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AND I SAY NYEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEHHHHHH! It was a cold week. I remember it even now, as I lie here. The cold I'm feeling, the numbness. It brings it all back to me. My queen always told me I'd be something great. I grew up writhing around, being fed. Watching the workers. Fiona, she was my favorite. She always gave me a little extra. Patted me on my grubby head, told me how good a larva I was. She cried the day I started to become a pupa. I didn't know why then. She saw me as her own, I think. It hurt her to see me grow up. When I emerged as an adult, I knew what I had to do. I was a strong, independent female bee. But the hive depended on me. It was so close to the Long Cold. We didn't know much about it. All we knew is it became unbearable cold. In order to keep the hive warm and protect the queen, we needed honey. We needed it to feed, to stay strong. So I went to work. Fiona, before she passed a week after I became an adult... She was so proud of me. I visited so many flowers. Flowers of every kind, shape. Flowers I'd never imagined before. It was stunning, this world. Each week, the air became colder. By the fourth week, my old exoskeleton could hardly stand it. Heh. Funny, really. How quickly life goes by. How we take it for granted. Fiona, she never took it for granted. Not for a moment. She lived and died for the hive. I used to want more. I wanted to read the arts, to learn the history of our kind. The other workers never really understood. They didn't bother me, though, as long as I made honey. It was lonely, being an outsider like that. They didn't interact with me outside of work, but I suppose I never had anything in common with them beyond the hive. None of it matters now, though. Fifth week. I was so tired. I knew my time on this wonderful world was almost over. I had seen so many flowers, experienced so much for a worker. It was so cold. The cold came earlier and earlier each day, making it hard to fly. I thought maybe I'd live long enough to see The Cluster. I had heard rumors, the legends. The Cluster, a giant gathering of bees during The Long Cold. It would have been a glorious final thing to see, but it wasn't to be. We'd often times seen The Giants. Monstrously tall beings that lurked in the Outside. They didn't often bother us, but sometimes we had to chase them away from our flowers. This one was different. The whole hive shook violently. The cold... The cold hit me so hard, I could barely move. The Hive! By the queen, the hive... It had been ripped apart. The giant had thrown something, the others said. My home. My home had been damaged. And I knew what had to be done. I rallied all the strength I cold, buzzing my wings with the determination of a young worker once more. I joined the others as we sortied out, the young giant's laughter turning to shrieks of panic as we swarmed in our fury. I watched as it's gigantic limbs flailed, knocking us asunder. Others extended their weapons, puncturing it's flesh. It seemed to cry in pain, and began to retreat. However, it never stopped fighting. As it narrowly missed me, I felt my anger boil over. This beast had destroyed my home, endangered my people. I buzzed in fury as I sank my rear-spear deep into the giant. It shrieks, swatting at me as I pulled away. I was hit. I felt something rip, tear. As i tumbled to ground, I saw my stinger still embedded in the giant's flesh. Now, here I am. Cold. So cold. Is this what the Long Cold feels like? Is it here yet? I've lost track of time. Nothing. I don't feel anything. The cold is gone. I feel tired. I'm going to take a nap. I wonder if when I wake up, I'll get to see The Cluster... |
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K I did Don't say lettuce in club penguin |
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Why the hell not ![]() |
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why is that in the icarly wiki- nothinggggggggggggggg |
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rip I love everything Tig doing. |
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exactly ntoitgtr |
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thats not a word??? What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo. |
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same Ratio of precision: 0.666 |
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Oh wow. Nice. ![]() |
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u are pizza http://atelier801.com/topic?f=5&t=795263&p=2222 |
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Not gonna bother copying that ![]() |
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Is that Steven's Universe? @4547931 Dernière modification le 1470800760000 |
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dude same |
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olzsaL neK Mii 1: "I wish my chin was wider." Mii 2: "I wouldn't worry too much about it." Mii 3: "Your chin? That's a little peculiar." Mii 4: "What are you talking about? You have the chin of a Greek god!" Dernière modification le 1470832260000 |
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you're a bee * I saw the look on your face. The dust on your clothes. It was... all wrong. * And then, the killing... I couldn't look away... All those innocent people... * Even P-Papyrus... and... U... Undyne... * I... You...... * I'LL KILL YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |