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Tuesday, July 2, 2013
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I hope all of you are having fun on woozworld ! SOme people are selling deadmau tops REALLY cheap =D So thanks for listening, Sorry for the short post.
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Fairytale PART 2/2
*2 days later*
"Desire!" Damon growled as he leaned against the wall.
"Yes?" Desire asked, walking out of her room.
"What did you do to my room?" he growled. His voice was harsh and sudden and everything that Desire didn't like.
"I-I cleaned i-it," she stuttered out. Oh, how elegant, Des! She thought sarcastically.
"Why?! It was clean!" Damon sighed, lowering his tone. It hurt his head, which still had it's woond.
"Really? You know what I found under that pile of junk? A FLOOR," Desire said sassily.
"I knew that was there," Damon huffed.
"You probably didn't," she rolled her eyes. Her mind was telling her that she was pushing it but her heart told her to do so. After all, what has she got to live for anyways?
"You really should watch what leaves your mouth! Something might happen," Damon growled. Desire watched his eyes turn black with a hint of glow and that scared her.
"Not like this is bad enough," she muttered and walked back to her room. She threw herself onto the bed and curled up in a ball. She had nothing to do and it was such a big place. With only the 2 of them here, it got lonely and the guy didn't even have maids or workers. You thought when you own a big place like he does, he'd have some but no. No wonder his room is all messy Desire thought. I just want to go home...
Desire lived with only her father. She didn't have any brothers nor sisters and her mom died when she was little. Father didn't talk about her so often.
At the same time as Desire wondered what her father must be doing, Damon was pacing around in his room.
"She is the one. You can feel it. Why are you denying it?" the girl in black spoke. She jumped up from her seat on the wall and walked to him. And I do mean, she was sitting ON THE WALL.
"Shut up, Lena. I need to think," he growled quietly so Desire wouldn't hear them.
"Ohh dear brother, why wouldn't you just let me go and talk to the poor girl? Ya know she is missing her home. Might as well tell her why she was taken from it," Lena spoke with a knowing look. Yes they were brother and sister but she rarely showed up. Damon didn't want her anywhere near Desire since he thinks Lena is far to generous and might give the girl some wrong assumptions. Like that she would get home soon enough. Noppe. If this is true then Desire will stay for a fairly long time.
"You won't! I don't want you anywhere near her, Lena," he growled. Lena flinched back but smirked knowing she had hit his weak spot.
"She needs a frie-end," she spoke in a sing-song tone. Damon gave her an almost deadly glare and Lena backed away, her hands held high. "Fine, fine!"
"I need to try out the marking..." Damon trailed off and Lena nodded knowingly.
"That's how I found out about Carter," she nodded.
"Shut up," he growled. Lena sighed and gave up. She took her position at the wall again and just watched as his brother paced around in his room. He went to the drawer and took out a silvery dagger.
"You do know, she'll die if this is wrong, right?" Lena spoke nervously.
"I know.." he trailed off and walked out of his room. He went behind Desire's door where he could hear small sniffles. He sighed sadly, knowing that this is risky and might end her life for good. He pulled every emotion out of his muscles and pushed the door open. Desire sat up rather quickly and looked at him. Then she spotted the knife and chills started running up her spine. Is he gonna kill me? was the thought that rang through her head multiple times in that little half a minute that he approached her.
"I'll talk to you after this, alright? I promise," he spoke gently. Desire was surprised by his tone but didn't stop shaking. Damon's eyes turned black as he hovered over her.
"What are you?" Desire croaked out.
"A demon," Damon spoke like it was nothing, at the same time, lifting her shirt from her stomach. Desire stared at him with wide eyes and watched his every move carefully. "This is gonna sting you only a little bit..."
He pushed the blade against her skin, starting to draw squiggly lines that seemed to matter so much to him but so little to Desire. She let out a cry of pain and started to fade away.
"Please, no..." were her last words before she passed away into a dream land. Lena walked in eating a bowl of ice cream and sat on the wall, opposite of his brother.
"Now we gotta wait.." she said and took a big spoonfull of ice cream into her mouth.
"Can you please not be a pig???" Damon sighed.
"I'm not a pig!" she called out, her mouth dripping of the sweet white dessert.
They waited for about an hour and Damon grew impatient. "I think she's dead. She's not the one," he stated sadly. Just then the cut on Desire's chest started to glow darkly before it healed, leaving only a small marking left.
