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TriumphAnyhow, for a couple days now, I've been trying to arrange the Pokemon theme song for A Capella. Stop judging me, I can HEAR you judging me. Well, I just finished it, and it is quite sexy, if I do say so myself. Really, that's it, I just had to put that up.
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Pathway, Ch.3, Pt. AJay and Glenn came to the bar a little early, as Jay didn’t want to give Glenn a single chance to back out on him as the time got close. Parking themselves at a table in the middle of the bar, Jay signaled for the waiter to bring drinks over. As this particular waiter had served Jay the last seven times he had been here, he quickly prepared Jay’s favorite pre-game drink: a Long Island Iced Tea. However, he had never seen the other man, and simply got a glass of ice water for him. Dropping the drinks off at the table, the waiter smiled and nodded as Jay dropped a nice starting tip on his trPathway, Ch.3, Pt. A
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Pathway, Ch. 2“I don’t know…would you say this is violet, or just purple?”Pathway, Ch. 2
Holding one foot out straight, Jade tilted her head trying to see the color of her new toenail polish. Missy always wanted to use her as a test subject for her new experiments, and most of the time she got a free pedicure out of it, so she usually put up with it. Putting her left hand to her chin, the charm bracelet on her wrist gave a jingle. Missy, sitting patiently at Jade’s feet, put her hands up in the air for an answer.
“Mmmmm…violet, definitely.” Jade said at long las
by ~Walker951
Pathway to Dawn, Ch. 1Black. Then white. The brush tip eased across the empty canvas, leaving a dark trail behind it. The artist couldn’t be sure what he was drawing yet…this one came not from his mind, but from his heart. He closed his eyes and let his heart guide the motion of his hand, feeling each brushstroke as though it were a part of him, as if his own life fueled the canvas. Lifting the brush away from the paper, the artist opened his eyes. As his calm, brown eyes slowly moved over the canvas, the artist thought he had found perfection at last. But as he scanned it againPathway to Dawn, Ch. 1
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"I would rather live my life as if there is a God, and die to find out there isn't, than live my life as if there isn't, and die to find out there is."
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We must respect evil, and we must make evil respect us.
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He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does the Lord require of you, But to do justice, to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God? ~Micah 6:8
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