November 2009


My life flashed before my eyes. I felt my body falling, slipping, never to be seen again once it hit the rocky waters. I tried to find a handhold. Anything. My fingers just slid across the earth. I was going to die.

I closed my eyes. This was it.  No one would mourn, no one would cry. My life was over.

But, it wasn’t.

I felt something grab my hand. I held on with all my might, placing my other hand on top of the one saving me. Whoever it was began to jerk me up fast, as if I was weightless. I looked up, and saw a pair of emerald green eyes.

The person lifted me up onto the earth, and whisked me off into the forest. That way I couldn’t slip again. I looked at my hero, but it was to dark to see in the shadows of the trees.

“You saved me.” I whispered. I had thought I came here alone. “Thank you.”

“Your welcome.” A voice said, a male one. “What is your name?”

“Rose. And yours is?” I asked, wishing I could see his face. He sounded about my age.

“Zane. What were you doing out here?” He stepped closer, to where the moon was shining through the trees. I could see his face now. Emerald green eyes, with black hair and red highlights. It seemed so familiar.

“I needed to get away. Why were you here?” I stepped closer as well, hoping to get a better look at him. He looked so familiar, but from where?

He then gasped. But, why?

“I’m sorry. I…just thought I saw something. Anyways, I was out here taking a walk.” He shrugged his shoulders, as if it were nothing.

“Whoa.” I stumbled back, slamming against a tree. The pain was coming back, and this time, it was more painful than ever imaginable.

“Are you alright?” Zane asked placing his hands on my forearms to steady me. But, it didn’t work and I tumbled to the ground.

“Rose!” Zane called. “Are you okay?”

“No. I’m…in pain.” I attempted to say, but my voice became ragged and was barely audible.

“Here let me take you home. Where do you live?” He gently put his arms underneath me, and lifted me up. And walked out of the forest, heading towards the neighborhood district.

“In…the state house.” I gasped for air, it making its way down my longs just barely.

He carried me in silence. But, the pain was increasing, making my heart beat faster and faster. It almost felt like it would burst through my chest.

I turned my head in Zane’s direction. His eyes were locked upon the road ahead. I glanced at his attire, and saw he was wearing a black t-shirt underneath a black leather jacket, which he had over a pair of black skinny jeans. He saw me glancing and looked down at me. He smiled.

“I guess we have the same kind of style.” He attempted to make me laugh, and I almost did, but the pain was unbearable.

“Were almost there.” He reassured me. I could see the neighborhood lights in the distance.

I almost never left the door locked, luckily, since I had forgotten my key. Again. He walked up the steps and pushed open the door with his back, carrying me over to the black velvet couch. He laid me down, but I just sat back up.

“Thank you. You can leave, its okay. I’ll be fine.” I grabbed a conviently placed Dr. Pepper from the coffee table at my feet, then took a long sip.

“Your welcome. And I can’t really leave. I live here now.” I almost spewed my drink all over the floor after what he said. He lived here now? Since when? Then I remembered. Thats why Phil and Ralph were here this morning! And that blur of black and red, it had been him!

“Well, make yourself at home. I’m going to finish my cereal from earlier.” I staggered into the kitchen, clutching the wall as I went. Why wouldn’t this pain go away?

“Oh my gawd. Look.” He handed me a handheld mirror from the table and I looked to where he pointed on my back. From the open space where my dress didn’t cover, you could see two long vertical scratches along my back. Blood smeared across it. I practically gasped, when did this happen?

“I’ll go take a shower. Really I’m fine. It’s been happening a lot lately, you get used to it.” I told him, but he shook his head.

“No. I have a feeling if you do, then your going to fall and get a concussion. Here I’ll help you.” He said grabbing a rag from the kitchen sink. He wet it and motioned for me to sit down.

“You know you dont have to do this, right?” I ask, pulling my hair out of his way, from where my ribbons had fallen out.

“I know, but I want to.” He gently places the cool,wet rag against my skin. It feels good to have him with me. Ever since the pain in my back started, I had felt vulnerable. Now, with him here, I felt protected.

“There, all better. Your back still hurt?” He throws the rag into the trash can. I then realize, the pain had subsided. For now.

“Yeah, I think so. So,what are you doing here?”

“Well, its a long story. And a boring one at that, you probably don’t want to hear it.” He says, looking at me with those big green eyes.

“I’ll tell you mine, if you tell me yours.” I smile, and he smiles back.

