Poetry of Poetry - 4

Softly falling snow

Covers the world in a cold

Blanket of fluffy snow

Poetry of Poetry - 3

Sneakily

The cat

Kills a mouse

Eats the mouse whole

Satisfied

Poetry of Poetry - 2

C uddly

A wesome

T errifying

S oftly purring

Chapter 4: Bossk

It was the year 1837, and the earth was at war. Magic had been founded and made a legal thing to do which was completely different from the previous few years. Before the law change, magic was outlawed across every known region and people found practicing it, well, suffice to say, they suffered a great and terrible price. They were tortured for weeks and then finally, if they were lucky, they were burned at the stake. Other ways were being eaten by a numerous amount of different creatures, of all shapes and sizes, being thrown into a bag then drowned, and many other painful ways. The death that they wished for was decapitation, so as to go a bit less painfully. All of a sudden, the king and queen passed a new law, saying that magic was no longer outlawed, and it was free to practice it through all the land. Many said that the magicians had bewitched the king and queen, and made them obey their will. Others were relived, because their friends were finally not being hunted. Needless to say, there were protesters, and every day, if you looked out your window, you were sure to see a angry mob of people, walking down the street and shouting 
"BAN MAGIC AGAIN. JOIN US AND MAKE THE KING CHANGE HIS MIND. MAGICIANS ARE FREAKS AND DESERVE TO BE LOCKED UP." 
Now, let us focus on a certain, small, family, with a little boy who is 10 years old, at the dinner table. 
"Ugh, todays protesting got us no where", 
the angry father said while biting down on some carrots. 
"The queen popped her head out the window, then shut the window and locked it. Those freaks must be controlling them, there's no other way that they would change their mind about this."
 The wife, thinking differently about it, says 
"Well, I think that its a good change, think of all those people who were being put through a lot of hardship in their life."
 "Will you never understand? They all sold their souls to the DEVIL, they need to be destroyed." 
"Oh, and protesting about it is going to make them change their mind?" 
"If we just keep marching and protesting, their going to change the law at some point!" 
"Yeah, that or their going to pass a law that forbids you from protesting and throw you into jail! What will happen to our son? And the one on the way?" 
"That's why I'm worried, honey, there's a lot of spells that require a newborn child. Now I'm going to put Bossk to bed." "
Ok, good night!" 
Kissing them both on the cheek, Manaroo went to lay down while Abano and Bossk went to bed too. After Abano heard her lightly snoring, he turned to Bossk who was still awake. 
"You hear me, son", he whispered. "When you get older, you must hunt down every one of those magic freaks and destroy them. They are a plague and a menace to our society, and the only way to get rid of them is to kill them. Do you understand?"
 Looking into his sons eyes, he saw him nod his head in agreement.  

Now, let us go forward a couple years... 

Bossk was now a knight, one of the best in his castle. The protesters were, not in fact, fading but growing in numbers. The king and queen still refused to do anything about it, and let magic roam freely. Now, let us see what has become of Bossk's family. 
"Just take a deep breath and push hard!", 
Abano said to his wife, Manaroo. Just then, Bossk burst into the hut. 
"What's the matter, Father, I came as quick as I got your emergency message." 
"Your mother is giving birth, son!" 
"Oh, ok, cool I guess?" 
"Just sit there on that stool and wait!" 
As the midwife pulled out the baby, she gasped. "
What is it, midwife?",
 Abano said. 
"The baby, it's dead!" 
As she said that, Manaroo faded away and died during child birth. In the few weeks that followed, Abano blamed magic for his wife and child's death. He was even more active and bitter about magic being allowed, and got thrown in jail a few times for throwing stuff at the king and queen's window. One night, Bossk remembered those years ago that his father had told him about magic, and how he said that he would destroy them. Grabbing his weapons and armour, he snuck out of the house, and, mounting his horse, rode off into the rainy distance. He first found a cabin in the wood, with a old man inside. When Bossk knocked on the door, the old man opened the door and greeted him. 
"What is a fine young man like you, doing out in the woods at this rainy hour of the night?" 
Countering his question with another question, Bossk asked, 
"Are you a wizard?"
 Why yes, yes I am. Is there something I can do for you?" Swinging his Tomafas out into attack position, he stabbed the old man, and watched as he fell to the floor, bleeding out and dying. Mounting his horse again, he took off. 

In the following month, he hunted down and killed every witch or wizard that he saw. There was soon a bounty out for his head, and it was a pricy one, one that raised the eye of a familiar old person, nicknamed, "The Professor", and he had a perfect plan thought out to meet Bossk. Passing through another town with a cloak over his face, Bossk saw a familiar sign on a door. "Village Wizard", it read. Looking over the place, he saw that it would be a easy kill and he returned, later that night. Slipping inside the house, he saw the wizard laying down, asleep. Raising his tomafas, as he stabbed down at the wizard, they were all of a sudden blocked by duel swords. Before he could react, the swords disarmed him, and backed him up the wall. Then he saw that the swords had a body, as the old man woke up. 
"Well, well, well, what have we here? Could it be Bossk? I must admit, you were way too easy to trap. Well, lets grab him and bag him."
 Hitting on the blunt side of the sword, Henry Drake de Toqueville aka "The Tempest", picked him up, and as The Professor teleported them to their base, he put him into a test tube. Waking up, Bossk felt a little groggy at first, then as he remembered where he was, he woke up with a jolt. Looking around him, he realized he was stuck in a tube, with the Professor looking on, with his bodyguard Henry Drake de Toqueville, standing next to him to make sure nothing went wrong." Go ahead, struggle, you cant escape the tube or do anything to hinder me, Bamahahahaha. I stole your rage from your mother dying to fuel my new invention, BAMAHAHAHA." Taking the sheet off the test tube to Bossk's right, Bossk saw another man, stuck inside. "Now reveiling, KUN, as I like to call him." Opening the door to the tube, Kun stepped out and turned to The Professer. "Kun, Human, Male, Berserker, Ready to comply, sir", (Agents of shield semi joke, mamma should get it) "Excellent", The Professor replied. "Now go destroy as many villages as you can, your band of barbarians are waiting outside." Walking outside, Bossk heard the yells of many berserkers. "Now for you, your staying here for a while,'Bossk'. HAHAHAHA, I mean come on, what kind of name is 'Bossk'. 'Oh honey, its a boy, what should we name him? Oh I can't think, maybe BOSSK!' LOL HAHAHAHAHAHA. Did you just randomly open up a star wars book or something like that?” 

