Your CS Pet Pairs? (NEW THREAD)

[Keriae]

andrea (f)

when she was just a girl, she expected the world . . .

. . . life goes on, it gets so heavy.
the wheel breaks the butterfly.
every tear a waterfall . . .

. . . in the night, the stormy night, she closed her eyes.
in the night, the stormy night, away she flies . . .

. . . para, para, p a r a d i s e . . .

(based off of this fantastic song.)

I love you. I love this song. I love the storyline. I love your style of writing.

Need I go on?

[Zeee]

[lorelli, that was simply astonishing. <3 Coldplay just gets better and better, eh?]

Please listen to this song while reading C:



everytime you said, 'i love you',
it was a lie

when she was just a little girl,
she expected the world

The little girl felt bad for herself. She hated her life. She hated herself.

She was picked on, bullied, and teased. Just because she was different.

Everytime she went to sleep, she dreamed of...

para-para paradise
para-para paradise
para-para paradise

she couldn't take it anymore. Paradise was too beyond her reach when she was in the real world.

The next day, she fell asleep. And never woke up.

in the night, the stormy night
away she'd fly

Her dreams of paradise were fufilled. Finally, she had something worth her efforts.

this could be para-para paradise, para-para paradise, para-para paradise
this could be para-para paradise, para-para paradise, para-para paradise

and it was.




... she'd say ohoohoooh I know the sun must set to rise ...

[Keriae]

[lorelli, that was simply astonishing. <3 Coldplay just gets better and better, eh?]

Please listen to this song while reading C:



everytime you said, 'i love you',
it was a lie


... she'd say ohoohoooh I know the sun must set to rise ...

I love you too. I do. Coldplay are brilliant. I couln't resist.

[Listen please!]



you cut me down a tree
and brought it back to me
and that's what made me see
where i was going wrong

It was late. I was sitting with you, on a wall by the beach, watching the waves swell and roll over themselves as they reached the sand. We were chatting casually, like best friends do.

you put me on a shelf
and kept me for yourself
i can only blame myself
you can only blame me

I was the one who was close to you. Yet, at school, you walked off with someone else, completely ignoring me. But you can only blame me. I nagged you all the time, barely left your side. You deserved time away from me.
And what's more, I was jealous.

and i could write a song
a hundred miles long
well, that's where i belong
and you belong with me

You belonged with me. We had been best friends, and you said we always would be. But when she arrived, you immediately became her friend, despite the fact she was hardly at school, following her everywhere. When she wasn't there, things were like they used to be.

and i could write it down
or spread it all around
get lost and then get found
or swallowed in the sea

You loved the sea. It was where your Nan's ashes were. Where you wanted your own when you died. I couldn't imagine that day. The day the joyous light died from your eyes as your life was extinguished.

oh the streets your walking on
a thousand houses long
well that's where i belong
and you belong with me
not swallowed in the sea

But it did. You died in a tragic car accident. And you had you wish. Your ashes joined your Nan's.

you belong with me
not swallowed in the sea
yeah, you belong with me
not swallowed in the sea

[Zeee]

Thank you Captain~
Your story was a very big treat to read aswell!





"If you loved me, why did you let me go? if you cared for me, why did you hurt me?"
My voice shattered.

He smiled, and softly said,
"I won't say I told you so."


[would anyone enjoy a story? I took the "I won't say I told you so" from Tangled... XD im so unorginal]

[Keriae]

Thank you Captain~
Your story was a very big treat to read aswell!





"If you loved me, why did you let me go? if you cared for me, why did you hurt me?"
My voice shattered.

He smiled, and softly said,
"I won't say I told you so."


[would anyone enjoy a story? I took the "I won't say I told you so" from Tangled... XD im so unorginal]

You're welcome, and thank you. I love Coldplay, and with everyone posting songs, how could I resist?

I'd be very interested in a story between these two. I see them as brothers, so it would be good to see someone else's views.

[~Fallen Angel~]

Should I write one for this or continue with my other one? (For the other one search "violet")

[AquilaFuga]

Keegan~Melody

May write story soon.