"She is," Lena grinned happily. Desire drew a sharp breath and shot up sitting. She looked around frantically and backed away against the bed frame. Damon sighed with relief and looked at Desire from under his bangs.
"I can talk now," he stated quietly.
"W-who is s-she?" She asked nodding towards Lena.
"My sister.. Leave, Lena, please?" Lena nodded and walked out.
"W-what did you do?" she asked next.
"I marked you. Every demon has a soulmate and when they think they have found theirs, they mark them. If the live, then the person is truly their soulmate. If not... Well you get it," he explained. He moved closer to Desire so they were only a few inches away.
"So... I'm.. We're.." she trailed off, unable to find her words.
"I'm yours and you're mine," he smiled and leaned in, closing the cap with a sweet kiss....
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Hope you enjoyed this last part of the story ;) If you haven't yet read the first part you shall be able to do it by scrolling down ;)
TTYL!
KrissuRawwr
"Desire!" Damon growled as he leaned against the wall.
"Yes?" Desire asked, walking out of her room.
"What did you do to my room?" he growled. His voice was harsh and sudden and everything that Desire didn't like.
"I-I cleaned i-it," she stuttered out. Oh, how elegant, Des! She thought sarcastically.
"Why?! It was clean!" Damon sighed, lowering his tone. It hurt his head, which still had it's woond.
"Really? You know what I found under that pile of junk? A FLOOR," Desire said sassily.
"I knew that was there," Damon huffed.
"You probably didn't," she rolled her eyes. Her mind was telling her that she was pushing it but her heart told her to do so. After all, what has she got to live for anyways?
"You really should watch what leaves your mouth! Something might happen," Damon growled. Desire watched his eyes turn black with a hint of glow and that scared her.
"Not like this is bad enough," she muttered and walked back to her room. She threw herself onto the bed and curled up in a ball. She had nothing to do and it was such a big place. With only the 2 of them here, it got lonely and the guy didn't even have maids or workers. You thought when you own a big place like he does, he'd have some but no. No wonder his room is all messy Desire thought. I just want to go home...
Desire lived with only her father. She didn't have any brothers nor sisters and her mom died when she was little. Father didn't talk about her so often.
At the same time as Desire wondered what her father must be doing, Damon was pacing around in his room.
"She is the one. You can feel it. Why are you denying it?" the girl in black spoke. She jumped up from her seat on the wall and walked to him. And I do mean, she was sitting ON THE WALL.
"Shut up, Lena. I need to think," he growled quietly so Desire wouldn't hear them.
"Ohh dear brother, why wouldn't you just let me go and talk to the poor girl? Ya know she is missing her home. Might as well tell her why she was taken from it," Lena spoke with a knowing look. Yes they were brother and sister but she rarely showed up. Damon didn't want her anywhere near Desire since he thinks Lena is far to generous and might give the girl some wrong assumptions. Like that she would get home soon enough. Noppe. If this is true then Desire will stay for a fairly long time.
"You won't! I don't want you anywhere near her, Lena," he growled. Lena flinched back but smirked knowing she had hit his weak spot.
"She needs a frie-end," she spoke in a sing-song tone. Damon gave her an almost deadly glare and Lena backed away, her hands held high. "Fine, fine!"
"I need to try out the marking..." Damon trailed off and Lena nodded knowingly.
"That's how I found out about Carter," she nodded.
"Shut up," he growled. Lena sighed and gave up. She took her position at the wall again and just watched as his brother paced around in his room. He went to the drawer and took out a silvery dagger.
"You do know, she'll die if this is wrong, right?" Lena spoke nervously.
"I know.." he trailed off and walked out of his room. He went behind Desire's door where he could hear small sniffles. He sighed sadly, knowing that this is risky and might end her life for good. He pulled every emotion out of his muscles and pushed the door open. Desire sat up rather quickly and looked at him. Then she spotted the knife and chills started running up her spine. Is he gonna kill me? was the thought that rang through her head multiple times in that little half a minute that he approached her.
"I'll talk to you after this, alright? I promise," he spoke gently. Desire was surprised by his tone but didn't stop shaking. Damon's eyes turned black as he hovered over her.
"What are you?" Desire croaked out.
"A demon," Damon spoke like it was nothing, at the same time, lifting her shirt from her stomach. Desire stared at him with wide eyes and watched his every move carefully. "This is gonna sting you only a little bit..."
He pushed the blade against her skin, starting to draw squiggly lines that seemed to matter so much to him but so little to Desire. She let out a cry of pain and started to fade away.