                                                        

                 The Professor

Poetry of Poetry - 1

When the army

Wants to lose

A vehicle

Just give it

A camo paint

Job and that will

Solve all their

Problems instantly

Photo of the army vehicle in question:

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Chapter 3: Hecate

"Time to leave!"
 Hecate's mom called up the stairs.
 "Coming mom!"
 Hecate replied. Hopping into the car, they drove to the tkd school. 
 "Have fun!
" Hecate's mom said when they pulled up.  
"Thanks mom"
 Hecate said and hopped out of the car. Walking over to the door, someone held it open. As Hecate walked in, the instructor said 
"Nice to see you, Hecate."
 "LINE UP!" he shouted. After class was over, Hecate stayed for some 1 on 1 training. All of a sudden, the doors opened and a bald man walked in with 5 other men all dressed in black. The instructor, Master Erebos came out of his office as Hecate hid. 
"What are you doing here, Ono?"
 Master Erebos inquired.  
 "My payments not due until next week." 
The bald man spoke in a low tone of voice, yet you could hear it all over the room. It commanded your attention to listen to it. 
 "I need the money now, Erebos. Now give it to me." 
"I don't have enough yet! Please, give me more time!"  

"Tick tock goes the clock, and your all out of time. I haven't killed anything yet today. Maybe it should be you..."  

"HEY!
" Hecate stepped out of hiding. 
"Get away from him!"  

"Run, Hecate!" Master Erebos yelled.  

"Not unless your safe, Master", Hecate replied.  

"Oh how cute, a little girl thinks she can stop  

me. I'm amused", 
Ono said, butting in. "Get her,  

men!" As all four men charged at her, she leaped up into the air and landed behind them. Taking them by surprise, she kicked one in the gut as they turned around, then cresented kicked him and he fell to the ground. Dodging a punch, she high blocked another punch then turned toward the man while holding his hand and slammed it down on her shoulder, breaking his arm. Another guy came at her, round house kicking non stop. She blocked twice, then hooked his foot and brought her elbow down on it, breaking his foot as well, then tossing him on the ground. Turning around, she did a tornado kick and knocked another guy out. Turning to face the last guy, he ran for the exit, passing by Ono. As Ono put his arm out, the man ran right into it, knocking himself out. 
"Pitiful", 
Ono said as he spat at the man. 
"I guess I'll have to do it myself." Running at her, he punched her in the gut, then kicked her, slamming her into the wall. 
"Is that all you got, "Hecate?" As she looked up at him, her fist started to glow with a yellowish light coming out from inside it. 
"What is that?!?"
 Ono exclaimed. Standing up, Hecate charged straight at Ono, punching him in the face and breaking three of his teeth. As he staggered from the brute force of her punch, she kicked him and sent him flying across the room. Standing up and shaking off the rubble from his body, he said 
"I'll be back!" 
and took off out the door. Running over to her teacher who was kneeling on the ground, she asked if he was ok. 
"Not even close", he replied. "I'll live though, go get Ono! Here's my car keys." "
Yes sir!" she said as she ran out the door. Getting into his car, she wasn't sure how it all worked. She had watched her mom drive before but she had never been behind the wheel before. Turning the car key, she figured out the gas petal and took off after Ono, going WAY over the speed limit. Following him back to his house, she pulled over two houses away. Sneaking into his yard, she quietly snuck in, only to be greeted by Ono and 10 men. "You didn't think I didn't see you? Get her, men!" Summing the fist again, she punched one guy then turned and kicked another. Ducking down, she did a uppercut to a guys gut, swept another then jumped up and did a jump high kick to another's face. As Ono joined the fight, he punched her and while she was recovering, the other men grabbed her as Ono punched her over and over. As they let go of her and dropped her to the ground, her fist glowed brighter then ever and as she yelled, she slammed it into the ground, causing a ripple of energy coming from her, knocking Ono down and killing the other men. Running at Ono, she kicked and punched repeatedly, and Ono was defenseless, unable to do a thing. Knocking him into the kitchen, he accidentally grabbed a knife, and as his hand was in agony from his curse, she grabbed the knife and stabbed him in the chest, then collapsed from exhaustion. As a few hours passed by, she woke up and knowing that she couldn't go home and talk to the police about this because they would arrest her, she took Ono's wallet and ran out the back door as a old man came in through the door. Traveling the world, she seeks to understand more about her power, and how to control it.... 

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Pokemon Go is a good way to get outside (unless you’re a mom)

It's a painting

What is the meaning of this picture?

People riding on horses with guns in their hands.

They have 3 men in the front, 5 behind them, 7 behind them, 12 have helmets on their heads.

All on horses except one. There is a horn on the ground next to a white rock. They are on plains. All have guns. The horses are galloping. All the horses have reigns. Blue sky.

Samson

This is not just a stick figure. 

It's beefy. 

Must be Samson. 

Samson is a Beefy Stick Figure


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