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Temoral RevengeToday, I am homeless. I have been homeless for a year now, after losing my job at the mill. I had a good childhood until my parents were killed in a car accident, and then everything went downhill from there, with foster homes, dropping out of high school, and a drinking problem.Temoral Revenge
But a week ago, I was a criminal psychologist.
In my hand, I'm looking at a scrap of paper with a picture of a blond man and a complex equation on it, and for a moment, I could not remember where I had gotten this piece of paper. And then, it all rushed back to me, like a dream I had forgotten. In that moment, I thought myself mad, but thi
by ~germboy
love errorJake was dead.love error
The funeral was open casket, in some suburban church, and I found myself looking down at his body with a bitter taste in my mouth, trying to comprehend what had happened.
The memorial had been like a high school reunion. Everybody was friends with Jake, and most of us ended up having to stand during the service as the church was packed. I remember being crammed in the back next to my boyfriend Thomas and his old friend, Steve, as the speaker droned on about the physical body and the soul, but all in all, it really didn't sink in.
Jake wasn't dead. His body was, but he was inhabiting a fl
by ~germboy
Serial heroesThis story starts out with two siblings, a brother and a sister, losing their parents. While that tragic accident shook them, the two siblings did quite fine, as the parents life insurance guaranteed both of them a comfortable life, and enough money to go to college, or follow whatever fate they chose. The boy, Travis Neward, had just turned 18 and was looking at colleges, and his sister, Nika, was 16, and quite independent for her age. Since Travis was quite adept at taking care of things, he kept the house and took care of his sister, while studying for his college exams.Serial heroes
That boy, Travis, was me. I was young, and like my siste
by ~germboy
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- Current Residence: Under a rock
- Interests: They're things I like, such as fine wines, daleks, and coffee. Also anime, horror, and astrophy
- Favourite movie: Pi, Fight Club, Requiem for a Dream
- Favourite band or musician: Aphex Twin
- Favourite genre of music: Industrial
- Favourite artist: anonymous
- Favourite poet or writer: anonymous
- Favourite photographer: anonymous
- Favourite style of art: whatever catches my attention
- Operating System: Ubuntu Feisty Fawn
- MP3 player of choice: one without crappy copy protection built in
- Shell of choice: Crab shells. They're red.
- Wallpaper of choice: White with blue stripes
- Skin of choice: My skin.
- Favourite game: Silent Hill
- Favourite gaming platform: PC
- Favourite cartoon character: Kensuke Aida
- Personal Quote: "A writer is a person for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people." - T
- Tools of the Trade: PC, caffeine, alcohol
- Website: http://germboy.livejournal.com
- Email: germboy@gmail.com
- AIM: jungzeppelin
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