and suffering tributes go though. (One-Shot, Completed).
"What is peace? What peace is in the constantly starving workers and children, crying from the pains of hunger, slowly withering away to death. Well, maybe the food in the Capitol is worth the price of being a tribute. Then again, being a tribute means dying quicker than suddenly slowly having your life expire of hunger that lasted for your entire life." Hope snickered. "It is the Hunger Games after all."
The Herobrine Games
: The City of Ways was in war with Herobrine for many years, and losing. To prevent them from becoming corpses in Herobrine's hands, the Herobrine Games began. 10 Chosens from 10-20 years of age are picked to fight Herobrine for a week, beginning on a solstice. However, not all the Chosens will survive. The 89th Herobrine Games aka the 45th Summer Solstice Herobrine Games have started. Who will win? (In-Progress)
: "Look them in the eye and fight them. Throw your fist at them. Rip off their heads, push them away. Don't kneel down to them anymore, don't throw your sword to the ground! Pick it up and draw the enemy's blood! Face your fears, don't run away!"
Nickname: THeroG (to avoid confusion over THG - The Hunger Games)
Quote from the Future: My feet touches the sandy ground and almost collapses, quivering. I hold tight onto Jacob, but he shoves me back to care for his little sweetheart, who is leaning upon him. For a fleeting second I got mad, but nervousness and fear for one of its rare times swarm me from head to toe. Shaking, I say no louder than even a murmur, "Where are we?" --Lilliana Thag, 15-year-old female
The Eyes of the Endermen
: The shortest one-shot I ever wrote, but its still good. About the endermen and the mystery surrounding it. Came up with the idea at camp and wrote it down in less than a half hour. (Completed, One-Shot, duhh!)
Too short for an except.
Stories with ties together:
Lyoka XANA'S Revenge (Haven't posted XR yet)
Disclaimer (because I'll forget in my stories): CL, CLE, Minecraft, and HG are not mine, just these FanFics I've written. "she is not Notch or Suzanne Collins or the French creators of that TV show" thank you for being kind "Your not welcome" what?
And now everything below here will be random and useless things nearly every FanFictioner puts on his or her profile. Enjoy!
1. Grab the nearest book to you, turn to page 81, Line 4.
fangs, and snarled claws hung from the ceiling. While Hagrid (Uhh..)
2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What can you touch?
3.What is the last thing you watched?
TV, Teen Titans; YouTube, JeromeASF's "Ice Skating" Hunger Games video.
4.Without looking, guess what time it is.
5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?
9:09pm… off by a minute
6.With the exception of the computer what else can you hear?
Door downstairs slamming, or is that the car?
7.When did you last step outside? What were you doing?
Last Friday, yesterday, around 3-ish, going inside after getting off the bus. LOL.
8.Before you started this survey what did you look at?
Myself in the mirror. I just washed up and my hair is a curly afro. GOML.
9.What are you wearing?
Bobby Jack PJs and a Hawks' Team T-Shirt. I should be in bed right now. NOT.
10. Did you dream last night?
Yes. It was about doctors in a futuristic laboratory injected munched-up pears into someone's vein. Said it would cure "The Vampire's Illness." My dreams have no logic.
11. When did you last laugh?
When I saw the creepy boy in my backyard holding an inflatable alien.
12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?
So many things that if I typed it all it it'd be midnight. Well my walls are an obnoxious orange and has been since I was three! Thank you 4 million posters, giant bed, two bookshelves, and family laziness.
13. Seen anything weird lately?
A couple. Thursday a little boy walked into my backyard with a giant, inflatable green alien thing, stopped, and stared at me intensely from my window. I FREAKED and was like to my brother "Is this one of your creepy friends?" Friday, some person in a black body suit from literal head to toe was strutting down the hallway at school. I thought I was going crazy.
14. What do you think of this quiz?
A bit interesting...
15. What is the last film you saw?
A part of Honey, I Blew Up the Baby. After seeing the giant toddler crying, I left the room.
16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight. What would you buy?
A new computer, because this one is literally dying, and Minecraft on the PC, because I WANT IT!
