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Not What it Seemed
"Finally!" Ben shouted, "It's Halloween!"
Ben loved Halloween (and who doesn't?). It was the time of year where he would get to show off his amazing, almost exact, costumes of many different people and creatures that he's done. He was most known for his Van Helsing costume, which almost got the police involved because of the trench coat. Regardless, he has a knack for costumes.
This year, he was going to go a little more 'child friendly' with costumes. He's decided to base his costume off of a cartoon called 'Ben 10'. He realized the irony and such behind both of their names, but he's been watching the show recently and found it rather entertaining and awesome. So, he went to work on perfecting his costume. It didn't take much, though; it was a simple shirt and jeans with an iconic wrist watch that only fans would know. He had a week before Halloween, but the chances of finding a watch by this time are quite slim, but he's will
Ben 10: Undercover part 1 of 3
Ben 10 Omniverse: Undercover
Morning in Bellwood
The door from a bank exploded. From inside came out two aliens; one was somewhat human looking green alien, in elegant white fashionable suit with matching hat, like gangsters in old movies used to wore. He carried a strangle glowing orb, size of the basket ball. Second alien had a purple skin. He was really fat, but also three times bigger than his companion. Dumb look on his face leaved no doubt, who's in charge.
"Next time be more careful with explosives, Grunt" said a green alien admiring his orb "I don't want my new toy to have scratches."
Suddenly a green high-tech motorcycle blocked them a further way. It was Tenn-Speed, a vehicle belonging to Ben Tennyson.
"I'm in the good mood, so I'm giving you a choice." Ben prepared himself to transform "Do you prefer to be electrocuted, frozen or simply beat up?"
"Pff, I don't have time to deal with some simpleton. Grunt! Violence, please."
A giant alien charged a
Sailor Jupiter Costume
Redryan was getting ready for Halloween night, for it is his favorite time of year's. But then someone knock on the door and Redryan run to it.
"Hello, who out there?"
But no one answer on the other side of the door, and when he open the door, there was no one there, only a pink ribbon on the floor.
"Uh, did someone left this? Are there anyone near by!?"
But again, there was no answer, and Redryan took the ribbon off the floor. As he went to his room, he look at his mirror, trying to put the ribbon on his chest.
"Mmm...this feel nice. And this ribbon fet just right. But i am not going to wear this pink ribbon on Halloween night."
As he try to remove the ribbon, the ribbon somehow fuse to his shirt, and then he saw eletricity surrended his ribbon. The the eletricity began to spread all over his body and his shirt began to get thin, and the color turn white, at the top it turn green. Then his jean turn green and began to fold up, and turn into a green skirt, only covering his 'thing'. Th
Ben 10: UnLucky Girl Part 3A pair of golden eyes reflected in the darkness as Ben moved cautiously into the alleyway. At the far end a creature hissed and growled.
G...Grow awrrray Brrrrren, it hissed, I in contrrrrol now...but...not...surrre. it hissed.
Gwen fight it, your... tears stained his face as he moved closer, ...I...This isn't you Gwen.
The monster lunged at Ben, pinning him to the ground, he struggled under the beast to get free but Gwen was stronger. She leaned n closer licking her lips before tasting his tears again. The beast threw back kits head and roared, leaping off of Ben and bounding off. Ben pursued until Gwen leaps up a fire scape and began to quickly ascend the stairs.
Your not going to loose me that easy Gwen, Ben said as he lifted the Omnitrix, a moment later he was once again Heat blast. Flying up he reached the roof before Gwen but as she reached the top she growled before launching herself over his head and dropping to all fo
IowaIf you visit Iowa,
you'll call her fields empty,
but she wasn't born that way.
A part of her was carved out
when she was ripped between Virginia
and the purple mountains of New Mexico.
Her gold hair, she tore it out when she realized
it didn't make her a princess.
She laid her locks strung along every road
leading somewhere else.
White hairs on her cheeks
are scars from winter.
Her hair darkens with the dampness
of summer rains.
The storms are never silent,
but neither is life when there's a tear
in your childhood where
a parent ought to be.
I've been flooded by Iowa's sorrow.
The only way I can distract her from her own voided landscape
is if I hate myself harder than she cries.
She just wants to fly
and I want to bus or train,
not because I fear death, but because
I want to take living slow.
It's the only way I ever feel.
From the air it's hard to watch Earth's hips move.
But Earth can't compare to the country.
That's my girl.
Full grown even when harvesting season's j
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