Fire-Bird

Knowing how drastically different my bird form is from my regular form, it's used for fighting and changing my appearance to appear more unrecognizable. also my vision temporarily fixes itself when i change to this form so i don't need my glasses.

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Friends, Always

The young boy sat quietly at recess, his stomach grumbling. The bullies took his meal again. He wanted to get it back, but they were so much bigger and so much stronger than he. The boy whined softly to himself, feeling very gloomy and hungry. When...

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Alexander Move Set/Signature Attacks [RP]

**true form** touch of the abyss: alexander makes the flames around his right hand disappear to reveal his skeletal hand.

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Another Form of Rebellion - Chapter 3

#1 of another form of rebellion **chapter 3** thursday: a school day. there are no uniforms (thank god...) in here. except for gym class... for me, gym sucks. sorry for those who do like it. in gym class (boys gym), we were playing dodgeball.

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If I only could make that deal

This is human form stuff, by the way if i could only make that deal vincent's point of view: i sat alone. well i wasn't _really_ alone. there were loads of people of different races, heights and weights. so many people. i watched them all.

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One Dot Below the I (#2)

AND HERE'S AN OLD MAN WEARING SUNGLASSES AND A GIRL IN A PLASTIC RAINCOAT WITH A HOOD HERE IS THE MAN WITH THE SUNGLASSES NOW WITH HIS CANE AND THE GIRL IN THE RAINCOAT, NOW FADING AND HERE'S YOUR OLD FATHER BENEATH THE TREES AND YOUR LOVER'S FACE...

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*POEM* And Suddenly

And suddenly, here you sit all hollow and fading and you wish you knew of more words. Curious how hours can pass between each sentence I can't quite reach it and I can't see if I put a full stop . no...here instead. wait! I have to finish this...

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One Dot Below the I (#4)

#8 of poetry two new poems in this series of free-form poetry i'll begin this poem a short distance from here poem only a minute or so before you came in  

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Relearning

'Still the fear I Can't contain' The Wolf blinked Themselves Back. After so long, she was Back. After so long, he could Feel again. It was hard, coming Back, To this. Everything pierced her Even more than before, Good or bad. They raised...

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* Poem * Species Dysphoria III

#4 of poetry third and final entry in my "species dysphoria" series of free-form poems. this one is a little different from the previous two, in the sense that stanzas three and four make up a matrix that can be read top to bottom and/or left to right.

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Jet: His (short) history

It came in the form of an evil witch who permanently split me into four people: jet (myself, the mixed wolf/dragon/demon), dragonius aka drag (anthro dragon form), winchester aka were (werewolf form), and an "accidental" feral wolf form named wolf.

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Teenage Loves

This was a sonnet that i wrote not too long ago in a new form that i created, tercet, tercet, quatrain, quatrain. it might be a little rough, but i spent a good two weeks trying to finish it, and it seems to have come out rather well.

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