17. Tell me something about you that I don't know.
Since I was like, what, eleven, I have a subconscious I want to name Vivian but she doesn't like the name because it came from a FanFic where the Vivian character was evil, even though she is much like the character in an original I'm writing named Vivian and is heck lot nicer. "SHE RIDES SPIDERS AND MAKES THEM ATTACK PEOPLE!" For that, you're Vivian.
18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?
They all involve politics going away and the world becoming peaceful and non-stereotypical.
19. Do you like to dance?
When nobody is watching and I'm not facing a mirror.
21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?
Lora, Lilliana, Dawnlyn, Hannah, Dabby, Alanna, Alli, Carol. That's all from FanFics I'm writing except the first and last.
22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?
Again, character names: Spencer, Connor, Justin, Aiden, Riccy, Lyoko (I'm serious).
These were copied from PinkyPops12:
(Be honest no matter what)
1. Have you been asked out?
2. Where did you get your default picture?
The girl came from Fantage, the background a mistake from Pizap, and the text from Pizap. I made it.
3. What’s your middle name?
Keeping my identity as secret as possible, it starts with a K and is from The Lion King.
4. Your current relationship status?
Single, with multiple crushes. I'M VERY CONFUSED! "I know."
5. Does your crush like you back?
None even know I like them so...
6. What’s your current mood?
In shock because my mom turned on the hair drier when I didn't notice.
7. What colour shirt are you wearing?
Gray with a red hawk on it.
8. Missing something?
A lot of things. I loose a lot of things.
9. What gender are you?
From the girl on my profile picture, the pen name "PrincessLyoka," and that most of my main characters are girls, I'll say: WHADAYA THINK, I'M A FEMALE!
10. IF you could back in time and change something, what would you change?
Me watching that Herobrine YouTube video because IT SCARED THE LIVING HECK OUTTA ME!
11. If you must be an animal for one day, what would you be?
Chameleon, so I can blend in with my surroundings.
12. Ever had a near death experience?
Several, one involving fireworks exploding on ground level a few yards from me. I left unscathed.
13. Something you do a lot?
Read, write, sing, go on FanFiction, watch YouTube, play Minecraft Xbox- "they don't have to know everything." GET BUGGED BY Vivian! "Don't call me that!"
14. The song stuck in your head?
Frou Frou's "Let Go" song, don't know why I listened to it in the first place.
15. Who did you copy this from?
16. Name someone with the same birthday as you.
Ironically, one of my crushes who sits RIGHT NEXT TO ME IN LANGUAGE ARTS CLASS AND HE NEVER NOTICES ME!
17. When was the last time you cried?
Getting scared over that Herobrine video's ending, which I'm NEVER watching again!
18. Have you ever sung in front of a large audience?
Yes, in seventh grade. I got a standing ovation but my stage fright made me stare at the ceiling.
19. If you could have one super power, what would it be?
Control electricity so I stop getting shocked!
20. What’s the first thing you notice about the opposite gender?
They seem to cuss… a lot.
21. What do you usually order from Starbucks?
I don't like coffee, I don't like Starbucks. Enough said.
22. What’s your biggest secret?
I have autism, two kinds, but I use it to my advantage.
23. Favorite color?
Cerulean Blue, Deep Pink, and Purple.
24. Do you still watch kiddie shows?
No, but my little brother does. And he's ten.
25. What are you?
Alive. Why not?
26. Do you speak any other language?
Mostly Spanish, but other random languages as well, including Gibberish.
27. What’s your favorite smell?
Anything that doesn't smell like anes oil.
28. Describe your life in one word, what would it be?
29. Have you ever kissed in the rain?
I've never kissed someone outside of my house, so this question is illegible.
30. What are you thinking of right now?
31. What should you be doing?
Well, it's past 9 o' clock, so I should be getting off my computer. NOT.
32. Who was the last person that made you upset/angry?
I think my little brother, or my parents. Either or.
33. Do you like working in the yard?
I hate it.
34. If you could have any last name in the world, what would you want?
I like my surname.
35. Who last made you cry?
My little brother. He threw a basketball in the face.
Type your name with your knuckles: PrincdwswL:yloka
Type your name with your nose: Not doing it.
