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        <title>deviantART: Popular Ny Literature</title>
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        <pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 07:57:43 PDT</pubDate>        
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                <title>Race Along NY</title>
                <link>http://orangeyyy.deviantart.com/art/Race-Along-NY-255242599</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2011 00:33:17 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Race Along NY</media:title>
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                <media:category label="Visual &amp; Found Poetry">literature/poetry/general/artpoetry</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Orangeyyy</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://orangeyyy.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 *Orangeyyy</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ got inspired by *<a class="u" href="http://giantshadows.deviantart.com/">GiantShadows</a> wonderful poetry deviations <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2011/239/b/0/race_along_ny_by_orangesplat-d47yqg7.jpg" height="150" width="92"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/f/2011/239/b/0/race_along_ny_by_orangesplat-d47yqg7.jpg" height="491" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/239/b/0/race_along_ny_by_orangesplat-d47yqg7.jpg" height="1000" width="611" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ got inspired by *<a class="u" href="http://giantshadows.deviantart.com/">GiantShadows</a> wonderful poetry deviations <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/><br /><div><img src="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/f/2011/239/b/0/race_along_ny_by_orangesplat-d47yqg7.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>STP SS-NY+CA-Setting yourself-</title>
                <link>http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/STP-SS-NY-CA-Setting-yourself-189080507</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 09 Dec 2010 21:53:41 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">STP SS-NY+CA-Setting yourself-</media:title>
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                <media:category label="Short Stories">literature/prose/fiction/general/shortstory</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Ferix79</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://ferix79.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~Ferix79</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ The design for New York is <a href="http://darkfire75.deviantart.com/art/New-York-profile-121874583">here</a> which belongs to <a href="http://darkfire75.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/a/darkfire75.png?3" alt=":icondarkfire75:" title="Darkfire75"/></a><br />The design for California is <a href="http://cat-s-art.deviantart.com/art/STP-California-Template-178197511">here</a> which belongs to <a href="http://cat-s-art.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/c/a/cat-s-art.gif?4" alt=":iconcat-s-art:" title="Cat-s-Art"/></a><br /><br /><b>Full title is <u>Setting Yourself on Fire</u></b><br /><br /><a href="http://commentplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/c/o/commentplz.gif" alt=":iconcommentplz:" title="CommentPlz"/></a><br /><br />For the STP Secret Santa! My Secret Santa was <a href="http://cat-s-art.deviantart.com/">Cat-s-art</a>.<br />I'm so SO sorry if this isn't what you wanted, <a href="http://cat-s-art.deviantart.com/">Cat-s-art</a>! When I read your prompts this was the first thing I could think of that was NY and CA related, and it just wouldn't stop bothering me. I really liked writing it, though! OTL <br /><br />Once again, writing about the states leads me in directions I never knew I would take. Really, I had no intention of putting the Civil War and 9/11 bits in there, I don't know where they came from ._.;; But as I said before-I really like writing for this group. It inspires me a lot <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/><br /><br />Also, to be clear, this isnt necessarily a romantic relationship. It was written to be brotherly/platonic, but if you want to see it as the beginnings of something more then that's fine too. <br /><br />As I'm sure you all know, California was hit really hard by the recession and is currently in a huge bedget crisis. Some of the other states that I implied were sick (Florida, New Jersey, Michigan) were also hit hard. New York was also hit hard, but I think Michael himself would have gained some kind of immunity to economic sickness after the depression. He would have easily been much more sick than any state today.<br /><br />Title comes from Stars' "Your Ex-Lover is Dead". ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ On October 1st, 2010, the job of caring for California while he was horridly sick finally trickled down the line to New York. All of the states&#151;or rather, all of the states who were still healthy enough to care for themselves&#151;joined together earlier that year and agreed that they would all trade off caring for the sickly of their family because, really, they didn't need another incident like the time they found Michigan passed out in her own home, too sick to get up to even cook for herself.<br /><br />So, on the last day of September New York boarded a plane to Los Angeles and flew out to one of California's many luxury condos that he owned  ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ The design for New York is <a href="http://darkfire75.deviantart.com/art/New-York-profile-121874583">here</a> which belongs to <a href="http://darkfire75.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/a/darkfire75.png?3" alt=":icondarkfire75:" title="Darkfire75"/></a><br />The design for California is <a href="http://cat-s-art.deviantart.com/art/STP-California-Template-178197511">here</a> which belongs to <a href="http://cat-s-art.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/c/a/cat-s-art.gif?4" alt=":iconcat-s-art:" title="Cat-s-Art"/></a><br /><br /><b>Full title is <u>Setting Yourself on Fire</u></b><br /><br /><a href="http://commentplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/c/o/commentplz.gif" alt=":iconcommentplz:" title="CommentPlz"/></a><br /><br />For the STP Secret Santa! My Secret Santa was <a href="http://cat-s-art.deviantart.com/">Cat-s-art</a>.<br />I'm so SO sorry if this isn't what you wanted, <a href="http://cat-s-art.deviantart.com/">Cat-s-art</a>! When I read your prompts this was the first thing I could think of that was NY and CA related, and it just wouldn't stop bothering me. I really liked writing it, though! OTL <br /><br />Once again, writing about the states leads me in directions I never knew I would take. Really, I had no intention of putting the Civil War and 9/11 bits in there, I don't know where they came from ._.;; But as I said before-I really like writing for this group. It inspires me a lot <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/><br /><br />Also, to be clear, this isnt necessarily a romantic relationship. It was written to be brotherly/platonic, but if you want to see it as the beginnings of something more then that's fine too. <br /><br />As I'm sure you all know, California was hit really hard by the recession and is currently in a huge bedget crisis. Some of the other states that I implied were sick (Florida, New Jersey, Michigan) were also hit hard. New York was also hit hard, but I think Michael himself would have gained some kind of immunity to economic sickness after the depression. He would have easily been much more sick than any state today.<br /><br />Title comes from Stars' "Your Ex-Lover is Dead". ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>The American Obesity Problem</title>
                <link>http://lightningrodofhate.deviantart.com/art/The-American-Obesity-Problem-196483279</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 06 Feb 2011 17:33:06 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">The American Obesity Problem</media:title>