Here we are! (This part is more of a conversation really...)

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"Keegan, I have to go." she said quietly, as they sat on the front wall in the evening.
"No, you can't." he replied, hugging her closer to him.
"Keegan...You know I'll be back tomorrow..."
"No. I won't let you go."
"But why?" she said, beginning to struggle slightly.
"I can't take it without you, you're my sunshine, you're my moonlight, you're my stars, you're my sky, I cannot live without you in my life." he said, beginning to anger.
"Keegan, please," she begged, "you know what my father is like."
"No, Melody, you're staying here!"
"No!" she cried, thrusting herself off the wall, and running down the road.
He ran after her, and grabbed her jacket. He pulled her back to his house, and shoved her inside.

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Continued...

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She cowered on the floor of the hallway, as he stood over her. There was clear rage in his eyes, and she dared not to breath.
He watched her, curled up on the floor shaking. His vision was blurred in the heat of the moment, and thoughts wizzed round his brain like a carousel. What had he just done to the girl he loved? What was he meant to do now? He stormed past her, and unlocked a small room. It was probably no bigger than a toilet cubicle.
Regretfully, he grabbed her by the shoulder and forced her inside, locking the door behind her. She knocked viciously, crying terribly.
"Let me out! What are you doing?"
The truth was, he himself did not know.
"Shut up! Stay quiet! I'm not stupid, you think I would let you out so you can go running to the police?" he yelled, banging the door with every breath he took.
She pinned herself against the wall, nearly hyperventilating with fear.
He sat with his back against the door. His fury had turned to tears, and he silently cried.

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As requested... ^_^

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She sat in the dark for what seemed like decades, watching, waiting.
He sat outside, wiping stale tears from his cheeks. He looked over at the clock. 3:04 am. Angrily, he pounded the floor with his fist, and held his head in his hands.
"Keegan...?" a muffled voice came from behind.
He spun round, his temper running thin once again, but then he heard it again.
"Keegan?" she whispered, shaking in that damp, cold cupboard.
"What..." he replied, his voice quivering.
"Will you let me out?" she said a little louder, "I don't understand what's running through your mind, and I'm really worriied about you."
"Why worry about me? I am holding you hostage, yet you worry about me?"
"Yes, because whatever happens I cannot deny myself the fact that I love you. So that's why I need to know that you're okay, regardless of whether I'm locked in some dingy little shoecupboard."
"Well, I'm fine."
She was silent for a while, wondering whether what she had done was right, because she knew that truly, she would never be able to forgive him.

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The final chapter...

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Both were silent for a while, before finally she built up the courage to say
"But you can't be fine."
"Why can't I?" he retorted scornfully, standing up and turning to the door.
"If you were, I'm certain you wouldn't-" she broke off suddenly, as the door flew open and he stormed in, pinning her to the back wall.
"Wouldn't be doing what, Melody?" he demanded, shaking her.
"You wouldn't be doing this!" she cried, averting her eyes from his irate glare, "Nobody would if they were fine! Why are you doing this Keegan, why? You say you love me, yet you put me through hell! Why Keegan, why?"
At this point, though she seemed strong, she was just a shattered soul inside herself. She was terrified of what he may do to her, but she just wanted to end this nightmare, one way or another.
"I have no reason!" he yelled at the top of his voice.
He dropped to his knees, and wept. She stumbled as he let go of her, and she stared wide-eyed.
"I have no reason..." he whimpered, his head in his hands. "No valid reason, anyway."
She took a while to regain her breath, but managed to rasp the words,
"No...valid...reason?"
"No," he whispered through his tears. "My reason is that I can't take it without you, you're my sunshine, you're my moonlight, you're my stars, you're my sky, I cannot live without you in my life."

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What did you guys think? ^^ Should I write more for this couple in the future perhaps?

[OMGItsFireFoxx]

Continued...

