




.: Regenerate :. wrote:wolfxdog wrote:.: Regenerate :. wrote:I just realized I can't enter into anymore JBDs until one of them ends. ouo
I'm entered in 287, who I named Logo.
I'm entered in 285, who I named Styrofoam.
I'm entered in Nursery Batch #3 Bean, who I named Xi.
I have a form ready for when 54 opens, who I named Revival.
So many beautiful JBDs. ;u; But out of the 4, 54 is my favorite.
Has anyone else noticed how many stories for 287 have to do with experimenting? Mine is him caught in a house fire. XD
Mine is him losing his paw because he stuck it out a car window xD
I was reading all the forms to see how to make mine better. I seriously loved your story.
But the one with the coal mine and the guy's children dying and then his wife dies and he burns his paw off. I nearly cried, it was so beautiful. ;u;
.: Regenerate :. wrote:Has anyone else noticed how many stories for 287 have to do with experimenting? Mine is him caught in a house fire. XD

as the lukewarm hands of the gods
came down and gently picked my adrenaline pearls
they placed them in their mouths and rinsed all the fear out
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the best way to start anew
is to fail miserablyBjörk
Cammie. wrote:Hey guise.
I made a form last night for 287.
Idk if I can enter it.
Blitz said no more entries,
so probably not. XD
Which is understandable. c:
Wanna read it?... <3
She took out a cigarette
and lit it with the flames that came from her beautiful lips.
She looked at me angrily.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I DO..."
She threw her head back, laughing.
"Silly human girl... I am only joking."
She blew smoke from her mouth, then she grinned, showing her sharp, frightening teeth.
"The name's Naima... Naima Mora."
She crossed her legs and stuck her hand out to shake mine.
I took the offer. She had a tight grip.
"They call me Tinkerbelle." I laughed at her.
Her face became very serious, and angry.
She snarled at me, "Oh? You find that amusing, yes?
You know what else is amusing?" She pulled out a blade,
and slammed it into the table.
"I'm a well trained, PROFESSIONAL Russian assassin."
I kept my mouth shut, and wiped my goofy grin off my face.
"I'm FEMALE," she growled. Her claws came out.
I told her it had to be asked for my form.
"Hahaha... my hand, or my mind?" she grinned and got up from her chair,
throwing her cigarette on the ground and stepped on it, rubbing it into the ground.
"H-Hey! That's my new fl--" She shot a mean glance at me.
I stopped and replied, "Continue?" She smiled and tilted her head, slightly nodding.
"As I said, I am trained assassin, no?
So of course, sometimes there are injuries on job...
I was running from enemies, yes?
They shooting at me, but I dodge wildly, bullets so close..."
she grinned and whispered sharply,
"I could have died if I made the slightest wrong movement."
She looked at her mechanical hand, and turned it into a fist.
"Which is exactly... what I did!" she yelled,
slamming her fist into the wall, breaking it.
She smiled evil and looked at her mechanical hand, admiring it.
"But sometimes... it's helpful."

as the lukewarm hands of the gods
came down and gently picked my adrenaline pearls
they placed them in their mouths and rinsed all the fear out
----
the best way to start anew
is to fail miserablyBjörk
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