Orion’s beatdown
Cloud grabs both of orion's hands, takes his punch out of his stomach and grabbed him with both hands and lifted him from the ground leaving hopeless to orion to make any kind of defense from this assault, made his power go up and kicked him right in his navel
Incalculable Vastness.
Some pressing trouble, or hopeless desire- something that brings you out of the ordinary pedestrian thought-stream into a place of insular reflection. well, on that note... meet roy, the rat in the above picture.
Strange Brew
The chromed bumper flashed in the moonlight as the great werewolf rained multiple blows with it at will upon the hopelessly outmatched lizard man and chupacabra. "dios mio!
THE FRONT: PART 1
But instead they were hopeless, filthy, and for the most part left the parapets alone.
My Life as a Slave 4
Just sitting there, doing nothing and looking hopeless more and more. i must admit i had observed him over weeks he seemed broken before he started getting mistreated.
What Am I Good For?
I looked at my wall, hopelessly. was i good for anything? slowly tears streaked down my solemn stare; abandoned wreckage nobody cares. i chuckle a little, quoting a song by accident, then slowly the memories come back to me, i start to cry.
Poem: Flameout
They mock you though they mean well it's all pointless, hopeless, useless all is lost; you're in hell you pull on the stick again you can roll left or right nice you bet you can dive up, though, no dice the people are still around
Glass Doves and Paper Swans: Prologue
And after each time it will feel horrible and hopeless. but still, a day or so after it happens, you learn to smile and carry on like it didn't happen, and you see all the reasons it couldn't work and you get over it so long as you got a no."
Blue: Chapter 3
"are all of them so hopeless?" clyde asked suddenly. "no, most of them at least try to fight back. though, i'm glad this one didn't. he's younger than usual." "oh." clyde replied simply. gold opened the door, and they left.
Defining Moment
Morning light not bringing new beginnings, but hopeless ends to a sleepless night, nights spent awake by artificial light. to this day, my defining moment haunts me, keeps record of all the times i was beaten down.
Purgatory
His heart was heavy with hopelessness. hunger had not yet started to consume him, but it seemed like all organic processes had stopped inside him. he was not thirsty, hungry, tired...he felt nothing but what prowled inside his head. confusion. fear.
What was it?
I saw out of the window and stared hopelessly at the bright stars and moon... this view was something that i shared with you many times when we walked together at night at your place.