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        <media:copyright url="http://lightningrodofhate.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~LightningRodOfHate</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ I have no idea how to categorize this piece. I couldn't find a section for satire, which is where I would put it if I had the option.<br /><br />It is an essay I wrote for a Women and Writing class. The class assumes everyone has a gender or identity or gender identity. I often feel like I do not. So this is what I wrote in response to the material we had to read about being female. <br /><br />The preview image was taken of me by my friend, Lauren DeCicca, for her senior thesis project in photography / "This Changes Everything" exhibit in downtown Ithaca, NY. Check her out: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://laurendecicca.tumblr.com/">[link]</a><br /><br />-----------------------------------------<br /><br />EDIT:<br /><br />WOW. Just...wow. I woke up to hundreds of messages in my inbox this morning and thought DA broke! THANK YOU FOR THE DD! I've been part of this community for years and never dreamed I'd ever receive such an honor! <br /><br />I've been wading through the comments and have two things to generally respond to: <br /><br />1) I am not trying to argue that obesity is an inherently healthy thing. It may be for some people, perhaps. My goal in writing this was never to advocate obesity, but to advocate for the HUMANITY of obese people. Do not assume everyone has control over their weight. Nevertheless, I feel like comments in opposition of obesity have created interesting dialogue. This is important. People have passion enough to debate the topic--and that is better than remaining silent. For those of you with only hostility for overweight people (rather than genuine concern) I have sincere concern for YOU and hope that you are able to heal whatever inside of you may be broken. <br /><br />2) I saw a lot of comments left by people who were clearly moved by the subject matter / can truly identify with it. Your words have meant so much to me. Thank you for sharing your own experiences and why this meant something to you. Connecting with others, communicating, exchanging, expression: This is what art is. To have created something that MEANS something to others is the highest accomplishment, and I cannot begin to articulate how honored by that and grateful for that I am. So many beautiful words from so many beautiful people. What a humbling experience... <br /><br />Much love to you all! Change of any kind must start with love and support. &lt;3 ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[                I have no face. There was a time when I may have owned one, but this is a fuzzy half-memory. In fact, it may be entirely an invention of fantasy. These days, regardless of my history, I know for a fact that I have no face. However, I have been granted a name: The American Obesity Problem. And I am growing in the United States. You may have seen me on television. You may have been witness to my disconcerting back cleavage and mystified by the seamless transition my legs make from my calves into my ankles. You probably saw my unsettlingly large, shelf-like behind as it strained against my tight Capri pants that I swore I would fi ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2011/037/3/b/the_american_obesity_problem_by_lightningrodofhate-d38zbgv.png" height="299" width="300"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/037/3/b/the_american_obesity_problem_by_lightningrodofhate-d38zbgv.png" height="150" width="150"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ I have no idea how to categorize this piece. I couldn't find a section for satire, which is where I would put it if I had the option.<br /><br />It is an essay I wrote for a Women and Writing class. The class assumes everyone has a gender or identity or gender identity. I often feel like I do not. So this is what I wrote in response to the material we had to read about being female. <br /><br />The preview image was taken of me by my friend, Lauren DeCicca, for her senior thesis project in photography / "This Changes Everything" exhibit in downtown Ithaca, NY. Check her out: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://laurendecicca.tumblr.com/">[link]</a><br /><br />-----------------------------------------<br /><br />EDIT:<br /><br />WOW. Just...wow. I woke up to hundreds of messages in my inbox this morning and thought DA broke! THANK YOU FOR THE DD! I've been part of this community for years and never dreamed I'd ever receive such an honor! <br /><br />I've been wading through the comments and have two things to generally respond to: <br /><br />1) I am not trying to argue that obesity is an inherently healthy thing. It may be for some people, perhaps. My goal in writing this was never to advocate obesity, but to advocate for the HUMANITY of obese people. Do not assume everyone has control over their weight. Nevertheless, I feel like comments in opposition of obesity have created interesting dialogue. This is important. People have passion enough to debate the topic--and that is better than remaining silent. For those of you with only hostility for overweight people (rather than genuine concern) I have sincere concern for YOU and hope that you are able to heal whatever inside of you may be broken. <br /><br />2) I saw a lot of comments left by people who were clearly moved by the subject matter / can truly identify with it. Your words have meant so much to me. Thank you for sharing your own experiences and why this meant something to you. Connecting with others, communicating, exchanging, expression: This is what art is. To have created something that MEANS something to others is the highest accomplishment, and I cannot begin to articulate how honored by that and grateful for that I am. So many beautiful words from so many beautiful people. What a humbling experience... <br /><br />Much love to you all! Change of any kind must start with love and support. &lt;3<br /><div><img src="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/037/3/b/the_american_obesity_problem_by_lightningrodofhate-d38zbgv.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>NY+VA+WI+MI-How It Begins</title>
                <link>http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/NY-VA-WI-MI-How-It-Begins-192801726</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 09 Jan 2011 09:56:35 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">NY+VA+WI+MI-How It Begins</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Ferix79</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://ferix79.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~Ferix79</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ This is an excerpt from my fill <u><b>How It Begins</b></u> that is over on the main APH kink meme. The prompt was -<i>England, Canada, France and Scotland have one hell of a drunken kegger in November 1866. Nine months later, Canada has quadruplets: Ontario (England's), Quebec, New Brunswick (both France's) and Nova Scotia (clearly Scotland's if only for the name).</i><br /><br />I then looked up the dates that Americas states were admitted to the union, and lo and behold, Nebraska was admitted in March, 1867, making the perfect timeline for the story. So, basically, America and Canada are pregnant together in 1867, and this is the story of how they handle it. <br /><br />This fill is actually what led me to the State Tan Project because I needed a design for New York and Virginia. I had seen Darkfire75s NY design before on dA, so I came back over here searching for it and found STP. This is also why the Nebraska in this is not the one from STP, as I didnt know about him when I first planned this. If anyone was curious, I am following <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.angelfire.com/un/cozz/hetalia.html">this time line</a> to determine who fathered Americas states, and Wisconsin and Michigan were Canadas first two. <br /><br /><br />The complete fill of How It Begins is over <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/17465.html?thread=55151673#t55151673">here</a>, but be warned- it contains much more detailed descriptions of mpreg, including 2 birth scenes. The fill is finished now. Also, if anyone wanted to know, Canadas quads are the Ontario, Quebec, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia from the I Am Matthewian Project. You can read an excerpt about the IAMP babies over here-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/IAMP-Excerpt-How-It-Begins-193618524">[link]</a><br /><br />New York-<a href="http://darkfire75.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/a/darkfire75.png?3" alt=":icondarkfire75:" title="Darkfire75"/></a><br />Virginia-<a href="http://hareno.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/a/hareno.jpg" alt=":iconhareno:" title="hareno"/></a><br />Wisconsin-<a href="http://deidara-ihaka.