Gardevoir Motherhood. Chapter 1: Final Straw.

Her rage-filled mind burned the world around her, making insects and Pokemon alike flee deeper into the forest. She growled at a Houndoom so fiercely that the female with pups flattened herself against the ground and backed into the forest slowly, ears...

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The Night's Song : Chapter Two

"'mani please, tell me," his voice had gotten softer, the anger and fear had left it as he watched me struggle. "is it because of me 'mani?" he asked, almost pained. "techi you know exactly what you did!

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Mirror

#2 of poetry a poem that dissects my own anger. two sides of the same man speak. hope it makes sense. mirror, oh mirror, what do you see behind that bright face of glee?

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Quarrel (Spoilers)

Zenji is for a game and I really liked the way this scene turned out, so here's just a snippet (The scene is a bit of a wip and may change when the content is released). This is for a larger event involving Zenji, this is a requirement for something...

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Chopping to Calm (Otherwise Untitled)

~ The doe's breathing came in gasps and heaves, the handle of the axe aching into her fingers. The sun hung low towards the amber glow of horizon as evening settled into the woods around her. She glared at the gnarled stump with a smouldering rage that...

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Short Stories: Why Exist? Part 4

Happiness, a thing I lacked thoroughly Sadness, a thing I felt deeply Wondering in a wanderer's path Wondering about my own wrath As I flew in the air of heavy thoughts I saw many grieves as huge spots As I viewed myself from the reflection I...

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Chapter 13

Soon my anger was so bad that all i could feel was blood pumping in my ears. i had to get out of there. it's the only way that this will remain safe. i have to leave now!

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Forgive Me

Hollow, in pain of her own, but angered poured from every word. he threw the shirt against his chest, brian grasping at it as his neighbours came out to watch. the eyes unpleasant, and no matter what they may say after, uncaring.

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Rage

Rage Rising yet again and all too often Let it be Let if free Fire freezes flesh and ice thaws blood Give in Be true This is so wanted and so desired Sink into self ...

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One Week to Change: Chapter 1

**Chapter 1:** **New Home** I awoke with a start very early next morning. A shearing pain running through my left leg, I quickly turned to inspect the damage only to feel a jolt of lightning course...

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Cloricia "Tex" Teixeira: Revival 7 (End)

You could feel the anger in room. we were all disappointed. i was just angry or embarrassed or...i don't know what i was feeling. coach finished his speech and we all just packed up and changed. it was almost time for the press....fantastic.

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Argument

**Argument** "I hate this room. It always makes me feel cold." **"Why? It's not that cold in here."** "There isn't any fabric. It's just cement floors, walls, and ceiling. Even these chairs are just metal. It's cold." **"It's industrial."** "It's...

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