Flat Refusal"No." One word, massive ripple effect.
Scratching at My Chamber DoorClaws in the carpet at odd hoursShavings of wood from the floorWaking me or shaking meOr interrupting the movieIt's not always about food(Though we'll have that too, thanks)Something is amiss andYou want to tell me, I knowMy cats are perhaps very selfishOr keeping a rein on my miseryButWhat do you know that I don't?
Prototype: Chapter TwoChapter Two: AloneSarge and MarcoFerris were silent for many seconds, after which Sarge nodded once. "I'll call it in, and let someone else decide." His head turned from MarcoFerris to me. "Alpha, do you understand what classified means?"The technical definition was not hard to find. What contextually it meant took me several seconds to process. "I understand information being refused to an individual or individuals for a stated purpose." Among the masters, information was rarely refused, except in situations like my testing, where my access to the results might have altered the test results. But most of the masters simply did not access data that was not relevant to their position, there was never a 'classified' rejection.Sarge was nodding. "I am in charge of this mission, and I want you to consider all information about your personal history classified. Marco and I are the only ones on this mission who understand that you were once human, and that you knew Marco.
Veni, Vidi... Meow? Chapter OnePersistent mewing gradually permeated the industrious bubble that surrounded Grant and the pile of coursework he needed to grade. When he realized he had a crick in his neck from being hunched over the desk so long, he sighed and leaned back in his chair. The sofa was looking awfully inviting...But there was that mewing again. His neighbor must've accidentally closed her cat out again. Grant rubbed the back of his neck and looked from the half-empty pack of cigarettes to the window where the fire escape was. Quitting was going to have to wait until after he finished this class. He grabbed the pack in one tired fist and made his way to the window, clambering out onto the fenced metal grating outside to smoke."Hey Trouble," he greeted the gray tabby cat sitting at the next window. The cat returned his greeting with a glare of displeasure and refused to comment. "It can't be as bad as all that," Greg told the cat, and he could've sworn the cat rolled his eyes. Chuckling, he leaned down
Prototype: Chapter OneTransmission StartSWYgeW91IGNhbiByZWFkIHRoaXMgeW91J3JlIGEgbGl0dGxlIHJpZGljdWxvdXMuIE9yIG5vc3kuI remember many things I am not supposed to. This was a problem for my makers, not having seen the possibility beforehand. Even among my run, I knew more of my past than my brothers, who professed no such knowledge and received perfect marks from my masters while I was considered inferior for such cluttered memory banks. Such wide margins of error between individuals of the same model became the chief concern that delayed and eventually shut down the prototype program entirely. It is too bad my brothers were not of scientific interest to our makers, perhaps more of us would have survived the program termination.Of that particular program, which the humans have taken to calling 'Next-Generation' for lack of better options, I was told later that I was the first in the line of fourteen individuals. It is possible that this was the cause of my difference from my brothers, but g
Jumping AheadNota bene: hypotheses are not conclusions.
My Reality, My FantasyI like my fantasy world, thanks.
Julie: Character Sketch"Julie!"The brunette lying pretzel-shaped in the child-sized treehouse didn't move a muscle when her mother's voice floated out the kitchen door. Her hands remained steady as she painted the white t-shirt in front of her, the black cat in the foreground taking shape over the graffiti and posters in the background, all more or less the same things that had been hanging up around town lately. She hoped Elle would see the band poster, anyway. The rest were just to set the mood of the painting."Julie, I know you're up there!"Julianne tilted her head to check that the smudges around the edges of the paintable area were even, but it looked pretty good for an afternoon's work. The brick faded out at about the right rate. One more down, just--"JULIE!""What, ma?" The teen had to toss her ponytail back out of her way so her long curly hair didn't hang in the painted Christmas gift. She really should've tied it up tighter to keep strands from falling in her work, but it was far too late now.