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/e/deidara-ihaka.png?6" alt=":icondeidara-ihaka:" title="deidara-ihaka"/></a><br />Michigan-<a href="http://tsukihara.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/t/s/tsukihara.gif?3" alt=":icontsukihara:" title="Tsukihara"/></a><br />And the random baby Nebraska belongs to me, I suppose.<br /><br />The title is a manipulation of DeVotchKa's "How it Ends". ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Note-This is an excerpt from a much larger story I did for the kink meme. For a link and summary of the fill, see the artist's comments. <br />WARNING-This excerpt mentions the past and present mpreg of America and Canada, but nothing more. If you don't like it, don't read it.<br /><br />-----<br /><br />Second week of March, 1867<br /><br />America said that New York and Virginia wouldn't be visiting until around nine in the morning, and that the snow would slow them down, no doubt. So at ten minutes to nine, Canada plopped down on the sofa and drowned himself in blankets, hoping to get some more rest after being unable to sleep the previous night. As the days creeped by his ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ This is an excerpt from my fill <u><b>How It Begins</b></u> that is over on the main APH kink meme. The prompt was -<i>England, Canada, France and Scotland have one hell of a drunken kegger in November 1866. Nine months later, Canada has quadruplets: Ontario (England's), Quebec, New Brunswick (both France's) and Nova Scotia (clearly Scotland's if only for the name).</i><br /><br />I then looked up the dates that Americas states were admitted to the union, and lo and behold, Nebraska was admitted in March, 1867, making the perfect timeline for the story. So, basically, America and Canada are pregnant together in 1867, and this is the story of how they handle it. <br /><br />This fill is actually what led me to the State Tan Project because I needed a design for New York and Virginia. I had seen Darkfire75s NY design before on dA, so I came back over here searching for it and found STP. This is also why the Nebraska in this is not the one from STP, as I didnt know about him when I first planned this. If anyone was curious, I am following <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.angelfire.com/un/cozz/hetalia.html">this time line</a> to determine who fathered Americas states, and Wisconsin and Michigan were Canadas first two. <br /><br /><br />The complete fill of How It Begins is over <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/17465.html?thread=55151673#t55151673">here</a>, but be warned- it contains much more detailed descriptions of mpreg, including 2 birth scenes. The fill is finished now. Also, if anyone wanted to know, Canadas quads are the Ontario, Quebec, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia from the I Am Matthewian Project. You can read an excerpt about the IAMP babies over here-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/IAMP-Excerpt-How-It-Begins-193618524">[link]</a><br /><br />New York-<a href="http://darkfire75.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/a/darkfire75.png?3" alt=":icondarkfire75:" title="Darkfire75"/></a><br />Virginia-<a href="http://hareno.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/a/hareno.jpg" alt=":iconhareno:" title="hareno"/></a><br />Wisconsin-<a href="http://deidara-ihaka.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/e/deidara-ihaka.png?6" alt=":icondeidara-ihaka:" title="deidara-ihaka"/></a><br />Michigan-<a href="http://tsukihara.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/t/s/tsukihara.gif?3" alt=":icontsukihara:" title="Tsukihara"/></a><br />And the random baby Nebraska belongs to me, I suppose.<br /><br />The title is a manipulation of DeVotchKa's "How it Ends". ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>i heart ny.</title>
                <link>http://eaglewarrio9.deviantart.com/art/i-heart-ny-112834018</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 03:58:58 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">i heart ny.</media:title>
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        <media:copyright url="http://eaglewarrio9.deviantart.com">Copyright 2009-2013 ~eaglewarrio9</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ hahaaaa, it&#039;s valentines day.<br />in america, i think. i&#039;ve had mine [it was average]<br />but since i was late and most of my watchers are american,<br /><br />happy valentines day.<br /><br />oh, and i promised i would dedicate this to <a href="http://ohsostarryeyed.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/o/h/ohsostarryeyed.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconohsostarryeyed:" title="ohsostarryeyed"/></a>, but it&#039;s kind of awkward seeing as this isn&#039;t about her. i&#039;ll do another one for you meilissa, promise!~ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />[why yes, i&#039;ve always wanted to go to new york. who wants to take me?] ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ o.<br />today miss society gave me these glasses,<br />and when i put them on<br />colourful bokeh fills my view<br />and it doesn't matter that it blurs everything else<br />it's not like the rest of the world wants to get to know me anyway.<br /><br />life is so much easier in colour.<br /><br />m.<br />she has these thighs<br />that scream lust in frequencies that make my stomach turn.<br />her hip curls and makes this dip<br />and despite how much i shouldn't<br />i can practically taste her skin on my lips, it's beautifully haunting.<br /><br />f.<br />and this girl<br />has porcelain eyes<br />and porcelain skin<br />and porcelain thoughts<br /><br />and an electrifying touch.<br /><br />g.<br />who will i be when i wake up tomorrow morning?<br /><br />i ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ hahaaaa, it&#039;s valentines day.<br />in america, i think. i&#039;ve had mine [it was average]<br />but since i was late and most of my watchers are american,<br /><br />happy valentines day.<br /><br />oh, and i promised i would dedicate this to <a href="http://ohsostarryeyed.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/o/h/ohsostarryeyed.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconohsostarryeyed:" title="ohsostarryeyed"/></a>, but it&#039;s kind of awkward seeing as this isn&#039;t about her. i&#039;ll do another one for you meilissa, promise!~ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br />[why yes, i&#039;ve always wanted to go to new york. who wants to take me?] ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Girls are stupid and boys suck</title>
                <link>http://chiashia.deviantart.com/art/Girls-are-stupid-and-boys-suck-46222393</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 08 Jan 2007 03:21:33 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Girls are stupid and boys suck</media:title>
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                <media:category label="Traditional Fixed Forms">literature/poetry/humanity/fixed</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">chiashia</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://chiashia.deviantart.com">Copyright 2007-2013 ~chiashia</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Yesterday I spent the whole day with my NY buddies and then all my guy friends suddenly left for whatever reasons. So the evening portion was spent with my NY ladies~<br />
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Since it would be the last time that I can chill with them they asked me a bunch of questions. Such as: Why don't I wear make up? What kind of boys do I like? Am I a virgin? Well, when they found out some of them were pretty shocked to see how "conservative" I was. As that's what they called it... We talked the rest of the evening away about other stuff like that. So when I got home later that night I wrote this up to express my thoughts. If this makes me weird then I'm happy with that~ ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ My older sister used to tell me, "You'll like boys someday."<br />And my mom would rant, "Boys always get their way."<br />But my dad yelled, "You're to stay away from boys!"<br />Then my brothers all said, "We won't tell if you give us toys."<br />This made me think, "Wow, boys really suck."<br /><br />In elementary I was the tough girl who beat up boys.<br />You see, no one else wanted to stop their stupid ploys.<br />All the other girls would just point, giggle and hide.<br />There was like some absolute law that they all had to abide.<br />Things that they did just didn't make sense to me.<br /><br />I never dreamt about becoming a princess.<br />Or going to balls and wearing fancy dresses.<br />I ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Yesterday I spent the whole day with my NY buddies and then all my guy friends suddenly left for whatever reasons. So the evening portion was spent with my NY ladies~<br />
