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[ EatRandomStuff ] Captain
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 2:36 pm
PRIZE: Thank You Letter For June 2007
AND THE WINNER IS... `iToxic aka MamaWar!
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 10:10 pm
Fan fiction is hard... gonk But that doesn't mean I can't try!! domokun
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 2:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:27 pm
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Xx-Funeral-4the-Living-Xx Crew
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 5:02 pm
This is written by my friend, `iToxic who has asked me to enter it. Hey, gimme my teddy back!” Kali screams angrily as an older, third grader, tried to steal her teddy bear. “Yeah!” her brother, Frank, tried to protect her, but he was equally as weak as Kali at his age. “That’s not nice, Mason. Give it back” an older voice towers over Kali and Frank. The older hands Kali her bear as she shields her tiny face in her brother’s shoulder. Her thin black hair is falling out of the ponytail holders, and Frank reaches over to fix them. The older smiles at Kali, making her turn a pink color, like a new carnation in bloom. “You okay?” The older leans down and looks at Kali and Frank. They nod and he smiles again.” I’m Gerard, okay? ” He gets up and sits back down with his other friends. Kali dreams in her head, hugging her teddy bear. “I’m gonna marry him,” she says to herself.
Kali would give anything for things to be like they were. She now tours with the band, dealing with Gerard’s consistency of being drunk and high. Her head hurts, as she lies in her bunk. “I would give anything for him to hug me like that again,” Kali admires the picture taken of her, Frank, and Gerard. They had their arms around each other, smiling. Kali was close to crying. She heard the door crack open and un steady foot steps coming in. “Kali… come help your man,” Gerard’s slurred voice calls. Kali wishes he was her man and that they were so in love with each other and there were no drugs or alcohol. She gets up and carries his body to the bathroom. Kali holds his black hair as he throws up. She brings him water and puts him to bed. He falls asleep instantly and she looks at him. “You would never know he was just drunk,” she thinks. “Ti amo, Gee, I love you.” Kali says those words in which he doesn’t hear. His eyes flutter, and he rolls over, black hair midnight against the pillow. Kali walks to the bunks, but not hers. Frank’s bunk, Kali shakes his leg and he rolls over to face her. “Whatsamatter, Kali?” Frank says, sleepy but awake. “I had to help him again,” Kali whispers. Her voice is soft and scared, like a bambi watching its mother run into the road. “Oh, oh sweetie, come here,” Frank coos to her. Kali whimpers and nuzzles her face in his neck, letting her tears soaks his shirt. He rubs her back and tells her it’s going to be okay. “No, it’s not going to be okay,” Kali sniffs and closes her eyes. Her mother always told Frank “Take good care of Kalina, Frankie.” Her mother always always called her Kalina. Kali doesn’t understand why her mother called her that. It was sweet, maybe even her real name. “Yeah, it will be. I don’t when, or how, but it will be okay,” Frank was used to Kali being scared. She “was practically scared of almost everything. She couldn’t watch horror films unless she watched them peeking open one eye, holding Frank’s hand until it turned purple, couldn’t stand elevators, hated small places, big groups, cancer, and worms with legs. Kali nods and tries to sleep, eventually just giving up and doing so. It must have been later than ten, because Kali could smell breakfast, and peppermint mocha. She rubs her tired eyes and stretches, her muscles aching and straining with each movement. Her eyes hurt and are red and puffy. “Frank, what on god’s green earth did you burn this time?!” Ray calls angrily and the smell of burning pancakes fills Kali’s nose. She sighs and shakes her head. Kali always has to cook. Gerard isn’t sober enough in the morning, Frank burns everything, Ray refuses, and Bob sleeps till noon. Kali cooks, cleans, and she even manages to learn a few things here and there from her boys. They depend on her, but at the same time she depends on them. “KAAAALLLLIIIII!!!!” Mikey screams from the kitchen. “Come to the rescue!” He yells again. “Not so ******** loud, my head hurts,” Gerard rubs his head as Kali walks in. “Mr. Sober, how did you sleep?” Kali ask coldly. Gerard shoots her an angry look her way and pours a cup of coffee. Kali looms over the counter, grilling the pancakes. After the breakfast, Kali showers and puts on some sweats and a t-shirt with some cool designs on it. She lays in her bed, hugging herself. Many days she has spent in this bunk, wishing things were magically better than they are. She almost sleeps, but she hears the door to the bus open and then close. “Frank? Was that you?” Kali calls. Her voice cracks and she hugs her pillow to her chest. “Nope, it was Mikey. He went to get some Advil,” Frank calls from the living area. Kali nods and buries her head in her pillow. Kali sleeps until around four that afternoon, still