

FateA sunny day in the park. There is a single bench CENTRE stage. GOD is sitting on the LEFT side of the bench. He has long, white hair and a long, white beard, and is wearing a simple white robe. He is reading a newspaper. Enter PETER from the RIGHT. He is wearing black pants, leather shoes, a white shirt and a garish, comical tie. He is carrying a paper bag. PETER sits on the bench next to GOD, setting his bag next to him. He folds his hands and admires the weather.Fate
PETER. Beautiful weather today. GOD [focusing on his newspaper]. Mm-hm. PETER. [Extending his hand] The name’s Peter.


Child of WarThis is not a tale of tragedy or a lamentation, nor is it a glorification of war or peace, or an accusation of criminal nations who encouraged this war. It is simply a diary -- my life as a child of war, both frightening and exciting, where life was suspended but life went on anyway. A life neither happier nor sadder than that of any other child on the planet, but more unusual perhaps, and sometimes astonishing in how normal it all was to me. Which is why I like to share this piece of writing: I feel it is a unique perspective on this kind of event, as I have strived to keep it void of post-rationalisation and political context to keep it, asChild of War
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K: \m/ Let's do this!!!
K: *wears cleats*
b: *jumpz in my hearse and popz open the back door so u can get in*
K: *and Batman's utility belt*
b: voom vooooom XD
b: HAHAHA
K: Awright!! Now this is what I call a lowrider!!
I am ~FerenanxTristan
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It's my world. You're just living in it.
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...kimerly...
fortunately, this weekend is only two days long. you'll almost certainly make it, as long as you cover every bit of exposed skin...
-Member of *BotE -
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The Lord said "Ask and you shall recieve" ..terms and conditions apply..
There is no instinct like that of the heart. ~Lord Byron
If love is an apple the flesh is the sin.
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There is no I in team - but there is tea! And cookies..?
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