HEY! We're just gonna leave this Jahr without remembering anything that happened in it?! Huh?!?! HUH?!?! Well, I'm not gonna stand for this!
Happy New Years Eve everybody! I should of started this yesterday, but I just thought of it today. Better late than never though right? Anyway, I decided we should all put in this Artikel (well, I will -_-) the best and worst memories and what we're looking vorwärts-, nach vorn to in 2012! Plus, New Years resolutions if they're not too personal :/
Here's the form if you're interested!:
Best memory(ies) of 2011: Worst memory(ies) of 2011: What I look vorwärts-, nach vorn to in the New...
"I would like to have a word with his excellency, Emperor Richard Walter!" Hannah shouted to the gatehouse.
No response, nor sign of life answered her request.
Hannah got an idea.
"I'm carrying twenty boxes of cheese pizza!"
Not two Minuten afterwards, the wood and steel gate cracked open, the hinges creaking loudly with age and continuous use. A small female pinguin wobbled into the scene. She wagged her tail feathers happily and smiled.
"Hai Han-nah!" she shouted joyfully.
Hannah gave her a quick glance.
"Kitten?" Hannah asked, returning a welcoming smile.
The room remained still and silent for several moments, until Damion spoke again.
"Harsh and unnecessary, I know... But when one is facing cold accusation and being gegeben a fierce interview, they would do the same... Albeit in a Mehr mild form..." Damion sighed. "I still look back at that and want to acknowledge that I did something stupid.. But I won't, it was the most rational thing I could think of doing, and it still seems like I could have reacted differently, but being trapped in a corner leaves Du no choice..."
"Damion..." Hannah looked at him with disapproval.
The stinging wind of that evening and snow flying about contrasted greatly to the horrific scene on the ground, a crumbled up body that not too long Vor breathed its last, and succumbed to the unforgiving grasp of death. A stench of rusting iron filled the air. Blood cascaded into a warm puddle around the body, and in the midst of this, the frolicking of what one might have thought was a hatchling making snow angels.
"Such warmth..." The Kid softly cooed, getting a slight chill from the wind whipping his body.
It took not even five Minuten for him to finish up again, making one careful U-shaped...