Ectoblood - DP.The thick scent of copper and sulfur emanated from the alleyway before Valerie Gray, which did not surprise her at all—the sulfur didn't, anyway. Plasm was tangy green and sulfuric. However, the unmistakable sticky, blood-like aroma that accompanied it threw her. It sent a strong feeling through her nose, and tried hard though she did to pin its source from something else, she could not shake the suspicion that it was coming from the Phantom ghost.Ectoblood - DP. by cellyangiechowski
Why would Phantom have...blood, on it? Red, human blood? It made no sense. It claimed to have no ill will towards humanity. It claimed. Valerie knew better, but that wasn't the point. Phantom worked hard to build its illusion, had it slipped? Had it harmed someone? The very thought roiled her veins. It was wounded now, thanks to her handiwork, shoulders hulking forward as it struggled to stifle the flow, teeth grit, and bared. At her. It did not seem to have much patience left where she was concerned.
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So apparently I do things.
Leaving the CradleLeaving the Cradle by PierceHart
By: Pierce E. Hart
Jan. 16, 2010
"The Earth is the cradle of mankind,
But one cannot stay in the cradle forever."
- Konstanin Tsiolkovsky, 1895
Space today seems as inhospitable and as utterly worthless as the frigid wastes of Northern Europe and Asia must have appeared to an average resident of East Africa fifty-thousand years ago. But yet, like the north, it is the frontier whose possibilities and challenges will allow human society to make its next great transformation. The human race is in extreme peril. There are countless internal threats to the human race, as most people are well aware of, however, we have some degree of control over these threats. The real threat comes from the outside influences, over which we can only exert pathetic attempts to survive. The relative few species of dinosaurs completely ruled the planet, for millions of years, yet they could not prevent their own demise at the hands of outside factors. Asteroids. The most threa
Beware, onlooker: shit may fly.
My original account is , which will still be updated, but it's just so old and full of so much clutter, I felt it was time for a new account.