drowsy when she hears voices. “Mikes, I’m worried about Kali, she hardly talks, eats, and she hasn’t smiled in a month,” Frank’s concerned voice fills the bus and Kali listens more intently. “I know, but if Gerard doesn’t get better…neither will Kali,” Mikey concludes sadly. Kali bites her lower lip and shifts her gaze on her fingers. So, she was the reason they were all fretting. “So… either Kali gets Gerard to stop being drunk and high twenty four seven, or she rots along with him,” Frank whispers. Kali reaches for her teddy bear and hugs him. He brings back memories to her that makes her wish to end of time that they had no problems. Kali gets up and walks into the living area and turns beat red. “I… heard what you guys were saying,” she mumbles into the soft fluff of her bear. “Kali… we don’t want anything to happen to you,” Mikey puts a hand on her shoulder, and she nearly falls to her knees. The door creaks open again, and Gerard walks in. His feet can barely maintain his weight, and he wobbles from side to side. Kali sighs and rubs her temples. Frank shoots a glare in Gerard’s direction. “Mr. Sober, mind knocking?” he ask sarcastically. “I’m not drunk, this time.” Gerard confirms. “You should be… go to rehab or something…” Kali mumbles under her breath. “What did you say?” Gerard asks her. Kali shakes her head and exits the room.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2007 12:22 pm
you're running after something that you'll never kill eeh! there's my fan fiction! -hides- if this is what you want then fire at will
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2007 1:37 pm
*wipes a tear from her eye* thats beautiful!!! i know how kali feels..... anyway! how come you didnt want to enter it on your own??
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2007 3:59 pm
Of course! I suppose all the mods will be judges.
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[ EatRandomStuff ] Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2007 6:01 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 6:22 pm
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[ EatRandomStuff ] Captain
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 1:32 pm
I really like `iToxic's fan-fiction. It's really nice. And well constructed. I hope there will be more coming up wink I'm sure you'll all do a good job ^^
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 8:30 pm
Hi. I'm `iToxic. I had to get a new account. So..yeah. I'm thinking of posting chapter two, should I?
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[ EatRandomStuff ] Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2007 4:40 am
Murder Scene` Hi. I'm `iToxic. I had to get a new account. So..yeah. I'm thinking of posting chapter two, should I? Of course!
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2007 6:13 am
-<3- Come one, come all -<3- This is the best day ever [Mikey Way] One shot I spun in the combination of m locker and slid it open, I had just got another locker since my other one wouldn't open and I kicked a massive dent in it. The principal had also suggested anger management classes but I told him to just get me the locker. I stuffed my books into my locker and took out my physics book and media. The locker beside me opened and a few minutes later slammed shut, the owner of the locker leant on it with his hands dug deep in his pocket, he locked me in his gaze. My soft blue eyes flickered to him and a small smile spread across my lips. "Hey Mike. Something the matter?" I asked. He let out a long sigh as if he was calming himself. "Ah, just the guys." He sighed. I rolled my eyes and chuckled. "What they do this time?" I raised an eyebrow. "They're all going out on the booze tonight." He spat, sounding rather disgusted. "Oh yeah, do you think they'll let me go?" He gaped at me. I rolled my eyes once again. "Joking Mike." I reassured him. He nodded and sighed. We both set off in the direction of physics. "They want me to go." He mumbled. "Well, don't." I shrugged. "They'll drag me there if I'm at home." He sighed. "What time are they going?" "About seven, why?" He looked at me out of the corner of his eye. "Hmm...well, if you like I can come to yours at about seven and say you're coming to my house. Then we can head out for something to eat...or something." I began to mumble, realising I was arranging a date with Mikey. I could see his cheeks slowly growing redder by the minute. "But, you don't have to if you don't want to." I added hastily. "No,it's alright. That'd be cool." He flashed me a warm, slightly embarrassed smile. I smiled back at him with just as much kindness. We both strode into the class and sat somewhere to the middle of the class, surrounded by complete nerds who like to make you feel like your dumb because you all know that they're smarter than you. "Hello Ali." A guy in front of us turned around. I gared at him and growled. "It's Alicia to you, only my friends cal me Ali." His brow furrowed in iritation and he swivelled in his seat with a snort. Mikey chuckled beside me and I rolled my eyes. We both fell about laughing. The teacher walked in and silenced us. Mikey and I passed a few notes, completely igoring the teacher.
