Thursday, June 17, 2004

   Firends?
hey, if anyone who reads my story is not listed as a friend of mine, just tell me if you want me to add you.
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Wednesday, June 16, 2004

The Mistake - chapter three
here is the next part of The Mistake. hope you like it.


The next morning Dran woke up with a startle. He thought he heard something outside, but when he went to check he saw nothing unusual. He quickly got dressed and left the motel to begin his flight again.
As Heathrow was leaving the inn he saw a couple guys from the Eternal Bliss. He then realized that the noises had been them. Then he began to wonder how the Eternal Bliss had found him so easily when even the police could not. He waited a few minutes to eavesdrop on their conversation.
Dran realized that it was just a coincidence that the Eternal Bliss guys were there. They had come just to check up on one of their unfortunate “customers.”
After finding this out, Heathrow did not go back to his room. He fled the motel in the opposite direction that he had come from the day before.
Heathrow had walked about a mile when he caught sight of a couple more guys of the Eternal Bliss. They were killing a man. After they brutally murdered the man, they fled into the street.
It was then that Heathrow noticed across the street, a car with the doors open and the keys inside. He quickly ran over to it and sat in. The car had been the dead man’s. From the looks of the car, the murdered man had been a rich crime boss.
The car was a very nice new Stallion, the best car of its breed. The Stallion had a white exterior and a fine white leather with gold lining for the interior. The dashboard was also white with a little gold. The car’s bumper was gold as was the wheels. Dran’s favorite part of the car was the steering wheel. It was white and gold checkered leather. The entire car had a white and gold theme.
Heathrow stuck the keys in, started the car, and quickly drove away from the scene. He had driven about twenty miles when he started running out of gas. He stopped at a gas station and filled up his tank.
While he was filling up the gas, his eyes fell on another issue of the Speed. This issue stated that the police knew where Dran had headed and that they were hot on his trail.
Heathrow also noticed a peculiar ad in the paper. It said, “Accidentally killed someone? Police after you? Then come to Meteora Law Offices located not very far from you.” Heathrow somehow felt that this was an ad from a friend who was trying to help him, so he bought one copy of the paper and left the gas station.
Dran had gotten pretty far without any trouble so far. He had stopped at a restaurant to eat, but no one seemed to notice he was “Mysterious Murderer” as the Speed had christened him.
The rest of the day had nothing interesting to offer, and Dran was quite happy about that. He hoped that this would happen everyday, but he knew eventually he would be caught in an uncomfortable position.
Before the day was over, Heathrow decided to get directions to Meteora Law Offices so he could meet with his “friend.” He stopped to ask an old man walking on the street, but the man knew nothing about the law offices. He went on and later asked a lady who was taking her children out to ice cream. She said that the law offices were located another 1,500 miles from there. Heathrow thanked her and drove off in search of a motel or something in which he could sleep.
Dran rented a room at a motel named Skyway Inn and slept until morning.


well, that was it, plz tell me how you like it.
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Tuesday, June 15, 2004

hey there, The Mistake will be out soon, but not today. For now enjoy this meme.

Destiny by shift
Name
Age	0-55-1010-1515-2020-2525 & over
Species	Elf
Position/Rank	Forgotten Leader
Followers	1,271
Enemies	2,330
Date of Death	December 25, 2058
Resurrection?	Yes
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Friday, June 11, 2004

   Ahhh! Real Fetuses!
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I adopted a poison fetus
from Fetusmart.



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I adopted a death fetus
from Fetusmart.



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I adopted a emo fetus
from Fetusmart!.



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I adopted a dragon fetus
from Fetusmart.



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I adopted a batman fetus
from Fetusmart.



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I adopted a superman fetus
from Fetusmart.



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I adopted a ninja fetus
from Fetusmart.



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I adopted a clown fetus
from Fetusmart.
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Thursday, June 10, 2004

hey there people. i won't be able to post the mistake for a while. i will try to get it up as soon as possible, but i will be very busy.

in other news, MA JR is back!

i also have a request for all those who see this post. i would like it if anyone drew something from one of my stories.

thank you
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Sunday, June 6, 2004

   The Mistake
Here is some more of the story. extra will be updated soon.

He remembered his relatively peaceful life, which he now longed for so badly. He remembered his 1975 Espion, the best car that he ever owned. He missed its great red leather interior, its sleek shape, its smooth starry blue color, and it’s hum of the engine. He remembered it all and missed it all.
While Heathrow was reminiscing the past, two men dressed exactly the same came to the top deck of the bus. Both of them wore black jeans with a red chain. They also wore black jerseys and had a red necklace around their necks.
The two men slowly came toward Dran. He just sat there trying to act as normal as possible. Then something in his mind just clicked. He recognized the clothes of the two men as the uniform of a dangerous gang who called themselves the Eternal Bliss.
By the looks of things, the two men were just out to mug a few people and Heathrow happened to be one of the unlucky ones. When the two men had their backs turned to him, he quickly hid all his valuable items in the corner so that they could not be noticed. He then began acting normal again. After about two more minutes of standing around, the two men walked up to Dran and said, “Hey, give us all your valuables if you know what’s good for you.”
“I can’t.”
“Why not, you trying to mess with us?” said one of the men in an agitated voice.
“I think he is,” replied the other in a very calm but scary voice.
“Check me if you want. I don’t have anything that is worth anything!”
The two men checked him and found nothing but a biscuit. One of them ate it and the other one motioned for Dran to get ready to fight.
“I don’t want to fight, alright?”
“No, it’s not.”
It would have been good if someone had warned the two men that Heathrow was well trained in self-defense. The man eating the biscuit sat in a seat to watch the fight as the other man began to attack.
Dran was too quick for him. He grabbed the arm that punched and flipped the man out of the bus. The other man looked surprised then angered. He quickly got up and tried to grapple Heathrow, but Heathrow was too good of a fighter to be defeated like that. He countered the move and flipped this man out of the bus, too.
During this fight the other man had been chasing the bus. When the second man fell out, the first one shouted, “Don’t think you’ll get off so easily! The Eternal Bliss will have revenge, and you will regret it!” Heathrow sat calmly down and began wondering if he could afford to have such a grave enemy, such as the Eternal Bliss after him.
Dran waited for another four stops then grabbed his things and alighted the bus and quickly called a cab. The cab driver was a friendly man but Heathrow spoke little. He had the driver take him twenty miles from when he got in. He paid the driver then began walking northwards.
He went into a restaurant to get a little food to eat. He ordered a sandwich, ate it, and then ordered another sandwich for the road. Heathrow was now somewhat in a better mood.
By this time it was dark, so Dran walked to an inn, rented a room, and slept for the night hoping that no one would find him or expose him.