Type your name with your elbow: ;frgtkin mcfde3swsw
Type your name with your eyes closed: PrincessLyoka
"I will never understand that third one." I don't either.
-Name your favorite youtubers in order-
1 wakes you up in the middle of the night
Me: *screams* OH MY GOD ITS WOOFLESS PLEASE DON’T WAKE ME UP!
Rob: *looks around* I have no idea where the heck I am.
3 walks into the bathroom while you’re showering
Me: *whilst covering self* Stampy, I thought you were child appropriate!
Stampy: Wait, you’re not Lee… sorry.
Vivian: *with giant spider* GET OUT OF HERE YOU STUPID BRITISH PERSON!
Stampy: No, not the googlies! *runs*
Me: What was that for!
Vivian: I don’t like British boys.
4 announces that he/she is going to marry 9 tomorrow
Sky: *carrying a thrashing Mitch* I’m going to marry Mitchy tomorrow!
Mitch: NO! I WON’T MARRY YOU! I WAS JOKING! NO!
Sky: *blushing* And that’s why I love you.
5 cooks you dinner
Me: Uhh, what is this?
2 gets in the hospital somehow
Me: *staring at mummified AntVenom* Doctor, how did this happen?
Doctor: Witnesses say he was about to slay a cow that was bugging him when the herd ran him over.
Brian: *slaps himself*
Me: Knew that was going to happen one day.
10 ignores you for hours
Me: Dan, hey, hey DanTDM. Hey.
Me: Why won’t he listen to me?
Vivian: I got an idea. *mounts giant spider*
Me and Brian: NO, DON’T DO IT!
Vivian: Go spidey!
TDM: *turns around* AHH!
Two serial killers are hunting you down. What does 6 do?
Jerome: Don’t worry. *Pulls out Betty* DON’T MESS WITH HER!
Killers: *pulls off masks revealed to be Joseph and Joe-Seff*
Jerome: oh, uh, are you my lost brothers?
You manage to break your leg on vacation with 6. What do they do?
Jerome: I still can’t believe you thought Joseph and Joe-Seff were gonna kill you. They’re really nice.
Me: *in pain* They are…human hating… psychopaths… take me to the hospital.
Jerome: They’re not psycopaths!
Me: Just… help me.
Jerome: No! Not if you insult my friends. *runs away*
It’s your birthday. What does 9 get you?
Sky: *hands me a sack of gold/butter ruefully*
Me: Aww, tha-
Sky: *takes it back* My precious.
You’re stuck in a house that’s on fire. What does 3 do?
Stampy: oh no! A fire! Quick, to the Beat the Heat firestation!
Me: I’m screwed, his lovely world is miles away.
You’re about to do something that’ll make you really embarrassed. What does 5 do?
Jordan: Can I record this?
Vivian: *on giant spider* If you do you’ll be breakfast.
You’re about to marry 10. What’s one’s reaction?
Rob: Why’d you pick the British man? What about the Canadians?
Vivian: Yeah, whats with you and British boys?
Me: We need to discuss your hatred for foreign people .
You get dumped by someone. How does 7 cheer you up?
Bodil: *unceasing dolphin laugh*
Me: *laughing* why… is… this… contagious?!
You can’t stop laughing. What does 10 do?
TDM: Trayaurus, quick, take her to the Anti-Laughing Machine 9001!
Me: *being dragged away* that… name… is… so… ridiculous!
1 is all you’ve ever dreamed about. Why?
Vivian: She has some sort of thing for foreign youtubers.
Me: Can you stop revealing my personal life?
2 tells you of their deeply hidden love for 9
Me: I am NOT shipping SkyAnt.
You’re dating 3 and he/she introduces you to their parents. Would you get along?
Me: Hey Stamps, before we meet your mum and dad, are they cats?
Me: Then I should say I’m cynophobic.
Vivian: that’s fear of dogs.
Me: The internet wouldn’t give me better options.
Will 5 and 6 ever kiss?
Me: If it were an accident
6 appears to be a player, breaking many hearts. What is your reaction?
Me: Jerome's probably trying to cover his love for Mitch. Though I’d never say that.
You get a haircut and 7 can’t stop staring at you. What do you do?
