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Once I was a little girl
Frightened and alone
Always the ugly duckling
In my normal-seeming home.
Given choices, given chances,
Given powers, given friends
Given hope and faith and justice
And the ways to make amends.
But things have changed a lot since then
Just as I am destined to
So I leave my former life behind me
And begin anew.
How life has changed in the past few years
How dark this place became
As a new force rose to control the world
Now, we all know their name.
I saw my family grow dim and fade
I was little! What could I do?
But if they saw me now
They'd know that I have grown up, too.
My mother's dead, my father's mad
Their memories smeared in grey
I must not remember them anymore
As I tear away.
I ran away, so far from home
She took me by the hand
This flower slowly opens up
At last I understand.
She filled my head with thoughts, with truth
More shocking by the day
I knew, in time, I should not heal
Instead, I'll take away.
We're more than they are, more by far
We far outstrip their worth
In time we'll grow, we'll rise, we'll strive
We'll take what's ours: The Earth.
I can't let go of that pleasant scent
The soothing smell of flowers
But the rest of me had changed for good
When she showed me my new powers
What once could heal could now destroy
In such a sudden swerve
And with one touch, they'll turn to dust
It's more than they deserve!
I once wanted to be just like them
To be normal... to be the same
But now I am a Goddess.
Soon, they'll all resent my name.
Eventually, the time will come
In a time of good or bad
When my mission will be put on hold
And I'll try to find my dad.
He never taught me how to fight
Too frightened of the day
When his little girl at last grew up,
and want to break away.
He's no use to me, not one of us
He's the enemy, you see.
And before his body turns to ash
I'll ask, "Remember me?"
When humankind is gone and dead
A newborn race will grow
One which, one day, will stand alone
But for now, we'll take it slow.
This world of ours must be kept safe
Kept out of human hands
For all they do is choke the sky
And violate the lands
When I am big and strong and tall
My petals all unfurled
I'll stand as Queen Behania
The Flower of the World.
Frightened and alone
Always the ugly duckling
In my normal-seeming home.
Given choices, given chances,
Given powers, given friends
Given hope and faith and justice
And the ways to make amends.
But things have changed a lot since then
Just as I am destined to
So I leave my former life behind me
And begin anew.
How life has changed in the past few years
How dark this place became
As a new force rose to control the world
Now, we all know their name.
I saw my family grow dim and fade
I was little! What could I do?
But if they saw me now
They'd know that I have grown up, too.
My mother's dead, my father's mad
Their memories smeared in grey
I must not remember them anymore
As I tear away.
I ran away, so far from home
She took me by the hand
This flower slowly opens up
At last I understand.
She filled my head with thoughts, with truth
More shocking by the day
I knew, in time, I should not heal
Instead, I'll take away.
We're more than they are, more by far
We far outstrip their worth
In time we'll grow, we'll rise, we'll strive
We'll take what's ours: The Earth.
I can't let go of that pleasant scent
The soothing smell of flowers
But the rest of me had changed for good
When she showed me my new powers
What once could heal could now destroy
In such a sudden swerve
And with one touch, they'll turn to dust
It's more than they deserve!
I once wanted to be just like them
To be normal... to be the same
But now I am a Goddess.
Soon, they'll all resent my name.
Eventually, the time will come
In a time of good or bad
When my mission will be put on hold
And I'll try to find my dad.
He never taught me how to fight
Too frightened of the day
When his little girl at last grew up,
and want to break away.
He's no use to me, not one of us
He's the enemy, you see.
And before his body turns to ash
I'll ask, "Remember me?"
When humankind is gone and dead
A newborn race will grow
One which, one day, will stand alone
But for now, we'll take it slow.
This world of ours must be kept safe
Kept out of human hands
For all they do is choke the sky
And violate the lands
When I am big and strong and tall
My petals all unfurled
I'll stand as Queen Behania
The Flower of the World.
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It has been months ever since Mimi's pregnancy and she is about to go into labor.
Moaning in pain to bring new life to the underworld, the baby was brought to the hosiptal in a stunning fasion. "Congratulations sir, it is a girl!" said a doctor in the enmergency room.
"R-Really? That is exellent news! I can't wait to show Mimi our new born when she wakes up" Grim Jr. spoke with a smile.
Mimi was a sleep in her room after the child she gave birth to has heard a noise next to her.
The baby started to cry for her mother and in shocked Mimi notice the horns on her head resembles her own, the baby stop moaning in t
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Jewel Grim,
Age: 13 - 22
Abilities: Blood Manipulation
Realitives: Grim Junior (Father) Mimi Her (Mother) Remmie (Sister) Mindy (sister) Junnie (half brother) Grim (Grandfather) Mandy (Grandmother) Minimandy (Aunt) Him (Grandfather) Blossom Utonium (Grandmother) Buttercup & Bubbles Utonium (Grand Aunts) Adam (Husband)
Backstory: When Jewel was born she was a special kind of girl, besides destined to become heir to the family throne as Queen of the entire Underworld. She loves her family and her mother, Mimi the most as their connection is a rare moment of her life.
They both love muffins and sometimes has a temper when their favorite bananna
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It was fourth of July, and the Grim family decided to celebrate it with a japanese style festival (screw tradition, Mandy had said). Booths were set up, containing both American and Japanese foods, such as hamburgers and takoyaki. There was also rides, like the ferris wheel, and plenty of games.
It being the Underworld, some of the rides, food, and games were....questionable. Like the monster petting zoo (these were NOT baby monsters, they looked like they could easily rip your hand off. No wounder Mandy was the one who suggested it). And of course, what would fourth of July be without fireworks? Everyone was allowed to co
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Morangos rot and gatinhos age and die, but this flower will always stay in bloom.
This poetry piece is about Behania, her gradual transformation at the hands of Blood, and her outlook on the world once her true power and potential has been reached. Just remember: Some flowers have thorns!
Behania originally by gamefanPPG
Helix rendition by me!!
Here's some psychological background music to represent her gradual, irreversible transformation [link] courtesy of my favourite game series!
This poetry piece is about Behania, her gradual transformation at the hands of Blood, and her outlook on the world once her true power and potential has been reached. Just remember: Some flowers have thorns!
Behania originally by gamefanPPG
Helix rendition by me!!
Here's some psychological background music to represent her gradual, irreversible transformation [link] courtesy of my favourite game series!
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it's so beautiful and crazy
you're a really good writer this is so good
you're a really good writer this is so good