plz tell me how you like it so far.
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Wednesday, June 2, 2004

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Yeah! 300 visitors! I'm so happy.

Anyways, The Mistake will be out in a few days (hopefully, if I have time).

But for now, check out these memes:

Your Anime Life... by shift
Name -
Gender -	MaleFemale
Anime Name -	Aufero
Anime Hair Color/Style -	Long, spiky dark blue
Anime Eye Color -	Grey
Role in Anime -	Friend of Main Character
Name of Anime -	Please Say No (Light Comedy/Light Action)
Weapon -	Sniper Gun
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Your Anime Life... Part 2 by shift
Anime Name -
Name of Anime -
Role in Anime -
Weapon -
Theme Song -	Jazz
Occupation -	Police Officer
Personality (How People Like You) -	They try to copy you.
End of Anime -	All your hopes and dreams are crushed.
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All About Vampires by shift
Your Name:
Your Birthday:
Favorite Color:
Gender:	MaleFemale
Vampire Name:	Fathrendur
Age:	5,522
Signature Colors:	Classical Red and Black
Sire:	Subinoroknil
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My Meme by shift
name
fav. color
last time you saw tv
when you will destroy or save the world	June 12, 2045
how much money it will cost you	$3,448,932
love-life	bf & gf
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Zzzz... by shift
Name/nickname
Gender	MaleFemaleUndecidedUnknownNot Telling
importance of life	save the world from impending doom
Date of death	February 23, 2026
birthday
how people feel about you	want to beat the crap out of you
income in life	$2,266,000,634,309
disciple to	a disciple of some unknown person
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Tuesday, June 1, 2004

The Mistake
all right people my new story comes out today! but before i begin i must say that i will now close my poll and announce that samurai won with ninja in second and everything else last.

My new story is called The Mistake(c). Hope you like it. Here it is:

The murder happened too quickly. He didn’t mean to do it. It was all a mistake. It was self-defense, but none of that mattered now. Everyone knew he hated the man. The only thing he could do now was run, run like he never ran before. He knew that all the evidence seemed to point to the fact that he was a murderer, even though it was self-defense.
He changed out of his bloody clothes into fresh ones. He then packed a few essential items, stuffed his wallet with as much money he could fit in it, and quickly hurried out of the apartment building. He checked his watch. It was about 9:00 a.m. This meant that he had about four hours before anyone would enter the apartment.
There was a problem with his thinking, though. It was just his luck that a few local boys entered the apartment looking for someone to prank. This was about 10:30. The boys rushed out of the apartment and ran to the police station to tell them what they saw.
This was especially bad for our friend, Heathrow Dran, because he did not know that the police would be after him so early. He did not know to run faster, to flee more quickly.
Heathrow had gone to the train station, and had taken the C train. He sat down in a secluded seat in the back of the car, so no one would remember they saw him there, in case the police asked. He fell asleep and when he woke up, the train was just entering a station. He looked out the window and saw that it was the one he needed, so he stepped out of the train.
Dran had not gone far when he saw a wanted picture for him in the Speed, a newspaper that printed a new issue every four hours. Next to the picture was written, “Wanted for the murder of Harry Dimsford.” When he saw this, his heart filled with terror. He looked frantically around to see if anyone noticed him. He began to perspire greatly, and then suddenly broke into a run. He ran out of the station and into a narrow street.
There he decided that he needed a new name and a new look. He rushed to the barbershop and got his hair cut. He no longer had the shoulder-length hair that he was so accustomed to. Instead he had short hair. He was sad that he had to cut off his beautiful dark brown hair, but he knew he had o if he even wanted a little chance of not being recognized.
Heathrow then ran to the tailor shop. He bought a pair of black jeans, a white shirt, and a black leather trench coat. He changed into his new clothes and tossed his old ones away. He now looked almost completely different.
The only thing that could give him away was his bushy eyebrows. After realizing this, he ran to a beauty salon and had his eyebrows done. They were no longer bushy but were now sleek. He then went into a shadowy street.
He waited for a couple of minutes at a bus stop until the bus came. He entered the double-decked bus and sat down in the back seat on the top level. He was the only one there so he began to think how all this had happened. He knew that it was all a mistake, but would anyone believe him? He began to remember little parts of his life. He began to feel nostalgic. His life was basically flashing before his eyes.

plz tell me how you like it. i will update soon.
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Sunday, May 30, 2004

New Story
Alright people, I'm starting a new story, but before I start, I would like all of the readers of my story to please tell their friends about my story. I would really appreciate it. Thanx.


My new story will be alot shorter than Dragnet. Which reminds me. Has anyone taken the Dragnet Quiz?


Anyways, the poll is so far, Samurai and Ninja have 2 and everything else has zero.
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