Story time with Peace!!

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Peace Alliance

 Gather 'round Gather 'round. Tis time for Storys with Peace Alliance!!

There once was this Wolf named Chacha. But unlike most wolves, he wasn't raised with a pack. Nor did he have little cub brothers, a mather, or father. No, poor Chacha was raised by a Cheeta, in the african safarie. So you might ask yourself, how did this come to be? Well, thats not important at all. Because the question is, how did he find his way home?

Chacha was never an ordinary cheeta. when the others were chasing down wild elk, and bathing in the sun, Chacha would sometimes run through the woods, chasing monkeys and rats. Finally one shadey afternoon, while Chacha's cheeta brothers were laying in the sun, his cheetah father named Fasfee came up to him and told him he would have to leave.
"Leave?" Chacha said, "what do you mean leave? where would i go?".
"North. Go north untill you find your home." he replyed.
"But this is my home?" Chacha insisted
"Nay, tis where you live, but its not your home Chacha. now go"

And with that, Chacha left towards the north. At first he set of at a quick pace, trying to forget his brothers and sister. How could they have just asked him to leave? But as time passed he began to slow down, days became weeks, and Chacha began wondering what this quest was about. The lands about him would slowly change. the woods would thicken and grass would shorten. What was once huge plains of open land turned into dark forests and moundains. Having never traveled this far before Chacha didn't have a clue where he was going. he hadn't seen another cheetah in weeks and slowly, he began to wonder if he was ever going to see one again. But one night when he was following the north star, Chacha heard a noise. A noise he had never heard before and yet somehow found familiar. The howling in the distance seemed to be burning in his head.
'What was making that noise?' He thought to himself, as he pushed on through the forest.

Chacha couldn't help it much longer though, soon he needed to know what was making that howling noise. He tuned his ears to the sound which eventually led him towards the east. The huge midnight moon seemed to sparkle as he ran towards it. Chacha picked up speed as he raced towards the sounds. As if they were calling for him. Narrowly dodging the trees and bushes Chacha began to wonder if his brothers could ever run this fast through the woods. Just then, Chacha was startled as the forest all of a sudden broke open and made way for a huge gaping lake. The otherside was too far away to see, but he could see just down the shoreline where the beach turned into a cliff. And at the very top of this massive cliff, was a pack of wild Wolves. Outlined in front of the bright moon, their noses were turned up as the howled. Chacha had never seen anything like this before. Had he even known there were such creatures, just like him, he would have left ages ago.

He bolted up towards the pack, as fast as he could, but only once he had turned the corner of what he had thought to have been a bay, did he reolise that the pack he was chasing was in fact on another landmass. They were across a small, fastmoving river, and had no idea he was there. As Chacha watched in horrer, he saw the pack begin to leave the cliff. Back into the forest. Chacha now knew this is why he had to leave, and he wasn't going to come this far only to miss his oppertunity. He searched wildly up and down the shoreline for a safe passage across with no luck. As he watched the last wolf walk into the forest, he cried out in desperation, and for the first time in his life, he made a howling sound like he had never before. calling out to his pack, calling out to the moon. Chacha finally felt like he was himself.

The last wolf entered the forest and Chacha was sure he had seen the last of him. Curling up into a ball, he began to think of what life would have been like with wolves. As he sat there wondering, he noticed some heads popping out of the woods directly across from him. They were infact wolves.

The rest of th night was spend trecking upriver, following his pack untill they reached a safe passage. From that time on, Chacha could finally feel at home with his pack.

Ok, thats the end of story time with Peace, no you all must go to SLEEP! MOAAHAHAHAH I'm an evil camp councillor!! hahahahahaha......
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no i really mean it....

Cindarin

 What was the point of all this?
"Without love life has no meaning." - Joseph Nicholas

"Looks are just an added bonus." - Joseph Nicholas

"Meine Liebe, Mein Leben, Meine Welt." - Joseph Nicholas

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Peace Alliance

 Seeing as how you failed to define your pronoun, i'm going to assume "this" was referring to life. And in that case, the meaning of life is growth, wolf would agree, correct?


Now i have a similar question for you cindarin, what isn't the point of this?

Sausage Head

 THERE IS NO POINT TO LIFE.



i am all alone.
my mother killed was by Beagle 2 in our home on Mars.
i am now a Martian refugee.
i am all alone.
there is no point in life.

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Who lives in a pineapple under the sea
Spongebob Squarepants
Absorbent and yellow and pourous is he
Spongebob Squarepants
If nautical nonsense be something you wish
Spongebob Squarepants
Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish
Spongebob Squarepants.
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Spongebob Squarepants!