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She cowered on the floor of the hallway, as he stood over her. There was clear rage in his eyes, and she dared not to breath.
He watched her, curled up on the floor shaking. His vision was blurred in the heat of the moment, and thoughts wizzed round his brain like a carousel. What had he just done to the girl he loved? What was he meant to do now? He stormed past her, and unlocked a small room. It was probably no bigger than a toilet cubicle.
Regretfully, he grabbed her by the shoulder and forced her inside, locking the door behind her. She knocked viciously, crying terribly.
"Let me out! What are you doing?"
The truth was, he himself did not know.
"Shut up! Stay quiet! I'm not stupid, you think I would let you out so you can go running to the police?" he yelled, banging the door with every breath he took.
She pinned herself against the wall, nearly hyperventilating with fear.
He sat with his back against the door. His fury had turned to tears, and he silently cried.

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As requested... ^_^

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She sat in the dark for what seemed like decades, watching, waiting.
He sat outside, wiping stale tears from his cheeks. He looked over at the clock. 3:04 am. Angrily, he pounded the floor with his fist, and held his head in his hands.
"Keegan...?" a muffled voice came from behind.
He spun round, his temper running thin once again, but then he heard it again.
"Keegan?" she whispered, shaking in that damp, cold cupboard.
"What..." he replied, his voice quivering.
"Will you let me out?" she said a little louder, "I don't understand what's running through your mind, and I'm really worriied about you."
"Why worry about me? I am holding you hostage, yet you worry about me?"
"Yes, because whatever happens I cannot deny myself the fact that I love you. So that's why I need to know that you're okay, regardless of whether I'm locked in some dingy little shoecupboard."
"Well, I'm fine."
She was silent for a while, wondering whether what she had done was right, because she knew that truly, she would never be able to forgive him.

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The final chapter...

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Both were silent for a while, before finally she built up the courage to say
"But you can't be fine."
"Why can't I?" he retorted scornfully, standing up and turning to the door.
"If you were, I'm certain you wouldn't-" she broke off suddenly, as the door flew open and he stormed in, pinning her to the back wall.
"Wouldn't be doing what, Melody?" he demanded, shaking her.
"You wouldn't be doing this!" she cried, averting her eyes from his irate glare, "Nobody would if they were fine! Why are you doing this Keegan, why? You say you love me, yet you put me through hell! Why Keegan, why?"
At this point, though she seemed strong, she was just a shattered soul inside herself. She was terrified of what he may do to her, but she just wanted to end this nightmare, one way or another.
"I have no reason!" he yelled at the top of his voice.
He dropped to his knees, and wept. She stumbled as he let go of her, and she stared wide-eyed.
"I have no reason..." he whimpered, his head in his hands. "No valid reason, anyway."
She took a while to regain her breath, but managed to rasp the words,
"No...valid...reason?"
"No," he whispered through his tears. "My reason is that I can't take it without you, you're my sunshine, you're my moonlight, you're my stars, you're my sky, I cannot live without you in my life."

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What did you guys think? ^^ Should I write more for this couple in the future perhaps?

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I LOVED it I'd love to hear more

[the bad wolf]

lorreli; Lovely. Just... Lovely. I don't know what else to say.
Jade; I like it. The song fits the mood.
australia; Interesting. Will you continue?


Thank you for setting your eye's on this. It is strange to say, but it must be said. From only that, I can feel your heart beating. I like that. It's a nice change of pace. I can hear your finger using a mouse or button to move along this tale, black irises flicking back and forth to swallow each word like it's you last. Not that you'd know if it was. But I am simply delaying what I want to say.

Just so you know, as you read this, your time is slowly slipping away. Every word is a half a second of your precious life, whether it be eighty years or eight minutes. But one day, you will die. Those silly tales of immortality and fountains of youth are only a waste of time. Made from someone who is afraid of Death. Afraid of me. Which, you shouldn't be. I am nothing, if not fair.

I do not take someone's light before their time. Though most people believe I do, I don't, really. Everyone has a set date, time, place. This does not mean this doesn't change, even though it is very rare either way. Like that little girl killed in a shooting in Arizona. She was only nine. Bright future too, she was set to be the first female vice president and have two kids. It was one of the few times I felt guilty when the light in her eye's died. But there was the time a nineteen year old was set to die in a severe car crash, but I was unable to take him. His time was pushed seventy years in just a few moments.