Me: ALRIGHT BODIL, WHATS UP?!
Bodil: *unceasing dolphin laugh*
Me: No not… again, AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAH
8 thinks they can never get a boyfriend/girlfriend. How do you comfort them?
Me: Just animate a love story and show it to your crush. Then vala!
Me: ehh… sure.
9 is too shy to confess their feelings to you, so they send you via email. What is your reaction?
Me: *sends via email* oh, alright.
Vivian: should I get the spider?
Me and Vivian: PLZ DON’T YELL!
You spot 10 kissing 1. What is your reaction?
Me: Dan, I thought you were married…
You notice 3 and 4 have been in a hotel room for more than a few hours. What do you think they’re doing?
Me: *Waltz into room.*
Stampy: NO, I DON’T WANNA PLAY THE HUNGER GAMES! I JUST WANT CAKE!
Mitch: JEROME, WHY DID YOU DYE YOUR FUR ORANGE
Me: Vivian get the giant spider.
Could 1 and 6 be soul mates?
Me: Joofless? No.
Would 5 trust 2?
Me: Yeah, but not in PvP
4 is bored and pokes 10. What happens?
Seth: "You need something, Stampy?"
Stampy: "No, I was- can you make something that'll create cake automatically?"
3 and 1 are forced to go back to school together. What study do they pick?
Me: "Computer class, so they could fix their computers' and stop them from lagging and twirly mouse."
6 and 3 cooked something together, what would it be?
Me: *stares at fighting Jordan and Jerome and sees a slime and raw fish on the ground with a burning wooden axe.* "I'll assume things went from supportive to trolly."
7 and 9 apply for a job together. What is it?
Me: Official Trolls Incorporated
8 gives 6 a haircut. Is it good?
Jerome: *See's all fur shaved off* Slama, seriously, I'm naked!
Slama: This is so going to get animated.
You catch 6 watching the video that 5 took earlier, how do you react?
Jerome: Jordan! YOU KILLED MY BRETHERIN
Jordan: Hide me.
10 gets a daughter
Me: Expected, he’s married. So, whats her name?
What do 6 and 8 have in common?
Me: No idea.
Vivian: You can come up withsome-
Me: FINE THEY’RE BOTH MALES! GET OVER IT!
7 is the slave of 4 for life. What does 4 order 7 to do first?
Mitch: This is for the scare prank! You are not allowed to laugh ever again!
Bodil: *unceasing dolphin laugh*
Mitch: ARGH! Fine! You’re free!
8 and 2 are about to die. You can only save one of them, which one?
Me: I’m sorry Slama but I like Ant better. *gives Ant last health potion*
Slama: I’ll kill you in your sleep.
Me: You’re already dead.
Number 7 suddenly confessed to be part of your family?
Me: You’re trolling me, right? Plz be lie.
Bodil: Nope. *unceasing dolphin laugh*
Me: No! I’m… part… BulgariAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH
If Skydoesminecraft became a squid- "Chaos"
If AntVenom became a cow- "er..."
If CavemanFilms became a bat- "I've lost my mind"
If Bashur became a melon- "He already is a melon"
If MinecraftUniverse became a pig- "Then he'd wouldn't be Jason but Jeffery"
If- "ENUFF! You already broke my BRIAN!" You mean brain? "YES, NO, maybe SO"
I hate Minecraft SHEEP and SLIMES and GHAST. "If you became any of those things..." er... banish myself to the nether "But ghast are already in the nether-" Now you broke MY brian.
Favorite Districts in Panem: 3, 4, 5, and 11.
Favorite Character in Hunger Games Saga: Rue
Hated Character in Hunger Games Saga: Effie, because I do, and Marvel- HE FREAKING KILLED RUE!
Preferred Weapon if in Hunger Games: Spears or Knives.
Skills if in Hunger Games: climbing, hiding, not having to run often.
Preferred Arena: A place with MANY trees
Favorite Places to find in Minecraft: NPC Villages and strange cave systems
Favorite MC Youtubers: AntVenom and CavemanFilms
Mobs hated in Minecraft: Sheep (they only drop wool), Slimes (the worst mob except creepers), Ghast (scary noises, shoots fireballs at you when you least expect it!)