“Okay, well when I was 9 my family’s house burned down. Both my parents died, and I had no where to go.  I used to camp out in any place I could find. I even spent the night at a McDonald’s one time. About 4 months ago, they found me and told me they would supply me with a home. And an education. So I came here.” He tells me, and I can only feel sorry for him.

“Your turn.” He looks at me waiting for my history.

“Well, I’ve been living here since I was 10 and I can’t remember anything before I was 10. It’s like my memory has been erased.” I look down, hoping he wasn’t expecting an elaborate history. Since truthfully, that’s all I know. I look back up and he’s smiling.

“I’m sure you’ll remember soon.” He takes my hands, and I feel myself blush. Oh gawd, don’t let him see my cheeks go pink. Please!

“Well it almost 3 in the morning, lets head to bed.” He takes my hand and helps me up, leading me to my room as if he’s still scared the pain will come again.

“Thank you again, for everything.” I tell him, as he opens his door.

“Really, its no problem. But, you had me really scared back there. A Falling Rose. Well, good night.” He waves then shuts the door completely.

~Jes

should I break the rules of life?

chapter one: The rules

“When you have a choice in front of you…do you take the chance? Even when it may break the very rules of your life? ” Toby read silently. Her eyes were glued to the page. This wasn’t a story book,nor a poem. Toby despised nonsensical things such as fairy tales. She knew in her heart that a prince would never come save her from a wicked witch, or dragon.Especially not when the damsel in distress was named Toby. It was a harsh realization she had faced at a young age,in reality there is no happy endings. No “happily ever after”. Just the cruel cold world she belonged to. As much as she hated fiction, Toby hated poetry. People use poetry as an excuse to be weak, in her mind at least.Weaklings scribbled down all their thoughts, one by one, and then dramatize it all. It was all a load of bull crap. There is no path out of life. Your born, you live,you die. What she was reading was the only thing she could that slightly spiked her interest.And it was probably the only readable thing in the damp alley way of Wicksburg Chicago.It was a small town, in the sense that few actually lived there. Nor maintained a business for long. Toby watched as shops moved  in, and then closed for good in few weeks.It was quite depressing. She found her only source of courage to go on, and not just shrivel up and die in a box somewhere,which plenty were left by the old shops, was in this book. It was a book of quotes.Real quotes. From real people. Toby found it more useful to study logical things such as math and science. She often managed her way into the schools classroom to steal such books.She admired the intelligent scientists and mathematicians, and enjoyed the challenge of hard problems.This was all dandy, but none of that proved useful in her life. Often she found that in situations that it was the life skills she had developed on her own, that showed their purpose. Toby gently laid the cover down and examined it’s once glossy wood material.It was like her, worn out and forgotten. She clutched her stomach in hunger and lifted herself up.It was almost midnight by then, and the highways were busy.Time for her to  get a move on. “Let’s get this show on the  rode…” Toby yawned.She stretched her relatively long legs and faced her enemy. Highway 18. By far the busiest,longest, and most aggravating traffic in all of the small town.The highway was a constant obstacle in her life. There was no way to reach the other side, without trailing along the end only to meet another endless traffic jam.That is, unless you cross the torn road,full of irritated drivers.Most people wouldn’t cross. It wasn’t unusual for Wicksburg licensed drivers to hold a gun in the back. It was a city, but at the same time, it was full of hicks.Country folk who married their own cousins.It disgusted Toby. Yet she was not your average girl. She may be disgusted, but she wasn’t the least bit afraid.She was a headstrong kinda person.She waited at the side of the road waiting for a traffic jam. It may be dangerous, but it was less of a risk to cross while cars are actually moving. It was a tedious wait. Toby found the roadkill on the side to be promising for experiments…and maybe dinner. She slowly one by one, ignoring wondering eyes of passengers from the near by bus, she lifted them into the plastic Bojangles Fried Chicken bag she cleverly made into a back pack. She distinctly remembered the raccoon she picked, for it seemed rather fresh. Toby realized that a large traffic build up had formed on Highway 18.And then she took that sudden chance.