"Please, no..." were her last words before she passed away into a dream land. Lena walked in eating a bowl of ice cream and sat on the wall, opposite of his brother.
"Now we gotta wait.." she said and took a big spoonfull of ice cream into her mouth.
"Can you please not be a pig???" Damon sighed.
"I'm not a pig!" she called out, her mouth dripping of the sweet white dessert.
They waited for about an hour and Damon grew impatient. "I think she's dead. She's not the one," he stated sadly. Just then the cut on Desire's chest started to glow darkly before it healed, leaving only a small marking left.
"She is," Lena grinned happily. Desire drew a sharp breath and shot up sitting. She looked around frantically and backed away against the bed frame. Damon sighed with relief and looked at Desire from under his bangs.
"I can talk now," he stated quietly.
"W-who is s-she?" She asked nodding towards Lena.
"My sister.. Leave, Lena, please?" Lena nodded and walked out.
"W-what did you do?" she asked next.
"I marked you. Every demon has a soulmate and when they think they have found theirs, they mark them. If the live, then the person is truly their soulmate. If not... Well you get it," he explained. He moved closer to Desire so they were only a few inches away.
"So... I'm.. We're.." she trailed off, unable to find her words.
"I'm yours and you're mine," he smiled and leaned in, closing the cap with a sweet kiss....
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Hope you enjoyed this last part of the story ;) If you haven't yet read the first part you shall be able to do it by scrolling down ;)
TTYL!
KrissuRawwr
Monday, July 1, 2013
Thanks!
I wanna give a thanks to all of our fans on Radio Woozworld =P All of the crew wanna give a BIG thanks!
Well I'm sorry for the really short post but I had to thank you all =D Well Bye dudes !
Ba Bye xx
Well I'm sorry for the really short post but I had to thank you all =D Well Bye dudes !
Ba Bye xx
Woozworld
Updates On Woozworld...
Hey guys sorry I havn't been posting I have been busy and all. Well now I'm here I'll talk about woozworld ;D Have you saw the new outfits?
I like Mya's hair and Jenny's dress together =P Hmm, if I was a dude I would have Jay's. Anyways have you saw the Star of the week? Well here he is, Enjoy =D
That's about it for the News but there's something about bullying I wanna talk to you about Again!
I could only get that pic because they stopped mid through But that's Glitz7 the one what is highlighted. Well thats it from mwah
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Sunday, June 30, 2013
Fairytale PART 1/2
Fairytale
Once uopn a time, in a small old town named Alliku, lived a girl named Desire. She was a short girl with an abnormal thing to her. She had blue hair! Everyone adored her none the less. She was a peaceful soul, ready to help anyone in need.
The people on Alliku were rather stuck on the thought that somewhere out there was black magic, dangerous in the hands of bad, yet good in the hands of the one with goodwill. Because of Desire's abnormal hair, they kept a close eye on her. No one believe she would do something bad but everyone believed that she could be used for something bad and someone evil will come to collect her.
One stormy night, after Desire's father had blown out the candles and gone to sleep, Desire woke up. She wasn't in control of her body, but she didn't budge to where her feet were taking her. Still half asleep, she looked around the now dark trees, their shadows threating and falling over her.
"Ahh... Our guest is finally here," a tall boy walked from the trees. He was about her age but looked dark and... well.. evil.
"Why am I here?" Desire whispered, chills of fear running through her body.
"Because I want you. That's all. I want you and there's nothing more to it," he smirked then started circling Desire. He slipped his hand over her small waist and a large bird kind of a beast flew over them. The guy pulled Desire to the bird and tied her at the feet of the beast. She struggled but couldn't move. The guy himself had gone up at the head of this beast. They flew up in to the hights of the sky.
The word had already been set free that Desire was missing and by the time they flew over the town, she saw lights down at her belowed town she would never come to again. People at the town had seen the bird fly by and they also saw that glint of blue hair. Everyone went exatic, wanting to get the girl back, but they had no idea where the bird took her.
At a big stone castle, they stopped. The guy jumped off of the bird and untied Desire, pulling her roughly inside. Desire only looked at the cold marble floor, not feeling the need to look around. The guy lead him up a flight of stairs and then purshed her in a room. He locked the door but before he could walk away, Desire spoke.
"What's your name?!" she yelled.
"Why would you need that?!" the guy snapped.
"You know my name, it's only fair that I know yours," she answered silently.