Do I say "Budder": Yes, because my brother got me into it and it won't go away
What version of Minecraft do I Play: Xbox Edition
"I may not be pretty, but I am still me. I know what most people say and think about me are untrue because they've only looked at the outside and ignored the qualities of the real me. The world of today looks for hot, pretty, sexy, handsome, cool, and rich people. They shun the poor, ignore the crying, and taunt the ugly. They crave for 'normal' when there really is no normal. People try to be others, they idolize the others, but its wrong. You can only be you, not someone else. You can't change yourself to make others happy. Even if it does work, those people never accept you for who you were. Sometimes you have to sing out your talents to let people know who the real you is. I know I did, and it worked. So, what are you waiting for?"
"Some things are snowflakes. They're perfect when they arrive but once you touch it, it becomes a dot of water. Some things must stay snowflakes and should never become a dot of water in your hand."
"Look them in the eye and fight them. Throw your fist at them. Rip off their heads, push them away. Don't kneel down to them anymore, don't throw your sword to the ground! Pick it up and draw the enemy's blood! Face your fears, don't run away!"
-Markelly Thersome in "The Herobrine Games" (Technically still PrincessLyoka).
you are allowed to copy and paste this onto your profile if you agree.
Reviews are what FanFiction authors depend on! They hate it when they get like over a thousand views but 3 reviews. Take your freaking "watch the language" time and type something up! It doesn't take long unless you have a lot to say, and thats awosome (a private joke me and my brother share)! That review could save a writer from losing his/her talent! Those without reviews think that nobody cares about their story so they stop! Join the review revolution! Copy and paste this on your profile!
Things PrincessLyoka Say
Get (...) heads ripped off! "You've been exposed to too much violence" Coming from you.
I hate you... I'm joking! "for no reason at all"
Call me PrincessLyoka "I am"
Shut (people laugh when I say that)
Don't (Mostly to my family...)
Lizzy, why do you love "coughcoughadorecough" the one's that are B-A-D? (City of Ember reference)
You know, Peeta was on fire too "Everyone is neglecting that!" (Hunger Games reference)
Slender Games! (Youtube video reference)
Would you rather be tied to a ticking time bomb with your worse enemy or be thrown off a cliff by the person you love? "None." NOT AN OPTION!
Ep-pic FAIL! DON, DONNONDONDONDON!
I hate football (often response by others: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!) "This is what you get for living in-"
Effie/Marvel, I hate you! (Hunger Games reference)
(no so happily) Woo!
Do no touch (not a typo)
I worry about you sometimes. "I worry about you sometimes"
LOGIC HAS BEEN LOST!
If you don't get Twilight or never read it because everyone else says it sucks, copy and paste this on your profile.
If you laughed while reading this, copy and paste this on your profile.
If you hate how you want a Minecraft Youtuber adventure but keep finding the stupid boyxboy romance stuff, copy and paste this on your profile.
If you ever licked your brother, copy and paste this on your brother "uhh... eww."
If you have a mean, interrupting, and stupid subconscious, copy and paste this on your profile. "Now listen..." NO.
If you ever said "FanFic", copy and paste this on your profile.
"If you like me, copy and paste-" NO "I tried." Yea, and you failed. Oh, if you hate the subconscious voice who somehow gets into my or your own profile, copy and paste this on your profile. "*gets metal bat*" you don't have arms, or hands, you are just a voice "darnit."
If you hate cussing but okay with hearing or reading any of it below the F word, copy and past this on your profile.
If you copy and pasted something on your profile, copy and paste this on your profile so others can copy and paste this on their profile "Grammar correction" oh no "It isn't 'their' its... oh, it is for once." HAHAHAHAHAHA
I HATE those creepy things like Carmen Winstead and blah blah blah. Yes, they are scary, and I was scared too, but I realized: HOW WOULD AN EVIL GHOST KILL YOU BY GOING ON THE COMPUTER!?!? DOES IT HAVE A FANFICTION?! HOW DOES IT FIND OUT WHERE YOU LIVE?!?! So, ignore it! Add your name to the list and copy and paste this onto your profile if you hate them too! AwkwardCutness; PrincessLyoka; ADD YOURSELF TO THE LIST!
