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Bubbles threw her pillow up to the ceiling and let it fall on top of her for the two-hundredth twenty-fifth time. She really didn't feel like playing around with her stuffed animals today. Not even Octi. It wasn't that she was bored. It just seemed incredibly wrong to have fun when her sibling was nowhere to be found. She knew Buttercup felt the same. Actually, worse. When Buttercup had returned on the day when Bubbles had failed on passing out the missing posters, she had come back crying. And Bubbles, who had rarely seen the brunette weep, felt fearful to the core. Something really terrible must have happened to make her sister cry. She'd

"What?" you hiss angrily at Armin. Not that you mean to. But you are furious. "Why not let me go?!" "S-sorry!" Armin stutters, clearly frightened of you. The panicked wreck from the forest is back. "I-it wasn't m-my decision! C-Corporal Levi--" "Ugh, Levi! Repulsive human!" you snap. "Why I let leviathan tie me? I not lie down here. I leave! I FREE!" Armin seems completely dumbfounded by the snide nickname you gave Levi, but you could care less. So as long as Armin doesn't get into trouble as a result, you are going to call that stupid jerk of a shorty whatever-you-want. It's noon now. You're supposed to be free to walk around. It's his

Deep underground the district was a large dungeon cell, larger than most others of its kind. Two Military Policemen, as usual, were keeping guard of what the Scouting Legion had claimed to be their most important source of information. Important information that they never had a chance to find out, for inside the humongous icy chunk bound with chains and mystery was the girl that had been a participant of a mission that dated back to the year 845. A mission that had failed. A mission that her accomplices had failed. Said girl had pale blond short hair, the loose strands glimmering dimly along with the sheen of her crystal. Her cold blue ey

After much explaining of what they knew, many introductions and hoof-to-handshakes, and fitting themselves into their own Omni-Directional Maneuver Gears (that were also part of the equipment they had brought along), the fillies had to part ways under the orders of a nearby Garrison officer. Apple Bloom and Scootaloo were to join Squad 34, Eren's squad; this provided some comfort for the two, as they were at least sticking with someone that they had grown used to being around. Sweetie Belle had been assigned to the rearguard to supervise civilian evacuation along with Mikasa, and Sweetie was joyful of her own accord to be paired up with someo

Two girls were traveling through the forest, filled with coniferous trees about seven to fifteen meters tall. One girl was carrying the other, holding the second girl beneath the arms as they both flew. The first girl, the one holding the other, was a pale-skinned lass of about fifteen years in age. She had whitish hair, tied back into a shoulder-length ponytail. Her eyes were crimson with white centers, but her abnormally colored orbs still lent her some of the best of sights. The fake scratches colored gold upon her eyelids gleamed in the little rods of sunlight that managed to sift through the trees. Her large, soft white wings fanned out

She sat between See-More and Jinx as she and everyone else waited for Gizmo to do his work. The silver-haired girl looked on nervously as she dusted her white medieval tunic dress, pulling the black sash around her waist tighter. She tugged at the long sleeves and fingered her soft white moccasins. She ran her small hands over her black cat ears and leggings. She trembled. Whether it was from fear or excitement, she couldn't tell. Jinx noticed this and laid a hand on the shoulder of this small girl. "Don't worry, Sibyl," the mistress of bad luck said. "It'll be okay. Tonight, we'll be able to take anything we want." Jinx's pink eyes locked

CHAPTER 1: Friendship on Our Side "ADAAAAAAAAGIOOOOOOOO!" Said siren only had seconds to glimpse a flash of pink before being tackle-hugged by an enthusiastic Pinkie Pie. "I'm soooooo happy you could come today!" Adagio gasped for breath, struggling to break free from the party planner's embrace. "Erk… thanks, Pinkie, but… OW! Too tight!" "Whoops!" Pinkie finally let go. "Sorry! I'm just really, really nervouscited that you and Aria and Sonata came to help us with decorations for the social!" A frown crossed her face. "Hey, where are they?" "They had to go to the bathroom," Adagio replied flatly. "They'll be back – whi

NAME: Ishan GENDER: Male AGE: 14 HEIGHT: 164 cm (5’5”) WEIGHT: 45 kg (99.2 lbs.) SPECIES: Human (or relatively close to it) OCCUPATION: Regomancer LIKES: Organizing things, being recognized as worthy DISLIKES: Having his concentration bothered, being underestimated HOBBIES: Target practice, watching clouds, ball sports, board games APPEARANCE: His hair is jet black, slightly slicked forward, and a tad longer and thicker than that of an average boy (although the hair never goes past the bottom of his neck). He has spiky-edged bangs that happen to be uneven in length, as they extend to partially cover his right eye. It doe

“Man, that was fun,” Kibou said as he stretched his arms out. The six students had decided to spend the entire afternoon and evening at the arcade. They were going to save the occasion for when summer break actually came along, but the earlier hype proved to be too strong for them to resist being swept up in. Aya sighed. “Why does daylight go by so fast. . .” “Actually, we just spent a really long time in there,” Ronin pointed out. “Besides, it’s summer. The day’s gone by very—” “Yeah, yeah, we get it,” Eun-Ha cut in. “Doesn’t change the saying that