<br />
Since it would be the last time that I can chill with them they asked me a bunch of questions. Such as: Why don't I wear make up? What kind of boys do I like? Am I a virgin? Well, when they found out some of them were pretty shocked to see how "conservative" I was. As that's what they called it... We talked the rest of the evening away about other stuff like that. So when I got home later that night I wrote this up to express my thoughts. If this makes me weird then I'm happy with that~ ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Kiss [Loki x Reader (pt15)</title>
                <link>http://imwiththeunicorn.deviantart.com/art/Kiss-Loki-x-Reader-pt15-315814389</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jul 2012 22:09:58 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Kiss [Loki x Reader (pt15)</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Short Stories">literature/prose/fiction/general/shortstory</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">ImWiththeUnicorn</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://imwiththeunicorn.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 ~ImWiththeUnicorn</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Chapter 1: <a href="http://imwiththeunicorn.deviantart.com/art/Text-Loki-x-Reader-309287605">[link]</a><br />Previous: <a href="http://imwiththeunicorn.deviantart.com/art/Close-Loki-x-Reader-pt14-313326374">[link]</a><br />Next: <a href="http://imwiththeunicorn.deviantart.com/art/Stark-Loki-x-Reader-pt16-315815056">[link]</a><br /><br />In which the author's allusions expose how Christian she is at heart.<br /><br />N'does your husband know<br />The way that<br />The sunshine gleams from your wedding band? <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I7jSC_HLm9E">[link]</a> *lets you think what you want*<br /><br />Okay so Lynda's accent is kind of killing me now. "Dess" is supposed to be "deaths" if you didn't get that. Also, there are probably a lot of "th"'s I've left in there because I just naturally type properly, so if you see that when she's talking (this probably doesn't matter all that much to you) just change it in your head. It's funny, I don't know of many languages besides English that have the "th" sound.<br /><br />OHOHO ANOTHER DIRECT SONG REFERENCE IN THE TEXT. You should all get this one. Not a word, Katie, not a word.<br /><br />So ummm feel free to NOT discuss the irony/political-incorrectness of Virginia dressing up as a Muslim in NY. *shrug* She couldn't be seen, I soz! ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ You were startled by a surprising awakening. The moment you opened your eyes, you saw long, curly blonde hair stretching down a woman's torso. A feminine hand stroked your face, and thumbed away a residual pool of salty water at the edge of your eye. Cautiously, you looked up at Lynda's face, her features drawn with concern.<br />"Heyllo," she said softly, smiling a little at you.<br />"Mm?" you replied, voice tired and rough. You cleared your throat and sat up, and her hand fell away. "Good...good morning?"<br />"Is it?" she asked, crossing one leg over the other and locking her hands together at her knee. "Har you okay?"<br />Your eyes stung with the threa ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Chapter 1: <a href="http://imwiththeunicorn.deviantart.com/art/Text-Loki-x-Reader-309287605">[link]</a><br />Previous: <a href="http://imwiththeunicorn.deviantart.com/art/Close-Loki-x-Reader-pt14-313326374">[link]</a><br />Next: <a href="http://imwiththeunicorn.deviantart.com/art/Stark-Loki-x-Reader-pt16-315815056">[link]</a><br /><br />In which the author's allusions expose how Christian she is at heart.<br /><br />N'does your husband know<br />The way that<br />The sunshine gleams from your wedding band? <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I7jSC_HLm9E">[link]</a> *lets you think what you want*<br /><br />Okay so Lynda's accent is kind of killing me now. "Dess" is supposed to be "deaths" if you didn't get that. Also, there are probably a lot of "th"'s I've left in there because I just naturally type properly, so if you see that when she's talking (this probably doesn't matter all that much to you) just change it in your head. It's funny, I don't know of many languages besides English that have the "th" sound.<br /><br />OHOHO ANOTHER DIRECT SONG REFERENCE IN THE TEXT. You should all get this one. Not a word, Katie, not a word.<br /><br />So ummm feel free to NOT discuss the irony/political-incorrectness of Virginia dressing up as a Muslim in NY. *shrug* She couldn't be seen, I soz! ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>ny</title>
                <link>http://impy20.deviantart.com/art/ny-277203049</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2012 05:03:25 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">ny</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Free Verse">literature/poetry/emotional/freeverse</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">impy20</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://impy20.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 ~impy20</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ l ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ " Memories" is what "blind" us from the "truth in reality"-reminders and flashers not curing obstacles just resurrecting the obsolete . past frames long to remain .. perversions from before teach us not to grow up to be a "non paid wh*re" blissful silence does nothing more then create a big space to allow all the fear to regrow, .....remain as one u are put in life to in order to constantly "glow" don't forget the purpose.. Happy 2012. ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th04.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2012/002/9/8/ny_by_impy20-d4l1f8p.jpg" height="237" width="300"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2012/002/9/8/ny_by_impy20-d4l1f8p.jpg" height="118" width="150"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ l<br /><div><img src="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2012/002/9/8/ny_by_impy20-d4l1f8p.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>STP - NY, O NY -fanfic-</title>
                <link>http://lavilovi12.deviantart.com/art/STP-NY-O-NY-fanfic-198453419</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 22 Feb 2011 11:52:00 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">STP - NY, O NY -fanfic-</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Short Stories">literature/prose/fiction/general/shortstory</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">lavilovi12</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://lavilovi12.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~lavilovi12</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ This is meant as a side-story to <a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/f/e/ferix79.png" alt=":iconferix79:" title="Ferix79"/></a>'s amazing story "New York, Oh New York." Seriously, if you've not read it yet, you must! Go forth! --&gt;<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-1-194681639">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />So yeah, I don't know if <a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/f/e/ferix79.png" alt=":iconferix79:" title="Ferix79"/></a> minds me writing this, but I'm on a school computer, so if I don't post it somehow, it'll get lost. OTL I'll take it down if I need to!!<br /><br /><br />This was mainly born out of a curiousity on how OK would respond to the aftereffects of 9/11... (Sorry, I'm hung up on my own state hahaha). I tried to write as thoughtfully as I could, to tread lightly. haha Though, I guess the OKC Bombing isn't such a big deal anymore.<br /><br />Ah, and I didn't use state names, so I'm sorry if that led to any confusion. I tried to give hints so no one was confused. OTL<br /><br /><br />On a side-note, if any of you ever finds yourself in Oklahoma City, be sure to visit the OKC Bombing memorial! It's a beautiful place, and I was really happy to see that when they built it, most people said in a survey sent out that they wanted a place that was peaceful and serene, and for it to be a place of healing and quiet remembrance. I'm not up to date on what they plan for Ground Zero, but I hope they decide on something similar, something that can help people remember, but not in a way that gives rise to angry and hatred. /spiel. Sorry, that was a big aside. haha<br /><br /><br /><br />All the states belong to their creators!!