«We Could Be Legends»

[Cluckcluck1215]

"Is there something wrong with being a good person?" Indigo asked sincerely. "What is wrong?"

She was inside his head now, manipulating him, controlling him from inside."Stop!"He whimpered. His head ached from his wound, and he just felt like curling up and dying.
(GTG)

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

GTG don't post to much y'all

 

[Amer]

"Leave him.... i told you to leave him alone." She remembered she had already said that once before.

"Fine," Indigo said. "Please don't tell the police?" She pleaded.

 

[Rose Quartz]

(Ive gotta go back and see just what Alice would have heard indigo say. Shes been mostly asleep from healing cause i missed too much she should have reacted to.)

 

[cathloveydovey]

I left the library a bit dazed and confused. I'd only wanted to find one murderer. I guess the page had been organized based on views rather than recency, because instead I found newsletters from nearly twenty years ago. I grabbed my housecoat and flew down the steps. No. It can't be true.

At the lions, I stopped and looked around, trying to decide what to do. It had stopped raining, but the air was still heavy with moisture. Birds had taken the opportunity to come down from their roosts and forage for food. People dotted the streets, bundled up in scarves and hoodies. One kid had a rubber duckie raincoat- a tiny bit of sunshine amidst a world of clouds and grey.

I didn't know where to go. I most certainly wasn't going back to the pancake house, and the tears were coming back, unbidden. Funny how that works. The way that once the dam breaks, it takes so long before it heals up, and you can be brave again.

So I did what I always do when I'm emotional. I find a nitche- beneath the belly of the left lion in this case- and I begin to shrink. My clothes sink into my skin from which sprouts a thick coat of fur, grey as the day itself. My face stretches out, bones crackling as I change shape. Joints pop as my fingers shrink, and my fingernails grow to tiny claws. Within seconds, I have completely changed to my second Skin. All but my prosthetic, which clatters off like the dead thing it is.

Small, furry, fox-me snuggles under my houserobe beneath the stone lion. Today truely sucks.

Once Delilah leaves Zion runs after her, shifting into his eagle form and watching her from afar again. He watches with sadness in his eyes as his sister shifts into her fox form and settles under the statue of the left lion, her tears flying into the wind with the rain. Zion then flutters over to her and nestles next to her, without a noise he stares into her eyes, he blinks his one odd colored eyes slowly and makes sure to let her know that hes here for her, all with one look.

 

[Fanci Feathers Marans]

Once Delilah leaves Zion runs after her, shifting into his eagle form and watching her from afar again. He watches with sadness in his eyes as his sister shifts into her fox form and settles under the statue of the left lion, her tears flying into the wind with the rain. Zion then flutters over to her and nestles next to her, without a noise he stares into her eyes, he blinks his one odd colored eyes slowly and makes sure to let her know that hes here for her, all with one look.

I stifle a sniffle. «Lies. It was all lies, Zi.» I thought as the eagle landed beside me. I watched the people carry out their everyday lives below, passing by the library without a second thought. I just wanted today to be over. Every bad this imaginable kept happening. Not only did I punch an orphan kid with no real reason for doing so, but now I found out that Mom and Dad-

I couldn't even comprehend it. Suddenly going home was not only revolting, but maybe even dangerous. I looked out on the lampposts and traffic lights with blurried vision, all the colors meshing together. «We can't go home. We can't even go home.»

As if on cue, my stomach rumbled. It was another day and a half before they could get lunch from school. How cold was it going to get? How long would it rain like this? As I huddle closer to Zion, I wonder if today isn't only the beginning of a long line of bad days. «But where can we go?»

 

[LavvyTaffy]

Peter saw Grace turn and finally realized that there was something big happening at the other end of the park. And his sister was running right towards it.
"GRACE!" He shouted, seeing her fall. He concentrated for a second and teleported to her, the large distance making him stumble, but luckily nothing more. "C'mon!" He muttered, and felt relief wash over him to see her still breathing. Then his breath caught in his throat. He carefully reached forward, and pulled a strange-looking dart out of Grace's shoulder.


(@ChickenCowboy02 )

(Blast these stupid alerts. If something already happened just ignore this post.)
Fritz sprinted to where Grace and Peter were. Perplexed by the dart Fritz asked, "W-what's that?"

 

[Rose Quartz]

(*20 seconds in & I already love it*)

(I missed this song first time round I love it I've gotta add it to my play list.)

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

(Blast these stupid alerts. If something already happened just ignore this post.)
Fritz sprinted to where Grace and Peter were. Perplexed by the dart Fritz asked, "W-what's that?"

Peter want back in time and mumbled, "I dunno. Some.. some sort of dart.. I think?"

 

[Rose Quartz]

I stifle a sniffle. «Lies. It was all lies, Zi.» I thought as the eagle landed beside me. I watched the people carry out their everyday lives below, passing by the library without a second thought. I just wanted today to be over. Every bad this imaginable kept happening. Not only did I punch an orphan kid with no real reason for doing so, but now I found out that Mom and Dad-

I couldn't even comprehend it. Suddenly going home was not only revolting, but maybe even dangerous. I looked out on the lampposts and traffic lights with blurried vision, all the colors meshing together. «We can't go home. We can't even go home.»

As if on cue, my stomach rumbled. It was another day and a half before they could get lunch from school. How cold was it going to get? How long would it rain like this? As I huddle closer to Zion, I wonder if today isn't only the beginning of a long line of bad days. «But where can we go?»

(can Zion hear the words in << >> ?)