And despite your thoughts, I do not like this job, but I also don't hate it. Most people hate me, consider me public enemy number one even. But I am only doing my job. Besides, there is good in it. The world would become overpopulated in a few years if I weren't around. Those in pain would never be released. I don't only take people you love either, I take many others.

Despite your beliefs, I am not the Grim Reaper. He is only to scare rowdy children into somber. No, I am far from that. I do not carry a scythe nor am I made of bones. And I am also not God, though many think so. All those religions, all spawn from something reckless I did. Silly little mistakes that have taken over some people's way of life, and I apologize. But it is not my fault for your way of thinking. And don't even think about it, I am not sent from the devil to brainwash you, so don't dwell on it!

As mentioned before, there are miracles thatsave someone from me, lengthen their time as living souls. I know many tales like that, soldiers who narrowly miss a bullet, a famine land suddenly receiving rain, a starving orphan being adopted. It is unusual, but it happens. It is not my fault. I don't know why it happens it just does.

I would like to tell you such a story, one you might like. It is not a long story, but not the most believable.

It is the story of a child who carried the weight of the world on her shoulders. And has cheated me three times in five short years. And because of this, she has become something rare, something more valuable to me then any diamond. She is a red winged child.

(I'm not finishing this. I just needed to brush up on first-person.)

[Mercess]

lorreli; Lovely. Just... Lovely. I don't know what else to say.
Jade; I like it. The song fits the mood.
australia; Interesting. Will you continue?


Thank you for setting your eye's on this. It is strange to say, but it must be said. From only that, I can feel your heart beating. I like that. It's a nice change of pace. I can hear your finger using a mouse or button to move along this tale, black irises flicking back and forth to swallow each word like it's you last. Not that you'd know if it was. But I am simply delaying what I want to say.

Just so you know, as you read this, your time is slowly slipping away. Every word is a half a second of your precious life, whether it be eighty years or eight minutes. But one day, you will die. Those silly tales of immortality and fountains of youth are only a waste of time. Made from someone who is afraid of Death. Afraid of me. Which, you shouldn't be. I am nothing, if not fair.

I do not take someone's light before their time. Though most people believe I do, I don't, really. Everyone has a set date, time, place. This does not mean this doesn't change, even though it is very rare either way. Like that little girl killed in a shooting in Arizona. She was only nine. Bright future too, she was set to be the first female vice president and have two kids. It was one of the few times I felt guilty when the light in her eye's died. But there was the time a nineteen year old was set to die in a severe car crash, but I was unable to take him. His time was pushed seventy years in just a few moments.

And despite your thoughts, I do not like this job, but I also don't hate it. Most people hate me, consider me public enemy number one even. But I am only doing my job. Besides, there is good in it. The world would become overpopulated in a few years if I weren't around. Those in pain would never be released. I don't only take people you love either, I take many others.

Despite your beliefs, I am not the Grim Reaper. He is only to scare rowdy children into somber. No, I am far from that. I do not carry a scythe nor am I made of bones. And I am also not God, though many think so. All those religions, all spawn from something reckless I did. Silly little mistakes that have taken over some people's way of life, and I apologize. But it is not my fault for your way of thinking. And don't even think about it, I am not sent from the devil to brainwash you, so don't dwell on it!

As mentioned before, there are miracles thatsave someone from me, lengthen their time as living souls. I know many tales like that, soldiers who narrowly miss a bullet, a famine land suddenly receiving rain, a starving orphan being adopted. It is unusual, but it happens. It is not my fault. I don't know why it happens it just does.

I would like to tell you such a story, one you might like. It is not a long story, but not the most believable.

It is the story of a child who carried the weight of the world on her shoulders. And has cheated me three times in five short years. And because of this, she has become something rare, something more valuable to me then any diamond. She is a red winged child.

(I'm not finishing this. I just needed to brush up on first-person.)

Oh man. i really like it.