<br /><br /><br />[Edit] Added a character list at the top just to prevent any confusion issues. :<strike></strike>D ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Dramatis Personae (in order of appearance):<br />Abby Taboca - Oklahoma<br />Micheal - New York<br />Isabel  - Pennsylvania<br />Leslie - Virginia<br />Lucas - Texas<br />Addison - Kansas<br /><br />------<br /><br />Abby curled up under the sheets, tucking her knees up against her chest. It had been near two weeks since September 11th, since everything had happened.<br /><br />She hadn't visited Micheal or Isabel or Leslie or anyone in the hospital, something which made her feel a little guilty. After all, she had been trying hard for the past few decades to be friendly and hospitable. Not visiting a hurt relation (well, they weren't really her siblings, but it was easier to think lik ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ This is meant as a side-story to <a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/f/e/ferix79.png" alt=":iconferix79:" title="Ferix79"/></a>'s amazing story "New York, Oh New York." Seriously, if you've not read it yet, you must! Go forth! --&gt;<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-1-194681639">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />So yeah, I don't know if <a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/f/e/ferix79.png" alt=":iconferix79:" title="Ferix79"/></a> minds me writing this, but I'm on a school computer, so if I don't post it somehow, it'll get lost. OTL I'll take it down if I need to!!<br /><br /><br />This was mainly born out of a curiousity on how OK would respond to the aftereffects of 9/11... (Sorry, I'm hung up on my own state hahaha). I tried to write as thoughtfully as I could, to tread lightly. haha Though, I guess the OKC Bombing isn't such a big deal anymore.<br /><br />Ah, and I didn't use state names, so I'm sorry if that led to any confusion. I tried to give hints so no one was confused. OTL<br /><br /><br />On a side-note, if any of you ever finds yourself in Oklahoma City, be sure to visit the OKC Bombing memorial! It's a beautiful place, and I was really happy to see that when they built it, most people said in a survey sent out that they wanted a place that was peaceful and serene, and for it to be a place of healing and quiet remembrance. I'm not up to date on what they plan for Ground Zero, but I hope they decide on something similar, something that can help people remember, but not in a way that gives rise to angry and hatred. /spiel. Sorry, that was a big aside. haha<br /><br /><br /><br />All the states belong to their creators!!<br /><br /><br />[Edit] Added a character list at the top just to prevent any confusion issues. :<strike></strike>D ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Late Night Texts 17</title>
                <link>http://thisbeautifuldream.deviantart.com/art/Late-Night-Texts-17-302037885</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 13 May 2012 23:08:13 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Late Night Texts 17</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Short Stories">literature/prose/fiction/general/shortstory</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">ThisBeautifulDream</media:credit>
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                <media:tags>@akumamari</media:tags>
            </media:community>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ When we were in New York, the toilet in our hotel room kept making some sort of rumbling noise. <br />Naturally, my friend and I turned into Sam and Dean (meaning I grabbed a pillow and she said Dean was cuter, so I hit her with it) and we attempted to exorcise the toilet. <br />It was two in the morning, we'd been on a bus from GA to NY all day, and it was funny as shit. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ D: I think our toilet is haunted.<br /><br />S: You what?<br /><br />D: I think our toilet is haunted.<br /><br />S: Does it have a lingering smell of death?<br /><br />D: Yeah, actually!<br /><br />S: That's because we shit in it, Dean.<br /><br />D: You're a nasty fucker.<br /><br />S: You're the one who thinks a toilet is haunted.<br /><br />D: I'm serious, Sam!<br /><br />S: And that worries me.<br /><br />D: Do you not hear the noises it makes?<br /><br />S: What noises?<br /><br />D: It sounds like there's a beast in there.<br /><br />S: Like old plumbing?<br /><br />D: Like a beast.<br /><br />S: You do realize it's a toilet?<br /><br />D: Yeah I know it's a toilet! What the hell do you take me for?!<br /><br />S: A dumbass.<br /><br />D: I'll kick your ass Sam. Go salt the fucking toilet.<br /><br />S: No! I'm not wastin ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ When we were in New York, the toilet in our hotel room kept making some sort of rumbling noise. <br />Naturally, my friend and I turned into Sam and Dean (meaning I grabbed a pillow and she said Dean was cuter, so I hit her with it) and we attempted to exorcise the toilet. <br />It was two in the morning, we'd been on a bus from GA to NY all day, and it was funny as shit. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Ny Batteri / Nouvelles Batteries</title>
                <link>http://anemathenae.deviantart.com/art/Ny-Batteri-Nouvelles-Batteries-333717908</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 22 Oct 2012 00:35:14 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Ny Batteri / Nouvelles Batteries</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Free Verse">literature/poetry/general/open</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Anemathenae</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://anemathenae.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 ~Anemathenae</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Inspiré de la chanson Ný Batterí de l'excellent Sigur Ros... (en islandais s'il vous plait!!) ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Ombre et couloirs, sépia d'insolite.<br /><br />La moisissure des murs mousse en synapses bancales.<br /><br />Les séquelles avant les actes. Souffrances en sourdine.<br />Les cuivres apaisent l'animal nu qui me torture.<br /><br />Sous les étamines, j'éclos en taches de sang.<br /><br />Ils plongent sous la chair.<br />Ils changent mes batteries.<br /><br />Neuf à nouveau. Neuf à nouveau.<br /><br />Les conséquences avant les actes.<br /><br />Le rythme des cymbales les rendra sourds.<br />Neufs à nouveau.<br /><br />Barbelés d'absolu... qui coulent sur mes lèvres...<br /><br />Ils remplacent mes batteries.<br />Pour les recharger à nouveau.<br /><br />Éclatement de peaux, reconstruire.<br />A nouvea ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Inspiré de la chanson Ný Batterí de l'excellent Sigur Ros... (en islandais s'il vous plait!!) ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Still Time to Change You, Rodion</title>