The Ghost of Eleanor MerchantOh, but please call me Ella, everyone does. Or did. Everyone except my darling daughter, of course, she usually stuck with 'mom'. Not that she'd been around recently, I admit. Not since that dreadful ball--the first one, not this most recent horror--everything just went downhill from there. I blame the Prince, of course, not once did he accompany her to pay her respects, or his, and once she was married she stopped visiting entirely.I'm actually surprised you can see me... there must be a lot of magic in the air for such things to occur without natural talent. I mean you no offense, dear, but it's rather plain that your senses do not extend beyond the Veil. That's quite normal, of course, it's a rare gift finding one who can sense the spirits that linger after death. There's quite a bit of gossip in the ghostly circles after what happened to my dear Cinderella. Seems there's a lot of rumor and very little fact, but sooner or later one can discern the seeds of truth
.:Sto procent mozgu:. - "Według teorii strun poruszamy się w świecie, który przenika co najmniej 10 wymiarów.Cztery z nich są dla nas obserwowalne. Pierwsze trzy tworzą siatkę, w której żyjemy i nadają wszystkiemu wymiary: wysokość, szerokość i głębokość, natomiast czwartym wymiarem jest czas. Teorie superstrun zakładają istnienie aż 10 wymiarów lub 11 (gdyby wliczyć zerowy wymiar, którym jest kropka kwantowa).Fizyka kwantowa opisuje dokładnie pozostałe wymiary. Piąty wymiar można sobie wyobrazić jako rozgałęzienia na osi czasu, która przedstawia czwarty wymiar. Tak więc, piąty wymiar to nasze możliwości wyboru ścieżki życiowej. Szósty wymiar tworzą możliwe równoległe światy, czyli światy w których powstały zupełnie inne piąte wymiary ni
Teaching Colors to KidsToday I'm going to teach you about colors. What are colors? While hard to explain, think of it like this: they make our world beautiful. Let me go through the colors with you, then a little secret.First is red. Do you know what it looks like? An apple is red. Tomatoes and ketchup are red. Those things on an oven? They turn red when they're very hot. Your shirt could be red too! Can you see colors? If not, think of being mad or shy. Your face may turn red. If you feel mad or shy, you can say that your face is red. Of course red can also mean you have a fever, so be careful!Next is orange. It's also a fruit! Our sun, far up in the sky, is orange. Certain cheese is orange. Do you have a pet goldfish? It's orange too, so you can tell your parents how smart you are! Can't see orange? Think of Halloween, of candy! Pumpkins and candy, for example! Something nice, but also a little spooky.Next may be tricky. Yellow is bright. If you draw the sun, make it yellow. Lemons and bananas are yello
Widow's PrideWidow’s PrideAmy Westland, 35 had been trying to cope on her own for many months now but ever since that fateful day when she succumbed to her pride.It all began days after her husband’s funeral; many of the farm hands had left since that fatal accident. Since then she had taken charge of the farm that once was run by her husband but there was one thing that sat on her mind every day.She had never run the farm on her own, true is was a great achievement and she wanted to make her husband proud but running it solo was a hard job.With her daughter helping out as much as she could and the remaining farm hands doing their best as well but in their honest opinion the farm wouldn’t survive under her hands.It was a late Friday evening, Amy had gone down to her local pub, “The Bull’s Horns” for a few drinks but the minute she walked through the door she could hear people talking about her and the farm.“The farm’s ruined” said one voic
The Chickadee, Plip-plop,Whisper, and BullfrogsSlender prickly tall grass sliced at my knobby eight year old chicken legs, leaving little white indentations as does a cat sharpening its claws on a stained lumpy couch. I stumbled and tripped over the terrain of jagged rocks protruding from the overgrowing dirt path. Maple leaves floated and drifted to the ground, bringing a fresh autumn scent. My brother and my dad trekked far ahead, causing me to sprint to catch up.Before I could catch up, they suddenly paused and ceased their walking. Curious, I hurried to where they had stopped, causing the tiny remnants of a pebble to fly into my Velcro light up sneakers. My toes curled in dismay as the pebble’s remains stabbed at my foot. I arrived to the spot where they were in conversation. “Do you think she’s ready?” my brother, Wil asked, acting smugly. “I don’t think she’s smart enough.”“What are you talking about?” I queried, completely confused. The two glanced at each
Marysville-Pilchuck HS Shooting Prayer RequestATTENTION! IMPORTANT PRAYER ALERT AND REQUEST!I don't know if you already heard about the Marysville-Pilchuck shouting yesterday, October 24. A freshman, a homecoming prince as well, went into the lunch room with a .40 cal. pistol and shot up a table at lunch. 2 are confirmed dead and 4 are at hospitals in critical condition. This took place in Marysville, Washington, USA.Please pray for the victims, families of the shooter and victims, eye witnesses, and family of those who were affected in any way by this event.I happen to live in Marysville but go to school in Arlington, so I wasn't affected as much as some of my friends and fellow youth group and church goers.To give a current emphasis on its magnitude, all Marysville School District is shut down through Friday of this next week.Please pray. God bless.
freaking amazingpossibly the best thing to come out of homestuck, this fanmade music video is beautiful. i present to you, mambostuck: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5L_gOBfGl2A
Six Words: AlarmAlarm cat: works... needs snooze button.