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I've paid my dues
Time after time
I've done my sentence
But committed no crime
And bad mistakes
I've made a few
I've had my share of sand
Kicked in my face
But I've come through
And I need to go on and on and on and on

We are the champions - my friend
And we'll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions of the world

I've taken my bows
And my curtain calls
You've bought me fame and fortune
And everything that goes with it
I thank you all
But it's been no bed of roses no pleasant cruises
I consider it a challenge before the whole human race
And I ain't gonna lose
And I need to go on and on and on and on

We are the champions - my friend
And we'll keep on fighting till the end
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No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions

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And we'll keep on fighting till the end
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We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions

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No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions

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The Weasel Liberation Mov

 HE IS PEACE! HE NEEDS NO POINT!

HAIL PEACE! HAIL PEACE! HAIL PEACE!

Highest rank on Regular: 1st
Highest rank on Turbo: 9th

IFman

 I'm worried about you two :unsure:  
I'm so tired of being lost in a world,
Where no one can find me.
I want to break free of the cage,
That has been enclosing me for too long.
I know that I am alone and no one will save me,
So I am to escape for myself.
I wander down a path,
That will go on for eternity.
I shall never reach the end,
I am trapped no matter where I go.
Though I finally manage to reach the end,
I must fight the monster inside of me to pass.
It is filled with so much anger, hate, and despair,
The only antidote is love, courage, and hope.
The three things I do not have,
And never will.
It is there that I give up,
I have nothing left but myself.
So I lay down forever,
Never going to get up again...as I fade away from all existence.

Peace Alliance

 OK, why the bloody cornpipe was this moved to the spa room??? only thing that does is merit the annoying 5 word replys that don't mean anything. *sigh* its just not fair i tells ya, i work hard on a story involving a wolf, and then it gets moved to the spa room?

IFman

 there there *pats peace on the back* they're just jelous of your great story tellng
I'm so tired of being lost in a world,
Where no one can find me.
I want to break free of the cage,
That has been enclosing me for too long.
I know that I am alone and no one will save me,
So I am to escape for myself.
I wander down a path,
That will go on for eternity.
I shall never reach the end,
I am trapped no matter where I go.
Though I finally manage to reach the end,
I must fight the monster inside of me to pass.
It is filled with so much anger, hate, and despair,
The only antidote is love, courage, and hope.
The three things I do not have,
And never will.
It is there that I give up,
I have nothing left but myself.
So I lay down forever,
Never going to get up again...as I fade away from all existence.

Peace Alliance

 Why'd they call this spam??? *rolls eyes and mutters* moderators  :rolleyes:

anywho, thanks shael for bringing it back.

The Voice

 I loved your story Peace! YAY
So quiet
Another wasted night
The television steals
The conversation
Exhale
Another wasted breath
Again it goes unnoticed.

Please tell me you're
Just feeling tired
'cause if it's more than
That I feeel that I might break
Out of touch  out of time.
Please send me anything
But signals that are mixed
Cause I can't read
Your rolling eyes
Out of touch  
Are we out of time?

Close lipped
Another goodnight kiss
Is robbed of all it's passion,
Your grip
Another time, is slack
It leaves me feeling empty.

I'll wait until tomorrow
Maybe you'll feel better then
Maybe we'll be better then
So what's another day
When I can't bear
These nights of thoughts
Of going on without you
This mood of yours is temporary
It seems worth the wait
To see your smile again
Out of the corner of your eye
Won't be the only way
You'll look at me then.


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I'm missing your bed  
I never sleep
Avoiding the spots
where we'd have to speak
And this bottle of
beast is taking me home.
I'm cuddling close
to blankets and sheets
You're not alone
and you're not discreet.
You make sure I know  
who's taking you home.
I'm reading your
note over again.
There is not a word
that I comprehend
except when you signed it
"I will love you always
and forever"

As for now I'm gonna
hear the saddest songs,
and sit alone and wonder
how you're making out
But as for me I wish that I was anywhere
With anyone
making out

I'm missing your laugh,
how did it break?
And when did your eyes
begin to look fake?
I hope you're as happy
as your pretending.
I'm missing your bed,
I never sleep.
Avoiding the spots
where we'd have to sleep.
And this bottle of
Beast is taking me home.

Your hair
It's everywhere
Screaming infidelities
Taking it's wear
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Consider the odds
consider the obvious.
The martyr is meaningless
the campaign has died.
In the planning stages
and the fallen faces
are the singular proof
that it was ever alive.

This purchased rebellion
has been outdated
denounced and rescinded
and left to die championless.
I begged you not to go.
I begged you  I pleaded.
Claimed you as my only hope
and watched the floor
as you retreated.

Hope has sprung a perfect dive
a perfect day, a perfect lie.
A slowly crafted monologue
conceding your defeat.