"Damon." he snapped and walked away. Desire sighed and looked around the room. It was pretty but covered in trash and junk, which hid the beauty from the eye. Since I have nothing else to do, I'd better clean this place up, she thought and started picking stuff up. In only an hour, the place was squeaky clean and Desire had even found a bed under the trash. She pulled the curtains from the window and looked out.
The sun was just rising and she squinted her eyes but enjoyed the view. She couldn't get anywhere from the window, though. It was locked and under it was a moat. No leaving here, she thought. A loud bang was heard through the entire castle/mansion/house, whatever you want to call it. Desire jumped up from her sitting position at the low and wide windowsill and walked to the door.
"Damon?!" she called out. No answer. "Damon?!" she called out again. She heard another bang and then silence took over the house. Desire heard a groan of pain and she started panicking. She looked through the room until she found a needle. She ran back to the door and picked the lock. Yes, she knew how to do that, but she was afraid of Damon's reaction. She ran through the long hallway and found the stairs. At the bottom of it I found Damon lying on the ground. His eyes were barely open and he had a gash on his head. She gasped and ran to him.
"How did... You get out?" he croaked.
"I picked the lock," she admitted sheepishly. I have to close this found, she thought. She went to the window nearby and tore a piece from it's curtain. She then hurried back to Damon and wrapped the piece of cloth around his head in an attempt to stop the bleeding.
"You're not escaping.. Why are you helping me?" Damon groaned.
"If you haven't noticed yet, I'm a good girl. I help people weather I like them or not. Now what happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it," he growled and turned his head away. Desire sighed and got up. "Where are you going?" Damon yelled.
"Do you have any alcohol?" she asked, wandering to the living room. "Never mind! Found some!" She exclaimed and grabbed the bottle off the table. She went back to Damon and crouched down.
"Where's your room?" Damon gave her a funny look but started pushing himself up. Desire hurried to help him but Damon pushed her off.
"Don't. Touch. Me," he growled and started walking upstairs. He held onto his side tightly but maybe his pride didn't let Desire help him. Desire followed him upstairs and the a room. This one was as messy as hers had been. Damon gently laid down in the bed and Desire sat next to him. She took the cloth off of his head and sighed looking at the blood.
She walked around the room until she found a black towel on the ground. She walked to one of the doors in the room and opened it to find a closet. She shook her head and muttered a 'Nope' before walking to the other door. Behind it was the bathroom which she was looking for. She made the towel wet and went back to Damon. She tapped the wet towel on his forehead.
"Stop it!" he growled angrily and she knew it hurt him. She kept at it until he grabbed her arm tightly making her whimper.
"I am trying to help you, so let me!" she snapped. Damon was taken back but let her hand go and she continued what she was doing. After she had finished, she poured some alcohol on the towel and looked at him.
"This might hurt more, but it will make it better.." She started gently tapping the gash and he let out a growl, making her flinch. She didn't stop though until she felt fingers at her shirt. She paused at looked down to see that Damon had grabbed it. Maybe for support? She didn't care and continued. After she finished she wrapped a clean bandage on his head that she had found in the bathroom.
"It'll get better from here. Don't scratch it, though," she warned. Damon rolled his eyes at how protective and motherly she was.
"Don't you dare leave. I will find you if you do," he warned.
"I wont," she nodded knowing that if he went to find her, other people would probably get hurt. She strutted out of the room and down the hallway where she saw an open door. That was probably her room. She went there and indeed it was hers. She closed the door behind herself and flopped herself onto the bed. In this little time when she helped Damon she felt a new feeling. Not only her, so did Damon. He was just too stubborn to admit it to himself.
The people on Alliku were rather stuck on the thought that somewhere out there was black magic, dangerous in the hands of bad, yet good in the hands of the one with goodwill. Because of Desire's abnormal hair, they kept a close eye on her. No one believe she would do something bad but everyone believed that she could be used for something bad and someone evil will come to collect her.
One stormy night, after Desire's father had blown out the candles and gone to sleep, Desire woke up. She wasn't in control of her body, but she didn't budge to where her feet were taking her. Still half asleep, she looked around the now dark trees, their shadows threating and falling over her.
"Ahh... Our guest is finally here," a tall boy walked from the trees. He was about her age but looked dark and... well.. evil.
"Why am I here?" Desire whispered, chills of fear running through her body.
"Because I want you. That's all. I want you and there's nothing more to it," he smirked then started circling Desire. He slipped his hand over her small waist and a large bird kind of a beast flew over them. The guy pulled Desire to the bird and tied her at the feet of the beast. She struggled but couldn't move. The guy himself had gone up at the head of this beast. They flew up in to the hights of the sky.
