“They’ve been saying that he’s not right in the head anymore since having become ill, if he was ever right in the head in the first place. But, people are also saying that he’s no longer under the protection of the volunteers. That he’s just like how all the people were before the volunteers’ arrival, back during the great wars. He’s become wicked.” “You don’t actually believe that, do you?” Cassidy incredulously asked. “And, you, Vera, do you believe such rubbish, too?” “He has always been weird, Cass, you know that,” Vera responded. “And, now he’s preaching all this awful stuff about the volunteers, and everyone knows he even became violent at his Saturday school class a few weeks ago.” “What?” Cassidy scoffed. “I think it’s the two of …show more content…
“What do you plan on using it for?” “For our grand enlightenment,” Inez expressed. “The one we’re going to bestow on our world,” he then said bombastically. “It will be the catalyst for our world’s grand awakening.” “And, just what does that entail?” Cassidy interrogated further having sounded a bit anxious. “What do you plan to do?” “You know that statue out in front of the town hall?” Inez asked, but then he didn’t wait at all for Cassidy to respond. “The one dedicated to the volunteers that depicts a bunch of people and children sowing the seeds of the new world’s resurgence after the great wars.” “Yeah, I’m familiar with it,” answered Cassidy. “Yeah, well, I’m going to make that giant bronze monstrosity crumble to ashes after this baby right here zaps it full of microwaves and distorts its coding. And, after the people get to witness it all happen before their very eyes, we’ll finally have their attention. They can look and see firsthand all the proof they’ll ever need of the statue having been phony all this time. Proof in the form of the myriad lines worth of the volunteers’ codes that we’ll have captured on my computer’s program that I wrote.” “Then, what?” Phillip asked inquisitive to find out what the next part of Inez’s plan
Finally getting to venture through the city of the forbidden. Darkness-no light...whispers- no fright. These broken unfriendly trials were swinging with snakes. Brittle and decaying, these trials did appear. With fear and curiosity, I did walk the swinging trails with snakes. Knowing this would lead me to dead land. The land of the unforgiven...the mistreated dead land I would find. No signs, no help, nothing at all to hold me back. No one except for myself. Feeling the need to turn around, while also feeling the need to keep going. While having second thoughts, I still managed to keep going.
“No?” she inquires, clearly wanting to know more. Capheus thinks he might have an idea where this is going, so he
I was sore everywhere. I could barely move. The doctor runs inside moving his fingers in front of my face. I follow them then blink a couple of times.
“I-I-I just don’t… I just… Oh I don’t know, what did you have in mind.” Liz spit out.
“With your permission, I’ll speak to Étienne,” I said. “I will get the bottom of it, I promise you.”
“But, where did they come from?" she asked. He glanced at her, smiled, but did not answer her question
“Hmm, sounds like you’ve got your work cut out for you,” he replied rather vaguely.
“Sorry, I haven’t a clue,” he answered, smile smart. “Can’t help you out, so I guess I’ll see you around,” he stood up and watched Youma carefully, but the man just sighed and shook his head.
- Where are we going? - He asked Tim, watching with interest for his manipulation.
“Aubrey, what’s going on?” Dylan questioned her, with a look of utter curiosity on his face, even though his fists were clenched.
I feel like these rappers are so full of gas that they swallowed a glass full of Techron
“Although we continue to survive, I fear our days will end. We have grown far too great in numbers. Too many bold fleas are traveling in No More’s Land, where the Astral Beast resides. As we all know, disaster strikes whenever we are noticed by the Astral Beast. I’m afraid we can no longer remain hidden from its ever-watchful eye. Many citizens claim to have seen it, more frequently then before. Something disastrous is coming. A disaster we have yet to see and one that may very well wipe us from existence.”
For over 200 thousand years, we have looked for answers to the questions and we have discovered things. We ask questions like why, what, when, where, how and we gain knowledge, the more we gain the knowledge the more the questions arise. Questions and their Answer, that’s pretty much 200k year of our human kind. Our Life, this earth of ours and this Universe is just a big conundrum.
She complied, but looked uncomfortable, like some who was about to be told bad news.
As the writer opens his eyes, a face smiles over his present screen. This friend exhorts him to ignore the malignant gestures and the words that sustain the thud; the cretins, therefore, exude noise from their polluted streams. Furthermore, this visage ascertains him how his problems will suffocate in their own venomous air; and, he shall dream again with his rooms – where time displayed its three-faceted reality.