Does it comfort you to know
you fought the good fight?
Basking in your victory,
hollow and alone
to boast your bitter
bragging rights
to anyone who'll listen.
While you're left with
nothing tangible to gain
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Whatever poisons in this bottle
will leave me broken, sore and stiff
But it's the genie at the bottom who I'm sucking at,
he owes me one last wish
So here's a present to let you know I still exist
I hope the next boy that you kiss has something terribly contagious on his lips

But I got a plan (I got a plan)
To drink for forty days and forty nights
A sip for every second-hand tick
And every time you fed the line,
?you mean so much to me?
I'm without you

Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say
Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say

And even if her plane crashes tonight
she'll find some way to disappoint me,
by not burning in the wreckage,
or drowning at the bottom of the sea
Jess, I still taste you, and thus reserve my right to hate you
And all this empty space that you create
does nothing for my flawless sense of style
It's 8:45 (it's 8:45), the weather is getting better by the hour (rains all the time)
I hope it rains there all the time
And if you ever said you miss me then don't say you never lied
I'm without you

Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say
Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say,
who would do anything you say

Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it [15x]

Okay no more songs about you. After this one I am done.
You're gone.[repeat untill end]

Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say
Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say
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Last night I swallowed liquor and a lighter
and this morning I threw up fire
But it's nothing new
I've been piecing it together and it's got something to do
with every look thrown like a knife across a crowded room
And every slow and quiet car ride I spent drinking in the backseat
Every stupid melody to every stupid song,
and every stupid word that everybody's hanging on

What difference does this difference in age make?
I know how it ends... she'll kill me quick.
Call 911, I'm already dead but
someone should be caught and held responsible
for this bloody mess

Last night I fell asleep next to a liar
and I woke up with a shiner
And it's all that I remember from a night spent lying on my back with a view
of a stone white ceiling and the back of your head
And this quiet dark bed feels like the middle of nowhere
And we beat each other up just like we always do
When I'm talking to myself I'd always rather be talking to you

What difference does this difference in age make?
I know how it ends... she'll kill me quick.
Call 911, I'm already dead but
someone should be caught and held responsible
for this bloody mess

Call homicide, take the case to court
Cause her lips taste like a loaded gun
I'm her number one chalk outline on the floor

They hung her from the bridge on Monday
The gathering turned to a mob out on the lawn
They dropped her body in the river
School and work returned to normal before long
(before long... and no one will mention any of this again)

Call 911, I'm already dead but
someone should be caught and held responsible
for this bloody mess

Call homicide, take the case to court
Cause her lips taste like a loaded gun
I'm her number one chalk outline on the floor
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I got a twenty-dollar bill
That says no one's ever seen you without makeup.
You're always made up.
And I'm sick of your tattoos
and the way you always criticize the Smiths.
and Morrissey.

And I know that you're a sucker for anything acoustic.
But when I say let's keep in touch,
I really mean I wish that you'd grow up.
This is the first song for your mix tape.
It's short just like your temper,
But somewhat golden like the afternoons
We used to spend before you got too cool.

I got a twenty-dollar bill
that says no one's ever seen you without makeup.
You're always made up.
And I'm sick of your tattoos
And the way you don?t appreciate Brand New
And me.

And I know that you're a sucker for anything acoustic.
But when I say let's keep in touch,
I hope you know I mean I wish that you?d grow up
This is the first song for your mix tape
And it?s short just like your temper
But somewhat golden like the afternoons
We used to spend before you got too cool.

Yeah, but I wish you were my shadow [repeat 4x]
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So people ask my why I have a big signature and I say...
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To annoy people

RazorClaw

 And... the point of that was? To relieve your depraved mind? To show your sociopathical nature!? To-- *two men in white uniforms walk in* Doctor I: "Come now, Calvin, off the computer. It's time to take your medication for today. The asylum was growing worried about your absence! Me: "NO! NO! I DIDN'T DO IT! IT WASN'T MY FAULT! I DIDN'T WRITE THAT NOTE!!! Doctor I: "We know, we know. Now, come with us." *is dragged off by doctors*

Holby

 Meh, skip the stupido replies, story time was cool.
I will not deleted this

RazorClaw

 Ahhh. Those nice men gave me some medicine and I feel better. Peace, pretty good story. If you were to actually publish it as a children's story, I'd say you should lengthen it and add more detail. I'm taking my nap now. *snores*

Peace Alliance

 You guys are way too good for me ego. My friend posted my L'Ifnar site on this place and everyone replyed saying i wrote like 10 year old kid and i couldn't do anything right and that i should stop writing for ever... it was just nasty. ... Not that i took it to heart, i just think that those people must be wierd to think that if everyone else loves it.

Anyways... donno if it would surprise you or not, but i wrote this story as i went along, lol. just made it up on the spot like i would every night as a camp councellor. best way to get em to sleep is to bribe em with a crasy bedtime story.  :D  

Ashyra Nightwing

 *noddles* That is a spiffy story, Peace..  just spiffy.
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