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 Watch out guys for 21!
Watch out guys for 21!
By:Android_21 How there became a Mirai Android 21
Chapter I:The Androids Attack!!!
____________________Android 21's P.O.V.________________________
It was just like any normal day,except that I was made of metal
and an Android.I had cybernetics placed in my body when I
was 20 سے طرف کی Dr.Gero,a crazy lunitic with issues.He did the same
to my brother and sister only I'm stronger and have special
abilities.I heard 17 laugh,18 sigh,and I just rolled my
eyes."Really bro.?Did آپ have to kill him when I کہا I would
spare his life?" I asked, and he just shrugged and laughed.18
sighed again,and I just rolled my eyes.

Man,what I would give just to be myself again,or anything.Same
thing,I guess."Where to now,sis?" 17 asked,but just as I was
about to answer-something hit my cheek.I caught it just as it
was about to bounce of in a different direction and saw that it
was a bullet.I looked down and saw a man hiding under a car.
His hands were shaking with the gun in them and I smiled.

"So,you thought a measly bullet could hurt me?Well,I'll give
آپ credit,I didn't see that coming." I crouched down low
and pulled him out from under the car and held him سے طرف کی his thick
neck."So,do آپ want a reward?" he didn't answer,but was
still shaking."17,18.Do آپ think I should give him his
reward?" they nodded."Okay,here it is." I کہا and snapped his
neck in two with a loud crunch."Threre's your reward...idiot."
Me,17,and18 started laughing.

"We're going to South City,after that is Ginger Town,and then
Satan City." they nodded and we flew South,heading
torwards Capsule Corp is...or where it was going to be used to
be,anyway.When we landed it was busy and full.But not for
long."Who would like to do the honors?" 18 کہا and I
raised my hand."Okay 21,you start." I giggled and raised my
hand to the largest building nearby.I was going to destroy
this city.Building سے طرف کی Building,piece سے طرف کی piece,life سے طرف کی life.

"Ruby's Annihilation Completion!" I shouted and a red and
black ki blast as big and wide as a small house hurtled
torwards the building-striking it and going through it cleanly.
It was only moments before soot and ash went up in the air,
making it black and red,whereas the building crumbled down
to ruble.There were screams everywhere and I laughed like a
maniac.The blast caused my hair to be blown back,making
me look مزید crazy سے طرف کی 18's eyes,I guess,for a 20 سال old.

We heard sirens coming and 18 and I grinned.I shape-shifted
into a little girl that was injured and a police car stopped.A
man came out,running torwards me and asking if I was okay.I
smiled and punched him squarely in the jaw,knocking him
sideways and into his car,which exploded with the impact.I
shape-shifted back and 17 gave me a high-five.Soon,
Piccolo,Krillen,and Yamcha came and gasped as they saw us.

We just smiled at them and launched ourselves at them.I
went after Piccolo,17 at Krillen,and18 at Yamcha.Piccolo
was a very good fighter,as I remembered from my childhood.
Krillen was exceptional and Yamcha was okay.It seemed as
though they were ready for us.Strange,but that doesn't
matter.I snarled in rage as Piccolo's fist cut across my jaw.
I screamed in rage and went Super Saiyan,special traits from
my father,and 17 and 18 powered up to raise even مزید of
their ki.I sped at Piccolo and before he could react,shot a ki
blast and it went straight through Piccolo's chest and
heart,killing the Namekian instantly.

Yamcha and Krillen gasped,and with that distraction,17 and
18 killed them,too.We powered down and laughed together
at their downfall as though it was amusing.To us,it was.I flew
North of the city,18 South,and 17 West.All destroying the
city.I came up to Capsule Corp. where my best friend,Trunks
lived.He was two years older than me and he just came
back from the future in Bulma's time machine,as my data-
base tells me,so.

He also broke my دل back then.I smiled and placed my
hands together,starting to form a ki blast."Kaaa...meee...
haaa...meee...HAAAA!!" and the blue beam went straight for
his bedroom window,where I hoped he would be.

But,sadly,he came out just in time to block my attack.I
growled as I saw him.Long lavender hair,sharp,piercing .
blue eyes,compact muscles that showed through his شرٹ, قمیض
and all of the above for a half-saiyan.He was handsome,
but I couldn't let my thoughts and abused دل get to me.

He came straight at me,and I dodged his attacks easily.Since
I underestimated him and got to cocky,that caused me to
. get pounded into the dirt.17 and 18 watched with intrest,
since they both knew who he was.I snarled in rage and
went Super Saiyan again,but so did he.Damn,I forgot about
that part.We clashed again and again,him pummeling me
and me pummeling him

As soon as he doubled over from my kick in pain,I took the
chance and clasped my hands together and brought them
down on his spine.I sent him hurtling torwards Capsule
Corp.,unconscious and injured.Good.