‘Hey you little skank’ get out of the road!” A driver, who may have been drunk,called out from a red pickup truck .Toby glared at the man, silencing him with her eyes. She got many calls on her trip crossing the road. Some were full of pity for the runaway, some were rude. It didn’t matter much to her. Her bare feet ached from the hard gravel. Still she remained focused on her goal, which was near.Toby glanced worriedly at the street light.She slightly sped up her pace.and then came that sound she so often came across. The sound of engines starting. The sound of the red light turning green. Bing. Oh how she hated that bing. She still had a ways to go. Toby then transcended into a full sprint. But her mind was hazy.”Frick!” She exclaimed as cars came rushing towards her.

For Toby, there was a set of rules to life. Her first rule, was to never show weakness. People will use you. That was the first rule she had learned, even her own father taught her that.Her second rule, always keep fit. It was a tough world out there, after all. Only the fittest survive.That might go along with number three, keep a low profile. She couldn’t be one of those runaways who sat and moaned in the streets, asking for change.Pathetic.She didn’t want mother Teressa wannabe’s  chasing after her.But Toby’s most important rule. The golden rule as some may call it, was to hold a solo career. It’s not as if she actually had a career. It was more like, she couldn’t have friends. You get attached, and then they have you at the palm of their hand. Asking for money,jobs, and maybe even shelter.None of these she had to offer. Or worse, you’d have to pull them out like little weeds.It was this kind of nerve that got the Alley Cats interested in her. Actually, it was this little incident.

Hi ! im grade313 and i will be posting here thanks to poptropical thunder. I love poptropica and am pretty good at drawing ( on computers.) I also play on miniclip and am 10. Im also team captain of my team. Sea you around! :)

What Boredom does to you.

I went onto Playpink.com and started to make a bunch of avvies. The first 2 were new Doll Divine ones though…

Which one is your Fave! I’ll use it for my avvie! There is 2 vamp ones….

Just thought I’d keep up:

Name: Dayleaf

Age: 14

Position: Earth, (Um This is just a heads up some people don’t know this: Rock and Metal are just harder types of Earth! :)

Hair Color: Caramel

Eye Color: Green/blue (depends on her mood)

Personality: Funny but can be harsh, had a tough past

History: About the same as Elements! I would have had the same name but it wouldn’t work XD

Pic:

Ears and Tail INCLUDED XD

Here is a webface PT made for me but I edited the lips and the eyes.

Here is the before pic:

My graphix skillz suck.

Okay here’s Sam!

And here is hr profile:

Name: Samantha (Sam)

Eye Color: Deep Reddish Brown

Hair Color: Half fiery red, half blonde.

Personality: Quiet, talks mostly when something sparks her interest. Very sarcastic. Only gets along with people who are kind to her.

Age: 15

Position: Summer Keeper

Oh and if you dont mind can she keep the cat ears? I just saw the pic an thought it would be cool if she did! :D

~Jes

Well, I was bored so I made a new character named Snowdrop Holly, or just plain Holly.

Since I wanna make a stroy about it, I’m now delaying all stories but Haud Nomen for it.

This is the plot-

There is a colony, deep deep in the U.S, called Alyssum Grove. It consists of elves, (no, no, not the North Pole kind!) each who have different jobs, like Keepers, blah blah, etc.

The Keepers are elves that have the powers of the seasons. In example, Summer would be sun, Spring-flowers, Winter- snow/ice, Autumn-leaves and wind. Their job is to make sure that the seasons run smoothly, but sometimes they get sent on missions by the Council of Elements. Basically, each council member has an element.

I want people to join this story, if that’s ok, and you can either be a Keeper or council member.

The council members are more powerful, but they appear less in the story.

The Keepers are less powerful, but appear in the story a lot.

Now, for the council members, there is one leader with ALL of the elements. And an apprentice to the leader LEARNING the elements.

Wanna be that person? Comment Quickly. QUICKLY! The spot might be taken. Well, this story probably won’t be very popular, in fact, it might even be taken down…

Ok, I need at least 15 people to be in the story!

Apply for:

Summer Keeper-Jes/Sam

Autumn Keeper-

Spring Keeper-

Council Leader- Sana/Lyra.

Apprentice-

Water CM-

Fire CM- Yuor

Wind CM-

Earth CM- Cool Wing/Dayleaf

Darkness CM-

Light CM-

Ice/Snow CM- Zuzu Waterwalker/ Zwan

Uh, sorry if this story offends you or something. :oops:

~WM

Just wanted to say how happy I am right now :D ! it’s all most Christmas! t’is the time to be jolly, not depressed! Also I was l oking in Authors, and then I saw something that made me feel like Santa, a big fat jolly old guy, besides the Grinch! But you know, I think I’m going to wait awhile to tell you all :mrgreen: A  picture :D

 

Hi! I’m a new author. My name is wildpenguin. Being on this blog has been one of my biggest dreams!! Well this is all I have to say so bye!!

http://www02.quizyourfriends.com/take-quiz.php?id=0911291456239814&a=1&& OMG ANSWER MEEEEEEEEEEE I know a short post but…. XD

Did I spell that right?