I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that people call weird, and a freak either behind my back or to my face. I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace, or talking to a girlfriend on a cellphone or regular phone. I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain.BUT I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn't care if people call her weird (it's a compliment), who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who can express herself better with words than with words, and knows the importance of the little things. Copy and Paste this onto your account, and add your name to the list, if you are anything like me, so the girls who are diffrent and unique can know in their weakest times that they are unique, but not alone.
PrettyFanGirl, Truth Be Told 13, creative-writing-girl13, Jasper 1006, DubbleV,GwenFan22, Miss Peppy,Iheartjake, TeamJacob101, Boysareadrag, The Dawn Is Breaking, twilite addict, The Lonely Teenager, AliceDaSpaz, Skittle.Rocker, Fangalicious, Bellafan123, universe.disturber, XxThe Best Damn ThingxX,Alexandria Volturi, 123GetEnlightened, Alice-in-Wonderland-fan888, Jayjay's-Pie-Stand, Drizzleheart0419, PrincessLyoka
(Actually part of a thing I wrote, but I'm only putting up this paragraph). "Nothing romantic, everyone says things are romantic between a guy and a girl, but there is such a thing as care, not love or liking. Protection, not kissing. Determination in the eyes, not a shine thats not unattractive for a kiss." If you believe this is possible, copy and paste on your profile. Add yourself to the list! PrincessLyoka;
Olny srmat poelpe can raed this. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, It deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the fsrit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? Yaeh, and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! If you can raed this psas it on!
Ninety-five percent of teenagers are concerned about being popular. If you are one of the five percent who aren’t, copy this, put it in your profile, and add your name to the list: Queen S of Randomness 016, Queen B of Randomness 016, AnimieKittyCaffe, The Gypsy Pirate Queen, That Bloody Demon, The Astrology Nerd, Shadow929, Crazy Billie Joe Loving Freak, Yavie Aelienal, Hyperactively Bored, Spymaster E, Shanny-Boo, Gem W, Brown-eyed angelofmusic, piratesswriter/fairy to be, Bara-Minomoto, Em Quagmire, Buffy The Mary-Sue Slayer, Random Little Writer, SamanthaFantasyFan, The-Good-Die-Alone, Daughter of a Renegade, Whistlesong of Icefang, Rushingriver, Black7369 lightnings pride, Amber Rose Black, MockingStorm, PrincessLyoka
92 percent American teens would die if Abecrombie and Fitch told them it uncool to breathe. Copy this into your profile if you would be in the 8 percent laughing their butts off at the others.
98 percent of the teenage population does or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy and paste this in your profile.
Conversations with my subconscious, Vivian
"Why are you doing this to me?"
For your own good. Okay, first, your idea on the green monsters.
"You mean seekers?"
"Derpy things. Walk around in straight jackets... Wait, if they're in straight jackets, how do they build their houses? Physic powers?"
I wonder why your like my subconscious or something and I'm way smarter than you.
"No, I am."
Oh yea? What is the name of the green monsters?
From the person sucking at parkore"
You are never going to let that up, will you?
*Face palm... again*
"Wait, the thing when kids become killers?"
Of a sort.
No! Thats bad!
"No, its good so I can hire one of them to hitman you."
But if I'm dead, so are you.
"I can pull a Voldemort"
Where does Harry Potter come into this?
"Harry Potter? I thought we were talking about the Hunger Games?"
We were until YOU changed the subject.
"But if you die, I die, then if I'm you, its YOU who changed the subject."
I worry about you sometimes.
"I worry about you sometimes."
No, I really worry about you sometimes... all the time.
You're in it!
"I thought this is your profile?"
My profile is IN FanFiction!
"Am I only in your profile?"
You are CONTAINED in my profile.
"What am I? An animal?"
To me, yes. To others, hopefully yes.
"I hope that was a compliment."
A Short Minecraft Story
So short that if I posted it I would be reported
I was mining away when I felt my free hand get grabbed. I quickly turned and saw glowing white eyes. Before I could even register what it was, I was flung into lava.
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