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Sword's 10 Fave Custom Tracks in Mario Kart Wii Sword's 10 Favorite Custom Tracks of Mario Kart Wii (links in desc.)
1.) Snowy Circuit 2
2.) Misty Ruins
3.) Rooster Island
4.) Delfino Island
5.) Daisy's Palace
6.) Beagle Plains
7.) Kinoko Cave
8.) Rainbow Dash Road
9.) Haunted Woods
10.) Volcano Beach 2
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Sword's Opinion On:Rainbow DashHey guys! I'm here today with an opinion on,as we all know,Rainbow Dash! I mean,yes,she is off of My Little Pony:Friendship Is Magic ,but I'm doing an opinion off of her,so DEAL WITH IT. lol i just had to
To me,Dashie (I call her that so get used to it) is a talented,cute,funny,pony from the show My Little Pony:Friendship Is Magic . She can fly,and not to mention why i like her,I like her because Rainbows are EPIC,and her personality is alot like mine.
My favorite MLP Rainbow Dash memes are:
-Deal with it
-Dash with it
20% Cooler being my favorite!!
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Info (please read!!)As some of you may not know,I just got an iPod touch 5gen for An early Christmas gift.and I can't upload directly to my account through my iPod so if you wanna see deviantations I upload on my iPod,just go to my sta.sh.
Mario Kart Wii Flower Cup Track Tutorial Flower Cup
*at the start,wheelie for a top speed run
*take tight corners
*avoid the chain chomp by taking the ramp at the right and shrooming.note that this can be done shroomless,but may need some mastering.
*Go on the escalators that are going up
*Before the middle fountain area,turn right and shroom for a quick shortcut
*avoid the cars at the end
*try to hit the boost panels,but also try to not get hit by the cars
*after the cannon,turn left sharply and trick off the ledge for a quick
*don't take the boost ramp;take the bumpy ramp with no boost;it's faster
*trick off of the bumps
*after the bump area,you can turn right and save appx. 2.5 sec by cutting the corner. You can cut the other corner by going at high speed (or with a boost/shroom)and going forward and land back on the track
*stay out of the snow
*avoid the shy guys
*turn right sharply at the last turn for a small shortcut
Wario's Gold Min
The Story Behind the Piano
When I was younger, the strangest thing has happened to me. I once killed a woman and collected her soul for my father’s quota. After that day, I continued to sleep in my coffin, on the edge of my cemetery. Things have never been the same since that woman’s death. I would always hear these unusual sounds coming from deep within my own cemetery. As weeks have passed, I’ve continued to rejoice in the melody that mysteriously played in the night. I never wanted it to end. It was such a soothing lullaby.
After another week, the notes have changed from what I could tell was a piano. Only then did I decide to investigate. The further I’ve traveled, the louder the notes became. Such a talented artist of the hands, I had to know who was playing this work of art. I came upon a church. It was a large, ruined church that I knew very well of. My cemetery is quite large, so it was not surprising to have a
The Sunny SpotSeeing as cooler day's were approaching, and the leaves were starting to their colors, I tried to soak in as much of the green-leaf warmth as I could. Don't get me wrong, I love the wet slush and snow, it's just that I know I'll miss the way the sun baked me in my dark pelt. I might as well enjoy it while it's still here.
Lazing around, I found the purrfect sunny spot. It was right outside of the Apprentices den, where a stream of light was cast down between the canopy of tree branches above. Many of leafy tree's were changing colors already. Pretty orange's and yellow's, mixed in with what was left of the green. I may not have been alive for very long, but I decided that this was my favorite time of all the seasons. Not only was it the prettiest, but it was also the dirtiest. Right next to the new-leaf season, where it rained all the time.
And I loved getting dirty.
Speaking of which, I could still feel a light layer of dust on my pelt from when I rolled around in a sandy spot by the
UntitledIt's 4 am.
And I am wide awake.
Sleep doesn't come easy.
And when it does, I can't tell if I am really asleep or dreaming of being asleep.
I feel itchy.
I scratch my forearm furiously with my sharp nails. These nails comes handy sometimes. I scratched too hard. I am bleeding. I am such a mess. I need to clean myself up before the guards see the wound and think I was trying to kill myself. Again. I sit up straight. I feel a little dizzy from the sudden movement. My eyes cannot adjust to the darkness but I don't need eyes to know what is where. There is not much to know actually. There is a bed, a shelf, a small window, a table and a chair. I know each and every single corner of this square room. I know the floor creaks at seventh step from the bed. I know there is a spider nest at the corner of the shelf. There is a big graffiti on the wall which reads 'God loves you'.
--Roax Alexei Veselovsky is a simple man. A VERY simple man, to be precise. Whether it was from the way he clothed himself or how he goes on with his day, it was all simple. Except for one thing - he loves to think. Sometimes he was so immersed in his own thoughts that he was tuned out from his current surroundings, whether it was an important thing or just a trivial one, like if he had done his laundry or not. This sometimes gave him an alibi, but more often than not became a source of annoyance among his social circle due to his constant daze and far away look, occasionally ignoring conversations and people. And sometimes, he spends his evenings sitting on his chair with a journal and a cup of coffee, thinking and probably write something.