The word had already been set free that Desire was missing and by the time they flew over the town, she saw lights down at her belowed town she would never come to again. People at the town had seen the bird fly by and they also saw that glint of blue hair. Everyone went exatic, wanting to get the girl back, but they had no idea where the bird took her.
At a big stone castle, they stopped. The guy jumped off of the bird and untied Desire, pulling her roughly inside. Desire only looked at the cold marble floor, not feeling the need to look around. The guy lead him up a flight of stairs and then purshed her in a room. He locked the door but before he could walk away, Desire spoke.
"What's your name?!" she yelled.
"Why would you need that?!" the guy snapped.
"You know my name, it's only fair that I know yours," she answered silently.
"Damon." he snapped and walked away. Desire sighed and looked around the room. It was pretty but covered in trash and junk, which hid the beauty from the eye. Since I have nothing else to do, I'd better clean this place up, she thought and started picking stuff up. In only an hour, the place was squeaky clean and Desire had even found a bed under the trash. She pulled the curtains from the window and looked out.
The sun was just rising and she squinted her eyes but enjoyed the view. She couldn't get anywhere from the window, though. It was locked and under it was a moat. No leaving here, she thought. A loud bang was heard through the entire castle/mansion/house, whatever you want to call it. Desire jumped up from her sitting position at the low and wide windowsill and walked to the door.
"Damon?!" she called out. No answer. "Damon?!" she called out again. She heard another bang and then silence took over the house. Desire heard a groan of pain and she started panicking. She looked through the room until she found a needle. She ran back to the door and picked the lock. Yes, she knew how to do that, but she was afraid of Damon's reaction. She ran through the long hallway and found the stairs. At the bottom of it I found Damon lying on the ground. His eyes were barely open and he had a gash on his head. She gasped and ran to him.
"How did... You get out?" he croaked.
"I picked the lock," she admitted sheepishly. I have to close this found, she thought. She went to the window nearby and tore a piece from it's curtain. She then hurried back to Damon and wrapped the piece of cloth around his head in an attempt to stop the bleeding.
"You're not escaping.. Why are you helping me?" Damon groaned.
"If you haven't noticed yet, I'm a good girl. I help people weather I like them or not. Now what happened?"
"I don't want to talk about it," he growled and turned his head away. Desire sighed and got up. "Where are you going?" Damon yelled.
"Do you have any alcohol?" she asked, wandering to the living room. "Never mind! Found some!" She exclaimed and grabbed the bottle off the table. She went back to Damon and crouched down.
"Where's your room?" Damon gave her a funny look but started pushing himself up. Desire hurried to help him but Damon pushed her off.
"Don't. Touch. Me," he growled and started walking upstairs. He held onto his side tightly but maybe his pride didn't let Desire help him. Desire followed him upstairs and the a room. This one was as messy as hers had been. Damon gently laid down in the bed and Desire sat next to him. She took the cloth off of his head and sighed looking at the blood.
She walked around the room until she found a black towel on the ground. She walked to one of the doors in the room and opened it to find a closet. She shook her head and muttered a 'Nope' before walking to the other door. Behind it was the bathroom which she was looking for. She made the towel wet and went back to Damon. She tapped the wet towel on his forehead.
"Stop it!" he growled angrily and she knew it hurt him. She kept at it until he grabbed her arm tightly making her whimper.
"I am trying to help you, so let me!" she snapped. Damon was taken back but let her hand go and she continued what she was doing. After she had finished, she poured some alcohol on the towel and looked at him.
"This might hurt more, but it will make it better.." She started gently tapping the gash and he let out a growl, making her flinch. She didn't stop though until she felt fingers at her shirt. She paused at looked down to see that Damon had grabbed it. Maybe for support? She didn't care and continued. After she finished she wrapped a clean bandage on his head that she had found in the bathroom.
"It'll get better from here. Don't scratch it, though," she warned. Damon rolled his eyes at how protective and motherly she was.
"Don't you dare leave. I will find you if you do," he warned.
"I wont," she nodded knowing that if he went to find her, other people would probably get hurt. She strutted out of the room and down the hallway where she saw an open door. That was probably her room. She went there and indeed it was hers. She closed the door behind herself and flopped herself onto the bed. In this little time when she helped Damon she felt a new feeling. Not only her, so did Damon. He was just too stubborn to admit it to himself.
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