AN- This event did occur to me. It happened quite literally a half-hour ago. I wanted to share <3 ... that, and I needed to warm up my writing prowess.

 At 3:20 AM, the redhead had to go to the bathroom (she was obviously awake, since her fucked-up sleeping pattern never really changed. She constantly denied that it was insomnia).Or restroom. Or washroom. Or whatever you wish to call it. She slinked off of the couch, careful about her thighs (they were sore from dancing with her step-sisters two days prior). She silently made her way to the designated room in which to relieve herself. She...

You wake up feeling just fine. It's your boyfriend's birthday and you refuse to let anything bring you down. You barely make it to the bus, but why should you care? You made it, didn't you? The second bus you board presents you with an omen. Your best friend Blake isn't going to school today, so you have to sit beside your less-friendly, more perverted and sexist friend Corwin. You put up with his bragging until you reach the school. Your ratty, out-of-the-way school in the countryside. It sickens you, it really does. First hour flies by with no troubles. You have your major assignment done...

Awesome-ly Tripping

Nation tripped along adorably. He was on his way to meet his lover, Mary Lee, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see an armadillo hopping along, carrying a tree in its mouth.

Nation was almost in a river when he came across a dangerous cake, lying alone on a scary plate. "That must be a treat from my hilarious bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked awesome, so he ate it.

It gave him the most enormous tingling sensation in his head. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Mary Lee.

When Mary Lee came out to meet him, she took one look and...

I am scared to death that my phone's notepad will crash, so I decided to post this here. I didn't want to defile the 'After the Fall' club, either, so I will dump it on my club in hopes that it won't disappear. C,: Yeah, these are some fucked up notes on my three (well, two) 'After the Fall' fan-characters. Enjoy, motherfuckers.

 Nation:
Male
Half-armadillo
Round glasses
Mentally insane: Myrnin-style
Thinks his left hand 'witnesses things', so he shakes the shit out of it
Laughs at Inkbeasts 
Shoots with a musket Brown Bess
Wears upper-body armour
23 years old 
Long, curly, dark Brown hair
Scales on...

Light was captured, leaving her defenseless. She was at the non-existent mercy of the being that tormented her: Anti-Nicole, also known as Virus. The dark warehouse gave out a sense of impending doom. Tension was heavy in the air, and you could almost taste the bitter fear on your tongue. 
  Yxari couldn't see. She would be able to if her eyes glowed, but she didn't want to be spotted ^so easily. Her breathed from her mouth, trying to remain silent. Her eyes filled with tears, her sight becoming even worse. Her paranoia was the only trait she could feel-- her lack of medication strengthened...