I shook my head and looked down at my clothes.They were
in bits and tatters.I sighed and shape-shifted my clothes
to different ones.These had a short-sleeved گلابی شرٹ, قمیض with
a blue jean vest,black leather pants,brown boots,and
fingerless black gloves.17 smiled and 18 gave a nod of
approval.I nodded and flew South,17 North,18 West in
each parts of the city we didn't destroy.I remembered
Krillen's words when we first beat Vegeta,Gohan,and Dad.
'Is this just some sick game to you?Do آپ have to do this?'

As I destroyed another half of the city,I felt some familar
approaching ki's.I smiled as I read them and identified
them easily.So,there going to try and fight us?Do they really
think they have a chance?They must be idiots since the
didn't even mask their ki's."They really are dumb!Well,I'll
just let them come.Come on guys,let me see what آپ
got!That's right,come and get me father..."

TBC...
 5...4...3...2...1! Here I come!
5...4...3...2...1! Here I come!
posted by Cuddles
A/N: My first poem I post here...I hope it is any good.

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Memories

Far distant seem to be
the things I now call memory.
The good and bad, the right and wrong
share a thing, cause they are gone.

Long forgotten feelings rise
each of them in their disguise.
They are not dead, so it only seems
waiting patiently to haunt me in my dreams.

Will it ever cease to be?
Even if it's called memory
Does that mean I always have to remember
to give up, to hide from them, to surrender?

Whenever I fight them I will lose.
I have nothing between I could choose.
No matter...
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Remember that آپ want to make a good impression and that the presentation of your manuscript is the first step. When you're preparing a manuscript, whether it's an article, a short story, یا a novel, there are certain styles that make your piece stand out. آپ want it to look professional—not like the large percentage of manuscripts that appear as if the writer took no care at all in the presentation.

Writers disagree on whether editors really care about the typeface and the line spacing and whether the manuscript follows a certain style یا format. Some editors don't care about these things,...
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Two hours pass, and during those hours, I ponder what to do next. Danny lays unconscious, his wounds have healed, but I can sense he still is in pain. On impulse, I have injected him with my blood. I enough to turn him into a vampire. I know he will not be as powerful as I was when I was turned, as I have not دیا him enough to accomplish this feat. I lay back in a chair, continuing to ponder my اگلے move. I am startled when the phone rings. When I look at the clock, it is eleven thirty. I answer, not knowing what to expect. “Hello?” I answer. “Hey Ashley.” I hear from...
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Me: okay i actually found this story in my local newspaer from 20 years back. And i'll put a symbol for town names. I don't want rapists یا pheaodifiles coming to my town... okay lets begin. And i shall have to give some background history. Well at there was a renovation going on at $ which was between # and &, for an old mental asylum to be converted into a power house musuem. Anyway so this story takes place then. I think i'm not sure of dates.
$ was a small town, very small as in like only three -5 thousande people


okay so in Australia out in the country there was a young couple travelling...
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posted by ChiliPepperLuv
People say flowers are beautiful.
They're beautiful, that's true.
They also provide oxygen for us.
People say weeds are ugly.
They apparently have no value,
Nor do they deserve to live.
I'm not talking weeds that grow in the garden.
I'm talking about wild plants.
Well, weeds are flowers, too.
Just give them a chance.
Once آپ get to know them, they're amazing.
They can be just as pretty as flowers.
I may not be an orchid یا a sunflower.
I may not be a rose یا an iris.
I'm مزید of a dandelion.
I may be a weed, but I'm not so bad.
Give me half a chance. I'm pretty neat.
So, weeds are flowers, too.
Get to know them. They're pretty great.
posted by deedragongirl
 I love this photo.
I love this photo.
Hi guys, since I love to write, here are the topics that I love to write.

Travel Log

After watching a few ویڈیوز of Rick Steve on Youtube, I was very inspired سے طرف کی him to be a travel log since I love travelling, especially to Europe, مزید parts of the US and both South and Central America.

Movie & Musical Review

I love to write about فلمیں and musicals that I had seen, so whenever the latter is adapted into the former. I would also compare them if I had seen a musical before, however spoiler alerts ahead!

Book & Movie Review

Although I had done this a couple of times on Dan Brown's Da Vinci Code and Angels & Demons, I hope to do مزید of this!

Enjoy Writing!