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I scurried in the direction of Mikey's house, reaching it within a matter of minutes since it was just a block from my apartment. Yes, I had an apartment, my parents were rich and bought it for me so that I didn't have to live with them....more like so they didn't have to live with me. . . But I didn't care because I got a house completely to myself and never had an adult telling me what to do, when to go to bed or so on. Although it did get lonely. . .quite lonely. I rapped on the door and wated for someone to answer, I heard shuffling and angry voices behind the door. "Go back in the living room Gerard, it's for me." "Shut up Mikey and let me answer it. If it's only George why are you so anxious for me not to see"? Do I look like a George? The door swung open and I came face to face with Gerard Way, Mikey's older brother. "Well, hello there." He smirked at me. Behind him, Mikey was in an embarrassed silence, taking a large interest in hsi feet. "I suppose I'm George?" I raised an eyebrow, looking at Mikey. "Listen Ali...it's just..well.." He stuttered. "Come on Ali." Gerard grinned at me, stepping aside. I hesitated before walking in, I followed Gerard into living room. "Guys, meet Ali." Gerard announced. I waved shortly to the guys sitting around in the living room. "What happened to George?" A guy with a large afro asked. "Idiot, there was no George." A short, brown haired guy beside him muttered. "So you guys going out on the booze tonight?" I yawned. They exchanged glances. The one I knew to be Ray, the afro guy turned to me. "How do you know?" "I'm your personal stalker, Ray." I winked. He shot out of his seat and backed up to the other side of the room. I wasn't sure of he actually believed me and was really scared. He looked beside me to Gerard and raised an eyebrow. "Ray, she wasn't being serious." Gerard sighed. "Then how the ******** does she know my name!?" Ray almost shrieked. "Mikey told me all about you guys." I hooked a thumb behind me to Mikey, he finally looked up. Frank stood up and held his hand out to me, raising an eyebrow I took it and we shook hands. "You're Frank...Mikey told me you might try and hit on me." Ray, Bob and Gerard burst out laughing. Frank huffed and sat back down, I turned to the guy who had said anything, Bob. "You must be Bob." He nodded and flashed me a grin. Soon, me and Mikey set off into the busy part of town where most restaurants and cafes were. "George, eh?" I smirked. "Yeah uhm, I'm sorry about that it's just-" "Mikey, it's alright. I understand. Older brothers can be very embarassing." He smiled at me, almost aolagetically. I linked my arm through his and bumped him slightly. "We'll get something quick to eat then head to mine to hang out, okay?" "Sounds good."
