#plot 13

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“Your life is just a big lie, isn´t that right Ajax. Pushing peoples buttons, teasing and flirting. Doing everything in your power to get a reaction out of someone. But the truth is that it is all a facade. In reality, you are just as afraid and shy as the rest of us.” - Penelope Black 

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Also, I just realised that I actually haven't introduced any of my characters on my blog, but I will do as soon as possible in case anyone of you is curious as to who they are

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I have decided, I will give my character Ajax, real thick black “nerd” glasses. And no one can stop me.

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Today's big question: Should I give one of my characters glasses or not? 

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WIP Intro

So, I just realised that haven't introduced the projects that I´m slowly but surely working on at the moment. So I thought that I better do that to give some kind of insight into what I might possibly be posting about. And since I really like to torture myself I´m obviously trying to work on two things at once and I have no idea how long I will be able to keep that up...Anyway, let's get to it 

The Guardians: Chartaetós hämd

The Guardians is a series that I´m currently writing on Wattpad and as some might be able to tell by the title it is written in Swedish. It is a sequel to my first ever compleated story on Wattpad and  the title translates to The Guardians: Chartaetós revenge 

It has gone 10 years since the Guardians defeated the dragon Fávlo and returned peace to the country Ewithá. The four Guardians and their dragons have since continued their work with helping the citizens and keeping the peace within the country. But while everyone is busy keeping their eyes on the troubles happening within Ewithás borders no one seems to notice the threat that rises from the outside. 

Plot 13 (No official title yet)

This one is supposed to be a kind of mystery novel, I haven't managed to work out all the details yet. 

The story follows 6 young adults who have nothing in common except for one thing; They were all friends with a girl named Penelope Black. A girl that went missing a few months ago. They have all received one letter signed in Penelope's name stating that if they wanted to figure out what happened to her they had to all come and live together in her old summer house together for the summer. However, it exists a catch; If they want to figure out what actually happened to their friend they need to keep their deepest darkest secret just that, a secret. Sounds easy right? Nothing has ever been easy when it comes to Penelope Black. 

[areutheonerpg]

Halou, babies, ¿puedo reservar a Muse X para mi Harold Styles, Muse AB para Nicola Peltz y, Muse AW para Kat Mcnamara, PLSS? *:･ﾟ✧╰(◡‿◡✿╰)

Hola, cosa preciosa. Por supuesto que si; muse X para Haroldo Styles, muse AB para la preciosa de Nicola Peltz y muse AW para Kat zanahoria Mcnamara. Ahora cuenta con 24 horas para su audición y ya sabe que si necesita tiempo, viene y lo pide.

summer.

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Plot 13 || Jim & Sherri

He stepped off the transporter pad, smiling at Scotty almost shyly. He was still a little skittish around the Enterprise’s practically famous chief engineer. Sherrinford had just returned from an away mission with Captain Kirk. Thankfully everything on the surface had gone just fine.

He turned to excuse himself from Kirk and frowned, deeply confused, when he saw himself staring back at him. “What the-” He clapped a hand over his mouth, greatly startled to hear Kirk’s voice coming out of it. 

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Plot 13

the-aikidoal

Luna had read about people who dreamt in color. Supposedly it was uncommon. She dreamt in color...when she wasn't dreaming in black. She used to dread sleeping, her dream self suspended in the sea of nothing, but she welcomed it as of late. It meant the other dreams couldn't disturb her. She felt comfort in the black nothingness that used to suffocate her. 

She breathed deeply in the moments of calm that lingered tonight. Her eyes snapped open when she hear something approach her. Fur. Bertram, the rabbit that used so be her pet before he died years ago. She crouched down and nuzzled her face in his brown fur. This wasn't good. Once one thing penetrated her dreams, it was usually followed by something else....