                <link>http://valentunch.deviantart.com/art/Still-Time-to-Change-You-Rodion-370546708</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 08 May 2013 21:14:35 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Still Time to Change You, Rodion</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>adult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Academic Essays">literature/prose/nonfiction/essays</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">valentunch</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://valentunch.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~valentunch</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ An essay I wrote after the Boston Marathon Bombings of April 15th, 2013. Here are the academic/data sources I used, in case you're interested in looking at them:<br /><br />Dostoevsky, Feodor. Crime and Punishment. Edited by George Gibian. New York: W.W. Norton, 1989. <br /><br />Wilkinson, Richard and Kate Pickett. The Spirit Level. New York: Bloomsbury Press, 2009. <br /><br />Cronin, H. The Ant and the Peacock. Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, 1991.<br /><br />Gilligan, James. Preventing Violence. New York: Thames and Hudson, 2001.<br /><br />Quinney, Richard and Harold Pepinsky, eds. Crimonology as Peacemaking. Bloomington: Indiana University Press, 1991. <br /><br />Weisberg, Roger. Waging a Living. Documentary. Directed by Roger Weisberg. 2006. Palisades, NY: Public Policy Productions. Film. <br /><br />You can peruse all the American Community Survey macrodata here: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.census.gov/acs/www/">[link]</a><br /><br />Or if you like to look at maps, you can look at the data from the ACS applied graphically here: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.richblockspoorblocks.com/">[link]</a><br /><br />Thank you all so much for looking at my work. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ It begins with a once promising student and a number of contributing factors that could perhaps have been tolerated in isolation, but in their confluence bring about horrific crimes.<br /><br />The student is &ldquo;a strikingly handsome young man, with fine dark eyes, brown hair, and a slender well-knit figure, taller than the average.&rdquo; He lives alone in a city of thousands, and unbeknownst to his distantly located but eminently involved mother, he has abandoned his schoolwork. His ideological commitments have become increasingly extreme and convoluted, and despite evidently having maintained at one time a rational, moderate worldview, he has &l ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ An essay I wrote after the Boston Marathon Bombings of April 15th, 2013. Here are the academic/data sources I used, in case you're interested in looking at them:<br /><br />Dostoevsky, Feodor. Crime and Punishment. Edited by George Gibian. New York: W.W. Norton, 1989. <br /><br />Wilkinson, Richard and Kate Pickett. The Spirit Level. New York: Bloomsbury Press, 2009. <br /><br />Cronin, H. The Ant and the Peacock. Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, 1991.<br /><br />Gilligan, James. Preventing Violence. New York: Thames and Hudson, 2001.<br /><br />Quinney, Richard and Harold Pepinsky, eds. Crimonology as Peacemaking. Bloomington: Indiana University Press, 1991. <br /><br />Weisberg, Roger. Waging a Living. Documentary. Directed by Roger Weisberg. 2006. Palisades, NY: Public Policy Productions. Film. <br /><br />You can peruse all the American Community Survey macrodata here: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.census.gov/acs/www/">[link]</a><br /><br />Or if you like to look at maps, you can look at the data from the ACS applied graphically here: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.richblockspoorblocks.com/">[link]</a><br /><br />Thank you all so much for looking at my work. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Civil War Week 1: NY</title>
                <link>http://lizardpie.deviantart.com/art/Civil-War-Week-1-NY-295892560</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Apr 2012 16:07:32 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Civil War Week 1: NY</media:title>
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        <media:copyright url="http://lizardpie.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 ~LizardPie</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Doing <a target="_self" href="http://boscaresque.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/b/o/boscaresque.png?4" alt=":iconboscaresque:" title="boscaresque"/></a>'s Civil War week challenge. Seemed like a good opportunity to flesh out some states. Of course, I have to start with Alex because I'm still in love with him.<br /><br />***<br /><br />The North's objections to slavery were pretty superficial, for all the modern elitism we attach to it. It really wasn't about a moral objection to enslaving people, or an equality thing, as much as it was wanting to look good in the eyes of Europe (that's how the US made a lot of decisions, actually).<br /><br />The North, being highly industrial, was able to make this transition easily. The South depended on slave labor to fuel the plantations, and would have taken heavy damage that they saw as unnecessary.<br /><br />Add that to a ton of other social, economic, and societal differences, and you have a perfect recipe for secession. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Europeans saw Americans as savages, still.  For all of Alex's knowledge of the theater, for all of his fine clothing and poise, they looked at him with gentle humor.  Even when he took the time out of his trips in France to purchase his wardrobe, they found it quaint like a young boy trying to wear his father's suit.<br /><br />That was humiliating enough, particularly when he needed their respect as a business man.  But, lately, the sentiment had turned from amusement to disdain.  They wrinkled their noses when he admitted they were still fueling their business on slave labor.  <br /><br />The Europeans snuffed  ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Doing <a target="_self" href="http://boscaresque.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/b/o/boscaresque.png?4" alt=":iconboscaresque:" title="boscaresque"/></a>'s Civil War week challenge. Seemed like a good opportunity to flesh out some states. Of course, I have to start with Alex because I'm still in love with him.<br /><br />***<br /><br />The North's objections to slavery were pretty superficial, for all the modern elitism we attach to it. It really wasn't about a moral objection to enslaving people, or an equality thing, as much as it was wanting to look good in the eyes of Europe (that's how the US made a lot of decisions, actually).<br /><br />The North, being highly industrial, was able to make this transition easily. The South depended on slave labor to fuel the plantations, and would have taken heavy damage that they saw as unnecessary.<br /><br />Add that to a ton of other social, economic, and societal differences, and you have a perfect recipe for secession. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Numbers</title>
                <link>http://carpenoctem410.deviantart.com/art/Numbers-166362656</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 Jun 2010 17:19:24 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Numbers</media:title>
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        <media:copyright url="http://carpenoctem410.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 =carpenoctem410</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ "Names of the Dead<br />Published: June 2, 2010<br /><br />The Department of Defense has identified 4,392 American service members who have died since the start of the Iraq war and 1,074 who have died as a part of the Afghan war and related operations. It confirmed the deaths of the following Americans yesterday:<br /><br />Iraq<br /><br />SESSAREGO, Alvaro R. Regalado, 37, Pfc., Army; Virginia Beach; First Armored Division.<br /><br />Afghanistan<br /><br />SUTER, Jake W., 18, Pfc., Marines; Los Angeles; Third Marine Division."<br /><a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.nytimes.com/2010/06/03/us/03list.html?ref=world">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />A different take on that topic. I read that numbers and figures, and I couldn't stop thinking ...<br /><br />____<br /><br /><br />Um, which category does this belong to? <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/c/confused.gif" width="15" height="30" alt=":?" title=":? (Confused)"/> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Humans need numbers. Have you ever noticed? We don't want to be a number, but we constantly surround us with them. There's a number at the front of our house, there's a number on our insurance card, there's a number for every day of the year, and there's a number on our car, twice, like a shield when we drive. We have a number for our instant message services (that we even know by heart), for several phones we own, for our bank account, access keys, PINs &#133; We hate and we love numbers. They take our identity away from us &#150; and give it back at the same time.<br /><br />And I have a number now, too. I'm 1074. Jake, Nr. 1074. It's the newest numb ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ "Names of the Dead<br />Published: June 2, 2010<br /><br />The Department of Defense has identified 4,392 American service members who have died since the start of the Iraq war and 1,074 who have died as a part of the Afghan war and related operations. It confirmed the deaths of the following Americans yesterday:<br /><br />Iraq<br /><br />SESSAREGO, Alvaro R. Regalado, 37, Pfc., Army; Virginia Beach; First Armored Division.<br /><br />Afghanistan<br /><br />SUTER, Jake W., 18, Pfc., Marines; Los Angeles; Third Marine Division."<br /><a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.nytimes.com/2010/06/03/us/03list.html?ref=world">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />A different take on that topic. I read that numbers and figures, and I couldn't stop thinking ...<br /><br />____<br /><br /><br />Um, which category does this belong to? <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/c/confused.gif" width="15" height="30" alt=":?" title=":? (Confused)"/> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>A Moment of Rebellion.</title>