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We were both lazily sprawled voermy two seater couch, flicking through the channels on the telly. "You want a drink Mike?" I asked, rather boredly. "Sure." He shrugged. We both ventured into the kitchen, just as I was about to open the refridgerator, two arms lsid around m waist and Mikey pulled me to him, I leant against his chest as a large smile spread across my features. I felt his hot breath on my ear as he whispered to me. "I love you Ali." I closed my eyes and allowed my lips to speak for themselves telling him what my heart so dearly wanted to scream. Yes, that sounded a bit soppy but a girl can't help who she loves. "I love you too Mike." I whispered back, controlling myself enough. He turned me round so that we were facing each other, his arms slid around my waist, resting on my back. He pressed his forehead against mine and kissed the end of my nose. Soon, our lips were locked as we both kissed one another tenderly yet with passion unknown to others. We pulled away after a minute of so and laced both hands together. I gave him another kiss abefore we both wanderd into the living room and sat back on the sofa, I sat, resting against him with my head rested on his shoulder, he slid an arm around my shoulders and kissed the top of my head. I then realised something, we had forgotten the drinks. . . -<3- To the tragic affair -<3-
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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2007 1:57 pm
He threw himself out of the bunker and down the mud corridors, Smacking into the walls by accident as he went. Mikey had to find her, but where was she? He hadn’t seen her in days. Not since they had moved down into the dugout. It was far too dangerous to go out at the start of the raids, and all the vampires knew it. But this was different, he had no choice and in his morbidly beating heart he didn’t want a choice either. He saw it as his last chance to show how he really felt. He couldn’t just let it pass him by. He worked his through the old forgotten bunker tunnels like a rat desperate for food. As he did he was overwhelmed by the fact it might be the last time he saw her, it made him sick to his stomach churning as he walked. The love of his life? Quite possibly, but of course he hadn’t realized that yet. All he knew at present was that he had to find her.
The muddy corridors came to an end and Mikey found himself climbing up a rusty ladder, unlocking a great circle vault lodged in the ceiling, throwing his coat up through the hole and using his arms to drag his body and legs up, out of the bunker. He emerged onto the wet pavement, from which he managed to get both his hands covered in a thin layer of slime. Standing up his huge black boots made a soft hissing noise on the tarmac as they the soles scuffed the ground. He leant back over the door lifted it (with great strain) and threw it back onto its frame. The noise it produced was enough to wake all the children in the city, the forces would be there like a shot. He had to run. His eyes scanned the area for ‘Paves’ as they were fondly known to the revolutionaries . None. He picked up his long leather jacket, put it on and neatly placed his hood over his flat hair. And RAN.
Darting his way through the dim streets and allies, the ground still damp underneath him, the moonlight beating down on his leather coated back, as his jacket billowed in the wind behind him like a cape. Soon enough he reached the square. It looked deserted, until, a Pave dressed in his long black coat with a red belt, boots up to his knees appeared. His spin blade glinted from his gloved hand. If it wasn’t for the shine beaming of his blade and catching Mikey’s eye, he would have been in great danger. Quickly thinking Mikey shot up the nearest wall, pushing him self off from any available ledge or window sill. Once he had reached the roof he lay down, his body splayed across the slates, held up by his skinny arms. The deep thudding of the Paves boots soon stopped. It seemed safe enough, so Mikey slowly came to his feet. Balancing on the top of the ridge, from the roof he could see all of the city, the glittering lights but most predominantly, the Central Dome.
This was the Governments Headquarters. Protected by so many paves it was almost impossible to infiltrate. It had only been done once before, to Mikeys knowledge, about 100 years ago. By people that no-one was meant to know of. Their names were muttered in old caverns but be heard talking about them by the forces and you were in trouble.
Mikey breathed in deeply and spread his arms wide. He felt free, untouchable. Why couldn’t life be like this? A tear rolled down his left cheek. He had known nothing but Government rule all his life, but now he finally saw the beauty that could be in his, had ‘they’ not taken over. The tears flooded his face, tears of anger and hatred. Mikey let out a deafening roar that almost made him lose his balance. A moment after he regained his footing a spin blade flew past him catching his right arm. He hadn’t given any thought to how much attention his loudness had drawn to him. The blade has given him a small gash to his upper arm, just below his shoulder. He glanced down at his wound then fixed his eyes on the Pave, staring straight at him from the square. “That was my coat you ********!!” Mikey bellowed directly towards the Pave.
So, no this ISN'T a complete fanfic , I haven't even finished it yet , let alone typed it up ..anywho its gonna be LONG..This is my favourite chapter so far! Hope you enjoy !
C&C please !
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