Whenever I write, I tried to improve myself and on my writing skills. It also became a hobby that I really enjoy!
 How I wish!
How I wish!
posted by mermaidgirl1010
Another دن in paradise, NOT!
Just another summer دن of hanging out with دوستوں and such.
Omg. He. Is. Hot. My friend and I were riding our bikes and I saw the cutest guy IN THE UNIVERSE. Well, maybe I am exaggerating but STILL! He is hot!
I must have been staring because the اگلے منٹ I was on a tree. OMG. He was looking at ME!!!!!!! ''Hi I'm Brady."
"I......I........." OMG! Sooooo stupid! My best friend was gone now and he leaned down. OMG. He kissed me! Then...... gone. I was in my bed. Was it a dream? Well, I think i'll check just to be sure.
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Alexander stood in front of me. I was looking up at him from my spot in the shower.
    “Now what did آپ think آپ were going to accomplish سے طرف کی coming down here?” He asked, and looked around.
    “I thought آپ wouldn’t find me,” I admitted sheepishly. It sounded stupid when I کہا it.
    “Your thought process has yet to amaze me,” he chuckled. “This room is sound proof, right?”
    “Uh, yeah. Why?” I looked up at him curiously.
    “Just wondering if that maintenance...
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Not long پہلے people believed that in the future we would work less,have مزید free time,and be مزید relaxed.But sadly this has not happened.Today we work harder,work longer hours,and are مزید stressed than 10 years ago.We walk faster,talk faster,and sleep less than گزشتہ generations.And although we are obsessed with machines which save us time,we have less free time than our parents and grandparents had.But what is this doing to our health?An American journalist James Gleick in a new book,Faster:the acceleration of just about everything,says that people who live in cities are suffering from...
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In 1952,Audrey Hepburn was in Rome,making the film Roman Holiday with Gregory Peck.She was engaged to James Hanson,a London 'playboy',and she asked a famous Italian designer,Zoe Fontana,to make her a dress for the wedding.

Signora Fontana said,'Audrey was 23.She was so young and so beautiful then.She tried the dress on many times.It was in white lace,with a lot of tiny buttons down the back,and she wanted to wear flowers on her head.'

But 2 weeks before the wedding,Audrey Hepburn decided not to get married.She phoned Zoe Fontana and said,'I've cancelled the wedding.But I want another girl to...
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I think that the most important lesson I learned from my mentor, مصنف Arline Chase, concerned foreshadowing. Here is the Random House Webster’s definition of foreshadow: to دکھائیں یا indicate beforehand. In other words, to provide some hint, clue, یا indication of something that is going to happen.

Why is foreshadowing important? I learned this lesson the hard way. In many of my first short stories—which I recommend as a medium to anyone testing the waters to see if they want to write fiction—I thought that I was being so crafty with my endings. I wrapped up the crime (or whatever) with...
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Mick Jagger went back to his old school recently-for the first time since he left in 1961.He was invited to the school to open the 'Mick Jagger Performing Arts centre',a new موسیقی and drama department at Dartford Grammar School.

Jagger کہا that he was 'honoured' that the centre was name after him.But in a newspaper interview 2 days before he told the journalist that in fact he hated school and that he used to be a rebel.

He didn't use to do the homework-'there was far too much'-and he was continually at war with the teachers.He used to break the rules all the time,especially rules he thought...
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Write hard and clear about what hurts.
-Ernest Hemingway

There is nothing to writing. All آپ do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
-Ernest Hemingway

Everybody walks past a thousand story ideas every day. The good writers are the ones who see five یا six of them. Most people don’t see any.
-Orson Scott Card

For me, writing is exploration; and most of the time, I’m surprised where the journey takes me.
-Jack Dann

The hardest thing about writing is writing.
-Nora Ephron

If a writer falls in love with you, آپ can never die.
-Mik Everett

Don’t try to figure out what other people want to hear from...
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Asia is a culture with unique taste not only for their arts, dancing, singing, theater and religion. Even each of their weddings holds different character and distinction in them. Westhill Consulting Travel and Tours brings آپ Indonesian wedding culture which has been practiced through time in all wedding ceremonies in each island. Yes, even in the now industrialized capital, Jakarta, Indonesia.

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“Sabohime-sama, are آپ really going to send Sayorihime-sama to THAT clan?” asked a woman who was wearing a light blue sleeveless kimono, has katana on her left side of the waist and the side and back of her کیمونو, kimono are long(goes down to ankles)and the front of the کیمونو, kimono is short and is wearing white shorts, has blue hair tied up in a bun and her eyes are closed, “We have no choice Tatsuta, in our current condition, if Seimei attacks us with his army, we would lose. And besides, that old bag and his men can be trusted, and I’m pretty sure they can protect my granddaughter!”...
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