                <link>http://nixcoo.deviantart.com/art/A-Moment-of-Rebellion-215020937</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 26 Jun 2011 00:16:45 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">A Moment of Rebellion.</media:title>
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        <media:copyright url="http://nixcoo.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~nixcoo</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ .....<br /><br />Another fighting story - I guess I'm in the mood for a little rebellion. I'll try and make the next one more cheerful.<br /><br />Currently, I am on a holiday, somewhere in NY! I'm away for 10 days - let's see if I can get any writing or studying done <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br /><br />I'll miss you all. Enjoy the read! <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br /><br />p/s I hate the title. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)"/> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[  "I don't know what you're trying to prove, Nicky." Zack frowned. He placed back the bar packed with barbells into the rack with Ryan's help. Sitting up on the bench, he wiped off sweat from his forehead as he continued, "Do you think going out with Shelley would make Dawn jealous?"<br /><br />	Nicky rolled his eyes as he came down from a pull-up. Adjusting his fists to wrap around snugly at the pull-up bar, he forced himself upwards. Instead of stopping when his chest was leveled with the bar, Nicky used the momentum to straighten his arms and raised himself above the steel bar before coming down. He repeated the step twice more before replying. "You  ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2011/294/7/0/a_moment_of_rebellion__by_nixcoo-d3k0n7t.jpg" height="206" width="300"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2011/294/7/0/a_moment_of_rebellion__by_nixcoo-d3k0n7t.jpg" height="103" width="150"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ .....<br /><br />Another fighting story - I guess I'm in the mood for a little rebellion. I'll try and make the next one more cheerful.<br /><br />Currently, I am on a holiday, somewhere in NY! I'm away for 10 days - let's see if I can get any writing or studying done <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br /><br />I'll miss you all. Enjoy the read! <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br /><br />p/s I hate the title. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)"/><br /><div><img src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2011/294/7/0/a_moment_of_rebellion__by_nixcoo-d3k0n7t.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Book recommendation 02: THE LIES ABOUT MUHAMMAD</title>
                <link>http://nayzak.deviantart.com/art/Book-recommendation-02-THE-LIES-ABOUT-MUHAMMAD-363870183</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 06 Apr 2013 09:20:40 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Book recommendation 02: THE LIES ABOUT MUHAMMAD</media:title>
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        <media:copyright url="http://nayzak.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 *Nayzak</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Assalaamu alaikum [Peace be to you]<br /><br />With the many anti-Islamic books going around in the market propagating lies and misconceptions, I think it is necessary for me to recommend some good Islamic books for those who seek to check all sources before reaching their conclusions. so today I present this very interesting book by the Scholar Moustafa Zayed. THE LIES ABOUT MUHAMMAD -How you were deceived into Islamophobia.<br /><br /><br /><b>Description from the publisher:</b><br />In the book "The lies about Muhammad", well known American Muslim scholar Moustafa Zayed refutes the historical errors and allegations in the New York Times Bestseller book "The Truth about Muhammad" by Robert Spencer. In refuting Spencer's claims, Zayed brings to life a richness of history, politics, and current events into the spectrum of the hot debate. The book uniquely shows Islam and Islamic history from the rare point of view of a true Muslim scholar without any politically biased alterations of a middle man; more importantly an America Muslim scholar who shares the pulse of our day to day life. The reader will come to know real Islam and Islamic history in regards to plenty of topics like the raging controversies about women, human, and minority's rights in Islam - not just from an Islamic perspective - but also in light of world history, Judaism, and Christianity. Zayed eloquently shows how the misinformation about Islam is woven into the Islamophobia of today. The depth of knowledge and unique perspective of Mr. Zayed enlightens the reader about the overall depth of the meaning of God and religion from an interesting angle that could give birth to a debate unparalleled in today's literature - a debate that matters greatly to millions of readers.<br /><br /><br /><b>About the Author:</b><br />Imam Moustafa Zayed has a degree in communication systems engineering, and a member of the scientific board of Quran and Sunnah research of Cairo. He has appeared numerous times on the NY-area television program, "Understanding Religion". He speaks widely in interfaith settings with devotion to bridging peace between the major religions and communities. Zayed is the author of "Muhammad Said" and "Journey of All Times"; he is also a leading teacher in several mosques in New Jersey. Imam Zayed was featured as one of ten North American Islamic scholars on Britain's Channel 4 documentary, "Islam in America."<br /><br /><br />The Lies about Muhammad by Moustafa Zayed can be found in this page www.islamicsearchcenter.com/library/allegations/The-Lies-About-Muhammad.pdf (Ebook)<br /><br />You can purchase the book from Amazon <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.amazon.com/lies-about-Muhammad-Deceived-Islamophobia/dp/1453618155">[link]</a> or from the website of Moustafa Zayed here <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.theliesaboutmuhammad.com/aboutbook.html">[link]</a><br /><br />The website of the author: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://theliesaboutmuhammad.com/">[link]</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><sup>* The above excerpt taken from the book is posted here with permission from the book author.</sup><br /><br /><br />I hope this was beneficial for you. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ THE LIES ABOUT MUHAMMAD<br />How you were deceived into Islamophobia<br />By Moustafa Zayed<br /><br />excerpt from &lsquo;why this book?&rsquo; and the preface:<br /><br />I could have gathered all the known fabrications and lies about Islam or Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) and answered them one after the other in an indexed way. Why choose the Robert Spencer book "the Truth About Muhammad" to answer and refute its claims and accusations, page by page and paragraph by paragraph?<br />I wanted to show how far the intentional fabrications against everything Muslim have gone, and in details of its process and how it is done.<br />I wanted to demonstrate how parts or full Holy Quran verses  ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2013/096/1/3/book_recommendation_02__the_lies_about_muhammad_by_nayzak-d60n013.jpg" height="222" width="148"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2013/096/1/3/book_recommendation_02__the_lies_about_muhammad_by_nayzak-d60n013.jpg" height="150" width="100"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Assalaamu alaikum [Peace be to you]<br /><br />With the many anti-Islamic books going around in the market propagating lies and misconceptions, I think it is necessary for me to recommend some good Islamic books for those who seek to check all sources before reaching their conclusions. so today I present this very interesting book by the Scholar Moustafa Zayed. THE LIES ABOUT MUHAMMAD -How you were deceived into Islamophobia.