Alrighty.
I will write an Artikel not focused on war becuase of the Kürzlich uproars about the psycopathy of some.
Heh, psycopathy...
ON TO THE STORY.
***
A man in a very nice tuxedo drove his car into a garage.
Now, to be clear, this was no ordinary man, tuxedo, oder car.
This was Mr. Traesly, in a Derrek Mortuary tuxedo, driving a Derrek Mortuary leichenwagen into the garage of the Derrek Mortuary Home.
I want to make it very clear this man was virtually owned Von this company.
He parked and shut off the hearse, climbing out and typing a code onto a panel-
-Opening a hatch beneath the leichenwagen and reaching into it a steely arm, which grabbed the casket and removed it to the underground of the facility.
His job done, Mr. Traesly trodded off to wherever hearse-drivers go when their Tag is done.
Most likely the pub, which wasn't agreeable to his employer.
"Package received," announced the automation of Baeson's mortuary labratory, gently facilitating the descent of the corpse to the operation table.
"Thank you, Necro," responded Baeson, pulling out the pocket drive that contained all the nessacary information on the body.
"Necro?" asked Baeson, Wird geladen the drive into a slot. "Did the family sign the waiver?"
Necro whirred for a moment, accessing its RAM for the information. "Yes, sir," it said. "Full permission, even for fillings."
"You know I don't take filings, Necro," replied Baeson, bringing out two tongs and grabbing a rather fine watch and dropping it on a measuring plate. ".009 pure Kastorium. This lady was loaded."
Necro finally opened her file, saying, "Her family chose the full package. Even an ivory casket was selected. Very expensive."
"For them," Baeson responded, pulling off a halskette that would weigh .01 in Diamondpence and a bracelet with charms that weighed .003 in Kastorium.
Necro whirred for a bit, then asked, "Sir, should I prepare and dress the body?"
Baeson merely nodded and took the jewlery to be sanatized in a heated alcohol solution.
I will write an Artikel not focused on war becuase of the Kürzlich uproars about the psycopathy of some.
Heh, psycopathy...
ON TO THE STORY.
***
A man in a very nice tuxedo drove his car into a garage.
Now, to be clear, this was no ordinary man, tuxedo, oder car.
This was Mr. Traesly, in a Derrek Mortuary tuxedo, driving a Derrek Mortuary leichenwagen into the garage of the Derrek Mortuary Home.
I want to make it very clear this man was virtually owned Von this company.
He parked and shut off the hearse, climbing out and typing a code onto a panel-
-Opening a hatch beneath the leichenwagen and reaching into it a steely arm, which grabbed the casket and removed it to the underground of the facility.
His job done, Mr. Traesly trodded off to wherever hearse-drivers go when their Tag is done.
Most likely the pub, which wasn't agreeable to his employer.
"Package received," announced the automation of Baeson's mortuary labratory, gently facilitating the descent of the corpse to the operation table.
"Thank you, Necro," responded Baeson, pulling out the pocket drive that contained all the nessacary information on the body.
"Necro?" asked Baeson, Wird geladen the drive into a slot. "Did the family sign the waiver?"
Necro whirred for a moment, accessing its RAM for the information. "Yes, sir," it said. "Full permission, even for fillings."
"You know I don't take filings, Necro," replied Baeson, bringing out two tongs and grabbing a rather fine watch and dropping it on a measuring plate. ".009 pure Kastorium. This lady was loaded."
Necro finally opened her file, saying, "Her family chose the full package. Even an ivory casket was selected. Very expensive."
"For them," Baeson responded, pulling off a halskette that would weigh .01 in Diamondpence and a bracelet with charms that weighed .003 in Kastorium.
Necro whirred for a bit, then asked, "Sir, should I prepare and dress the body?"
Baeson merely nodded and took the jewlery to be sanatized in a heated alcohol solution.
One Tag Emily came inside the house like crazy
Emily:Guys guys guy!!!
Slash:What do Du want!!!
Emily:(looks at him for a littil then she slaps him)
Slash:What was that for Du bìtćh!!!!( he's hand is on he's cheek)
Emily:I hate Du that's why.
Cece:Hey guys...OMG!!! WHAT HAPPEN TO YOUR CHEEK!!!
Slash:Emily is what happen!
Melody:What do Du want Emily?
Emily:Where's Justin?
Justin:I'm right here.(Gets schlagen, punsch Von Emily)
Emily:Ahhh!!!Justin don't scare me like that!(got that from family guy)
Melody:Justin are Du ok!
Justin:Yeah. So what do want.
Emily:Sonic wants to speak to us!
Slash:Ok so were do we find him?
Emily:We go and find him in the frost.
So they all go and find Sonic and on there way they got attack Von The Destroyer V.3!!! Well that's all folks!
Emily:Guys guys guy!!!
Slash:What do Du want!!!
Emily:(looks at him for a littil then she slaps him)
Slash:What was that for Du bìtćh!!!!( he's hand is on he's cheek)
Emily:I hate Du that's why.
Cece:Hey guys...OMG!!! WHAT HAPPEN TO YOUR CHEEK!!!
Slash:Emily is what happen!
Melody:What do Du want Emily?
Emily:Where's Justin?
Justin:I'm right here.(Gets schlagen, punsch Von Emily)
Emily:Ahhh!!!Justin don't scare me like that!(got that from family guy)
Melody:Justin are Du ok!
Justin:Yeah. So what do want.
Emily:Sonic wants to speak to us!
Slash:Ok so were do we find him?
Emily:We go and find him in the frost.
So they all go and find Sonic and on there way they got attack Von The Destroyer V.3!!! Well that's all folks!
AN: Ok, so this is WAY back in the Tag when Bellz-E was still living under the Three Kings (Well... The first two were killed Von the last...) and her name was still Bella. She was still bold... and blasphemous. XD
I'm taking over,
Du plainly see,
I'll set all,
Of the innocents free.
I'll kill your guards,
Knock down a tree,
I'll destroy your kingdom,
Filled with glee.
Your tirade ends,
And Du must know,
That I have sank,
To an all new low.
This shit I see,
Maybe it's true,
But I will not bow,
To the likes of YOU.
Do Du feel sorrow?
Do Du feel pain?
Do regret all of your choices,
Once it starts to rain.
Du treat them like slaves,
All those townsfolk,
Du must have thought,
It was just a cruel joke.
All this shit,
I know it's true,
So I will not bow,
To the likes of YOU.
I'm taking over,
Du plainly see,
I'll set all,
Of the innocents free.
I'll kill your guards,
Knock down a tree,
I'll destroy your kingdom,
Filled with glee.
Your tirade ends,
And Du must know,
That I have sank,
To an all new low.
This shit I see,
Maybe it's true,
But I will not bow,
To the likes of YOU.
Do Du feel sorrow?
Do Du feel pain?
Do regret all of your choices,
Once it starts to rain.
Du treat them like slaves,
All those townsfolk,
Du must have thought,
It was just a cruel joke.
All this shit,
I know it's true,
So I will not bow,
To the likes of YOU.