Life less Ordinary

because why the hell not?

i-am-grell:

"Anime is for children"

Ok so next time I’m babysitting your kids what should I put on for them? Blue Exorcist or Death Note?

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More from around the net and home……

Various from around the web and at home!

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m1ssred:

chemical reaction

hells YES!!!

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kinda self explanitory guys :D

kinda self explanitory guys :D

When the war to save the Earth is at its climax,a warrior will rise,a Destroyer turned Savior,to right that made wrong,to fight back the darkness…….———
They say that these are the end times that Nature, Mankind and We, the guardians of man;  the Werewolves and other shape shifters  are fighting battles that only achieved futility that we are nothing more than animals. feebily staving off the inevitable. our extinction…. at that I say, let it be said that the Great mother as well as the gods above, below and everywhere inbetween, laugh in the face of such foolishness…..

When the war to save the Earth is at its climax,
a warrior will rise,
a Destroyer turned Savior,
to right that made wrong,
to fight back the darkness…….
———

They say that these are the end times
that Nature, Mankind and We, the guardians of man;
the Werewolves and other shape shifters
are fighting battles that only achieved futility
that we are nothing more than animals.
feebily staving off the inevitable.
our extinction….

at that I say, let it be said that the Great mother as well as the gods above, below and everywhere inbetween, laugh in the face of such foolishness…..




it has been an unusual day, it started with a hunt, I had tracked the trail of a herd not far from the road, it was odd…odd because these beast with branched horns and the hard feet normally steer clear of man-trails……I searched the herd staying downwind in my Birth-form, looking for an elderly, or feeble member…..odder still, the herd is restlessa roar erupts from a far distance, on the way to my destination further up the man-trail……the herd scatters and runs away upon hearing it…. I run toward….there are sounds of conflict, another roar…..I pick up my run faster,as I reach a farm and find the source of the noise: A Mountain Troll, an old one.a child screams a she is picked up by the behemoth…a mother cries after her ……without missing a step I shift to my War-form to even the odds….and snatch the child to safety….I send her towards her mother, and turn to face my opposition……he is not pleased…..not pleased at all……I chuckle to myself, as I recall the tales my Father told me my brothers and sisters of these oafish beast….only for the reality to prove more …….challenging…. I have speed, strength, skill, teeth, claws…..and my fathers sword….he has brute strength, hard skin, bone spurs, just had his meal taken from him…… and a tree….a rather large tree….the fight lasts until a Storm rolls in……and rages on,blood mars my vision, as it does his…..Rain pours down in sheets,bones crack as blows exchange Ground beneath our feet turns to mud, fatigue threatens to set in,Thunder cracks the sky,roars of defiance ring through the ValleyLightning ripples through the sky…….He never stood a chance………
it has been an unusual day,
it started with a hunt, I had tracked the trail of a herd not far from the road,
it was odd…
odd because these beast with branched horns and the hard feet normally steer clear of man-trails……
I searched the herd staying downwind in my Birth-form, looking for an elderly, or feeble member…..
odder still, the herd is restless

a roar erupts from a far distance, on the way to my destination further up the man-trail……
the herd scatters and runs away upon hearing it…. I run toward….
there are sounds of conflict, another roar…..I pick up my run faster,
as I reach a farm and find the source of the noise: A Mountain Troll, an old one.
a child screams a she is picked up by the behemoth…a mother cries after her ……
without missing a step I shift to my War-form to even the odds….and snatch the child to safety….
I send her towards her mother, and turn to face my opposition……

he is not pleased…..
not pleased at all……

I chuckle to myself, as I recall the tales my Father told me my brothers and sisters of these oafish beast….
only for the reality to prove more …….challenging….
I have speed, strength, skill, teeth, claws…..and my fathers sword….
he has brute strength, hard skin, bone spurs, just had his meal taken from him…… and a tree
….a rather large tree….
the fight lasts until a Storm rolls in……and rages on,
blood mars my vision, as it does his…..

Rain pours down in sheets,
bones crack as blows exchange

Ground beneath our feet turns to mud,
fatigue threatens to set in,

Thunder cracks the sky,
roars of defiance ring through the Valley

Lightning ripples through the sky…….

He never stood a chance………
the kickass universe is now officially part of Gotham…….
:D

the kickass universe is now officially part of Gotham…….

:D