Uh, anyway, I can’t be on as much as I used to, school makes me busy busy busy. I guess I wont be coming on WordPress a lot anymore.

I go onto my Youtube and Facebook a lot, you can message me there or my email.

Well, adios for a while, I guess.

~WM

Good news kinda….. On tuesday im going to enniskillen which means i wont be here.And i think i wont be in school because were going at about…..9:00 to avoid trafic.I just guessed the time :p.but anyway talikagirl7 out!

New story  yay! It’s called Alley cats! I have the main character image and profile made, Sow aht do you think? So here’s her profile! I was thinking Toby for her name, heh.

Name: Toby (may change) Richfield

age: 13

hair color: Light white with a tint of purple. she died a lock of hair red.

eye color: Red and Blue

personality:Tough,cold,angry,irritated,sarcastic

favorite color: Gray and red

least favorite color: Pink

favorite food: pizza and Italian ice

least favorite food: She’s learned to eat what she’s given

home: streets, until the alley cats find her

pet: none she hates animals

best friend: Leila (her partner in AlleyCats) but she pushes away everyone who’s nice to her.

nick name: Too-BEE (extra emphasize on the BEE)

power: unknown.

I spent hours, and I really mean hours, working on this vid. Its of my fav anime couple ever, Rima and Shiki! It wont let me upload it on here, so your just gonna have to watch it on YouTube. Please watch in High Quality! Here’s the link:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mmruc8ljiTU
And if anyone know how to put a YouTube video on a post, please edit this post for me and do that. I suck at that kind of stuff. Anyways, here’s the link to my YouTube channel, MyFallenRose:
http://www.youtube.com/user/MyFallenRose
If you can please subscibe, rate, and comment! Oh and add me as a friend too! If anyone has any requests please tell me too! I’d love a challenge! :D
~Jes

I don’t think this is so funny

I’ll un sticky this when someone links me :]

Oh my god im on poptropical thunders blog!how do you say yay!!!!Oh and hi!Love this blog!Short first post sorry :(

I get home from the doctor’s office to find this? People leaving and fighting STILL?!? Sigh. Why guys? I’m sorry you feel like you have to leave, but I guess you must if you really want to. But, can someone please explain to me WHY? I thought all the fights were over? And I thought everyone was done leaving? Oh well, I guess I was wrong.

Why?

I guess I should explain why I was act the doctor’s office before people get worried. Well, um. Yeah, I was being myself is one way to put it. Our school, being the terrible school it is, had school today. At gym, we went out to the soccer feild, and we just ran around and junk. So Hunter (No comment.) asks me to kick around the soccer ball with him, and we were having tons of fun, and then the period ended. He told me he’d race me back to the gym, and I told him YOUR ON! I was running, and being the Jes I am, I tripped. Now, my ankle is fractured. Hunter was telling me he was sorry NONSTOP! He even came to the doctor’s office with me, my dad, and Alexander! How sweet it that? So, yeah. I don’t have to wear a cast or anything, because it was a REALLY minor fracture. I just have to wear this really tight band around my ankle for 2 weeks, and then he’ll check it out again.

So, dont worry about me, and please stop the madness going on here!

~Jes

I tried to be fun, no one cared so here’s the real deal. No fancy coding. Flat out. I HATE THIS. I hate what it’s doing to me. You all fight over retarded things! This is a poptropica site! Even amateur sites keep more on topic! Name is socialthunder or something.

I’m sorry guys, not really :p this blog is fun and all, but we barely post about poptropica!It seems to suck away my time alot too. the only posts are stories that have nothing to do with poptropica, and  good bye posts. Well i’m leaving.This site is toxic. i realized i can keep up with my dollfie better. I want to actually love my dollfie. I dont want to love this b log. i dont  want to love drama. Like my sister said, it’s just drama! I’m starting to agree with GE!Why call it poptropical thunder :/   Contact me when this blog is alive again.

PS: Lookie at the outfit I’m going to buy for Hikaru!

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