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Alexander D. McConnell
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Recoil: Origin“It’s gone.” Gregory Hayden whispered at the space past his shoes, “I lost everything to those bastards. Laid me off after seven years without so much as a ‘thanks for all your good work’.”   
He looked out on the city, let himself soak in its distinctive white noise. Every city has a unique sound, one that a lifetime citizen gets to know. It was for Gregory a constant, seemingly eternal reminder of everything his life had once been. As the tears tumbled hesitantly from his eyes, he realized how much he hated the sound now. It stung like his wife’s laughter had when he told her he could turn i Recoil: Origin
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The Digital DamnedEthan shivered as a bitter wind tore down the street.  It was opressivly cold out and the lack of foot traffic made that obvious.  No one ought to be out on a night like this, he thought darkly as he turned up the collar of his jacket and adjusted the hood of the sweatshirt he wore beneath, too bad these nights are the ones she likes best.  Neon signs for dirty little bars came and went, splashing their artificial color on a barren, lifeless landscape.  A bright and vibrant orange spilled out of an alleyway in front of him, breaking the pattern.  The first time he had sought her out, he had assumed that the homeless had set the blaze.  Turnin The Digital Damned
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Eternal LoveJames slipped into the room, quiet as the grave, to watch his love, his Cathryn, watching Leno.  All the curtains were drawn and the bluish light of the television washed over her.  She was smiling and laughing, sights and sounds that set off cluster bombs of emotion and memory inside his cold heart.  Watching her was almost enough to make the gulf between them vanish for him.  It reminded him of being intertwined, warm sunshine pouring over them on sleepy saterday mornings.  His limbs moved so smoothly, James wasn't even sure that he'd taken those first steps into the flickering light till she looked up at him.  She had long since stopped ju Eternal Love
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Touch the Light Chapter 1It didn’t seem at all out of the ordinary the first time Karen saw Marcus and Noel.  They were pleasant enough, perhaps a little odd in their choice of apparel, which looked as if they had barrowed little  bits from cultures throughout the world without looking too flashy or overpriced. It wasn’t completely abnormal, however.  After all, Seattle was just as much a hub for wildly different people as was any other major city.  The two of them gave the feeling of being actors or maybe musicians.  They had the sort of self assurance and nearly palpable ecstatic aura that came most often from artists wrapped up in the joy of creation.  Though Kare Touch the Light Chapter 1
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  • Current Residence: A place in my mind where things make sense
  • Interests: Arcane practices, Graphic novels, the regular kind of novel, skribleing in my 15 million journals
  • Favourite movie: What Dreams May Come
  • Favourite band or musician: depends on my mood
  • Favourite genre of music: also depends
  • Favourite artist: Shen ^_^
  • Favourite poet or writer: Neil Gaiman
  • Favourite game: Mage (though I haven't played it lately)
  • Favourite cartoon character: Beck
  • Personal Quote: Please remain quiet until I have determined weather or not the natives are interested in eating us.
  • Tools of the Trade: My trusty laptop, my fluffy bed, bad memories, good memories, pain

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~selan-ryuu Jun 22, 2007, 11:28:17 PM
hello Alex! this is andrea... looking forward to readin more on the project! email me on stuff (cuz u know chris'll forget :P): ara808pc@hotmail.com
- ara
:iconyimels:
~Yimels Oct 14, 2006, 7:35:41 AM
Hello my friend :)
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~poetically-pathetic Oct 14, 2005, 11:28:15 AM
:hug:

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:frail: \_ :. at the end of all things .: _/ :frail:
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~mesaylala Aug 25, 2005, 9:30:00 PM
worse? .........or better???
:iconfirstsin:
~firstsin Jul 7, 2005, 7:59:04 PM
Thanx so much for the fav and the watch! Flattery will get you every where, my dear boy. I'm glad you enjoyed the story. I shall have to give my ego some time to deflate now, however.

Thanks again! :blowkiss:

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My hand is a fool's hand: beware, all tables and walls and whatever else still offer room for foolish frill or scribbling skill.
~Nietzsche Thus Spoke Zarathustra: "On the Spirit of Gravity"
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~GlassShards Jul 5, 2005, 9:26:27 PM
No, I was. I meant it.
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~ClarionIluminada Jul 6, 2005, 11:16:23 PM
That's wonderful. I'm sure it helps you sleep better at night. Now, go be happy somewhere where I don't have to look at it.
:iconpoetically-pathetic:
~poetically-pathetic Jul 8, 2004, 7:59:49 PM
once
upon
a
time
i
had
a
magic
wand
and
it
made
everything
perfect
but
unfortunately
someone
stole
my
wand
before
i
could
use
it

:|

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:frail: \_ :. at the end of all things .: _/ :frail:
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