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BEEP BEEP BEEP! I rolled over and threw a pillow at my alarm clock. "Scott! Get your lazy ass downstairs!" my crackhead professor yelled. I ran to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I looked in the mirror to see my red optic blasts firing back at me. I put my long, wavy brown hair with natural no highlights into a messy bun. I threw on a pair of ruby-quartz glasses and my favorite X-men uniform. I went downstairs to see my professor sitting at the table holding a bottle of vodka and a cigarette. "Listen up Cyclops! I needed money to pay for the danger room, so I sold you. Your new owners will be here any minute, so go pack!"
"You can't do that! You're an awful professor!" He shrugged and took a swig of vodka. "I never wanted you to join my school in the first place. Go upstairs and pack now!" I planted my feet to the ground. "No! Why don't you just use all the money you spend on crack and meth to pay the bills? " He threw his cigarette at me. "Because I love drugs and hate you!" I stormed upstairs and felt the tears start to stream down my face. There was no way I was going to let him sell me to a creepy old man! I grabbed my backpack and filled it with some clothes and my favorite books. I tossed in my iPhone 4s and my Captain America poster. I decided I was going to have to run away. Since I'm not like other mutants, I don't have very many friends. My gay friend Bobby was mean, but he lived like a block away. I slung the backpack over my shoulder and slipped on my converse. I bolted down the stairs and towards the front door when I felt someone grab me by the hood. It was my professor's evil mutant pot-belly enemy. "Xavier your X-man Cyclops is trying to run away!" I punched him in the face which made him let go of me. But when I opened the door I saw 4 superheroes blocking the way. One with baby blue orbs and rocky brown rocks spoke first. "Ello Love. We're your new owners!" I rolled my eyes and pushed him. "Aren't you guys that stupid team Fantastic Four? There's no way in hell I'm going with you!" I tried to run through them but I felt something hit the back of my head. I spun around to see my professor had just thrown a telepathic beam at me. I tried to jump on him but two of the superheroes grabbed my arms. He laughed in my face. "Thanks for taking him off my hands boys. Bye you mutant!" "Shut the fuck up you dumb Professor X! You're the one who just sold his own X-man! I hate you!" The boy with on fire eyes slapped me. "Hey! Don't curse you Cyclops!" I slapped him back. "Shut the fuck up!" Before I had a chance to punch him, someone put a rag around my mouth. It smelled like chemicals, and it made me pass out.
vaguely twinkish coworker: theres a guy in my apartment complex whose wifi is called “burger time” me (not paying attention): i made a little digital version of you on my computer and every time you say something dumb to me i go home and torture it
average university freshmen trying to find their upperclassman for a group project
my name is cell darkness dimentia way and im a bio-android (thats how i got my name) lots of people tell me i look like frieza he is a major fucking hottie (an if you dont know who that is get tha hell outta here!!)