That evening was one of those days.
He was sitting alone in his dingy apartment - even though it was small and somewhat worn out, he had done a good job on keeping it clean and tidy. All his books were lined according to order on the shelf, whi
Strings. My name is Melissa.
When I was 8,my family took me to a free puppet theater for my birthday.It was really crappy to them,but to me,the puppets were amazing.
The man who owned them came up to me after the show.
"Hey,little girl."He said with his thick Italian accent,"Did you like the show?"
"Absolutely!"I said in my young voice,"My favorite was the blonde headed ballerina!"
"Well,here."He said as he gave me a piece of paper.It was blue and had,a sense of magic to it.
"You can use it this afternoon.Come by my workshop and I can make you a puppet!"He said with a grin.
"Oh no,it's quite alright."My Mother said before I could get a answer out.
"Oh pretty please Mommy?With sugar on top??"I begged her as I gave the puppy dog eyes.
I wished I would not have begged her.I went to the man's shop that night,and it was horrible.When I got there,I felt instantly light-headed.I smelled toxic gas in the air.I then fainted.
Phases Of Change | Chapter 3: Exposure
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon in anyway shape or form, all rights are reserved to Nintendo.
Chapter 3 is here on deviantart and I will be getting to editing others and continuing the story.
Mark and I walked into Professor Oak's Lab. Even though I haven’t been here since my father died, the haunting images creep up on me easily. Just the very thought makes me want to walk right out. I can’t, though, I’ve got important business with the good Professor.
We waited at the front room of the lab for the Professor to show up for about half an hour.
"Hello you two,” said Oak, waving and smiling like he usually did. “Sorry it took me so long to get here, I had problems with some Cubone that wouldn't let me near them for a study, but I solved the problem... sort of.” He scratched behind his neck sheepishly. Pausing for a moment, his expression turned serious. When he remembered why we were here, he looked me in the
26 more facts about MediEvil1. Dan is 36 years old, he was born 1250 and died 1286
2. “Canny” is a Scottish term meaning, “pretty”, yet in English it translates to either “cunning” or “smart”.
3. Kift's hands are steam-powered. A reference about how at the time most of the machines were powered by steam and it might also refer to steampunk.
4. In MediEvil Resurrection there is an anachronism: The narrator in the introduction video speaks of chocolate, cocoa wasn't discovered yet since America wasn't discovered either. There’s also a reference to basketballs during the Pumpkin Gorge level, which wasn’t invented either.
5. Judging by the map in the first MediEvil, Gallowmere seems to be set between England and Scotland.
6. Kift and Palethorn were once best friends.
7. Kift lost his hands in an attempt to recreate an Indiana Jones stunt (which hasn’t been around yet). Actually, he lost them while recovering Zarok’s spellbook, which Palethorn ma
Man vs Nature, Nature vs ManAll is ever so peaceful in the depths of mother nature's expanding garden. Descending rays of warmth from the sky shine upon the family of trees and its fellow inhabitants. The softness of the wind and the rustling of leaves perfectly sync in with the chirping of nature's feathered friends. And in the center of the evergreen stands a young stag, consuming a number of green delicacies the forest has to offer.
The facade of serenity however comes to a close, when reality lands a thunderous blow. The sudden uproar frightens the birds into fluttering away from the Earth and up into the heavens. Everything grows dead silent as the wake up call echoes throughout the wood, then fades into obscurity. The stag has collapsed onto the soil, and the greenery surrounding the creature is stained with crimson red.
"Please forgive me…" a scruffy voice calls out to the stag with sheer minimal sincerity.
Before the lifeless vessel of nature's creation stands a creation of God, wielding in his a to
Does and daws. <Gutter-Mutt> Mavro had one thing in mind as he left the whelping room. Food. His own stomach was twisting and turning... and he knew his harem needed good wholesome food to raise puppies. Sighing in slight annoyance, he'd stalk through the compound, and slip under the fence... wandering off toward the north end near the edge of the woods. Hunting time!
<Maara-G> It was late evening by the time Erik noticed he was hungry. He wrinkled his muzzle, or rather what was left, slunk from the catwalks of the theatre with an ugly crack of his back, and slipped out into the dying sunlight. Erik was as ugly as ever, if not moreso. Tall and twisted and ugly, the collie mix padded down deserted streets. He'd heard rumors about pups, and maybe he'd smelled them on the wind, but then again, that might have been the smell of the radiation, he couldn't quite tell anymore. The last dog he expected to see was Mavro. However, as he slipped past the fence for the first time in months, he caught
Sword's Opinion On: Season 1 Prologue
Hey guys! This is a new series I decided to try out called: Sword's Opinion On: and I will take requests on this series so if you wanna request a topic,just note me or comment the topic below! Well,this first one is a topic I chose myself! And you might've guessed it until now! The topic is,the One And Only,RAINBOW DASH! So I hope you enjoy this!!
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