<br /><br /><br /><b>Description from the publisher:</b><br />In the book "The lies about Muhammad", well known American Muslim scholar Moustafa Zayed refutes the historical errors and allegations in the New York Times Bestseller book "The Truth about Muhammad" by Robert Spencer. In refuting Spencer's claims, Zayed brings to life a richness of history, politics, and current events into the spectrum of the hot debate. The book uniquely shows Islam and Islamic history from the rare point of view of a true Muslim scholar without any politically biased alterations of a middle man; more importantly an America Muslim scholar who shares the pulse of our day to day life. The reader will come to know real Islam and Islamic history in regards to plenty of topics like the raging controversies about women, human, and minority's rights in Islam - not just from an Islamic perspective - but also in light of world history, Judaism, and Christianity. Zayed eloquently shows how the misinformation about Islam is woven into the Islamophobia of today. The depth of knowledge and unique perspective of Mr. Zayed enlightens the reader about the overall depth of the meaning of God and religion from an interesting angle that could give birth to a debate unparalleled in today's literature - a debate that matters greatly to millions of readers.<br /><br /><br /><b>About the Author:</b><br />Imam Moustafa Zayed has a degree in communication systems engineering, and a member of the scientific board of Quran and Sunnah research of Cairo. He has appeared numerous times on the NY-area television program, "Understanding Religion". He speaks widely in interfaith settings with devotion to bridging peace between the major religions and communities. Zayed is the author of "Muhammad Said" and "Journey of All Times"; he is also a leading teacher in several mosques in New Jersey. Imam Zayed was featured as one of ten North American Islamic scholars on Britain's Channel 4 documentary, "Islam in America."<br /><br /><br />The Lies about Muhammad by Moustafa Zayed can be found in this page www.islamicsearchcenter.com/library/allegations/The-Lies-About-Muhammad.pdf (Ebook)<br /><br />You can purchase the book from Amazon <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.amazon.com/lies-about-Muhammad-Deceived-Islamophobia/dp/1453618155">[link]</a> or from the website of Moustafa Zayed here <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.theliesaboutmuhammad.com/aboutbook.html">[link]</a><br /><br />The website of the author: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://theliesaboutmuhammad.com/">[link]</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><sup>* The above excerpt taken from the book is posted here with permission from the book author.</sup><br /><br /><br />I hope this was beneficial for you.<br /><div><img src="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2013/096/1/3/book_recommendation_02__the_lies_about_muhammad_by_nayzak-d60n013.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Liveing in peace German brothers</title>
                <link>http://happyhypervampire12.deviantart.com/art/Liveing-in-peace-German-brothers-277017594</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 01 Jan 2012 07:09:27 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Liveing in peace German brothers</media:title>
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        <media:copyright url="http://happyhypervampire12.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 ~HappyHyperVampire12</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Sorry for not wright in a while my co puter broke down and my other one has slow acsess. So here it is PRussia and Germany. Sorry for the bad spelling sp check isnt working. But ny way post and tell me what you think~! ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Dr.Devson smirked."______Will be staying with Germany and Prussia first. Then she will move on to America and Canada, After that The ITalian brother and then China. We will figur out who she will be staying with after China. Youll get a telagram or letter."<br /><br />You frowned. Dr.Devson was acting like he planed this for years. It was no surpise for you though. He once told you of his plan for your prom. Since you were still in highschool. He had big ideas going. Even if he was a wack job who like to exsparament on you, he could be vary kind. But you wouldnt tell him that because he did more exsparamenting then kindness.<br /><br />AS the meeting went on you ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Sorry for not wright in a while my co puter broke down and my other one has slow acsess. So here it is PRussia and Germany. Sorry for the bad spelling sp check isnt working. But ny way post and tell me what you think~! ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Test</title>
                <link>http://dameodessa.deviantart.com/art/Test-157568969</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2010 12:17:48 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Test</media:title>
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        <media:copyright url="http://dameodessa.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 *DameOdessa</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ So this is the continuation of my story about Liz, And&#277;l and more characters to come. This chapter is not really interesting I know but, to some extent, this is just a transition with what is going to come after.<br /><br />1st chapter: <a href="http://dameodessa.deviantart.com/art/Undercover-133842025">Undercover</a> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ It was almost 6.00 a.m. when my mobile rang. "Wanna sleep&#133; Wanna sleep&#133;" That was all I had in mind after this night. Which silly mess was I put in by the FBI? Fuck them all!<br />Another shrill cacophony usually called a ringing was definitely the worst way to begin this day.<br />-Yeah?<br />-Still in bed, Sissi?<br />-Oh, Rick, please, shut up!<br />-'kay, but Logan wants to see you now. He has a job for you.<br />-It's my day off.<br />-Very funny. Turn up!<br />"A job"&#133; With his alliance with the Organizatsiya, I was betting the impending jobs wouldn't be only pleasure. Trouble of being undercover. And not the lesser one&#133;<br />    &# ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2010/078/d/b/Test_by_DameOdessa.jpg" height="371" width="300"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2010/078/d/b/Test_by_DameOdessa.jpg" height="150" width="121"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ So this is the continuation of my story about Liz, And&#277;l and more characters to come. This chapter is not really interesting I know but, to some extent, this is just a transition with what is going to come after.<br /><br />1st chapter: <a href="http://dameodessa.deviantart.com/art/Undercover-133842025">Undercover</a><br /><div><img src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2010/078/d/b/Test_by_DameOdessa.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Erik and Christine - Manhattan, NY</title>
                <link>http://xelia-matrix-jones.deviantart.com/art/Erik-and-Christine-Manhattan-NY-283863463</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Feb 2012 18:01:56 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Erik and Christine - Manhattan, NY</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Flash Fiction &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/flashfic</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Xelia-Matrix-Jones</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://xelia-matrix-jones.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 ~Xelia-Matrix-Jones</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ FINALLY, SOME MORE ERIK AND CHRISTINE!<br />Okay, so..<br />haha you gotta read to find out!<br /><br />I've been really busy lately, with my school musical coming up this weekend!<br />But I type these on my iPod touch.<br />Enjoy! Suggestions for plots are welcome! ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Manhattan, New York, was like a dream for Erik come true. The streets, as dirty as some of them were, showed the daily bustle of the city crowd. No one had yet noticed the half white mask on Erik's face. No one asked, no one stared. The city welcomed Erik in with their American food and entertainment. Especially because Erik's new job was right near their new home.<br />Christine was still iffy on the idea of coming to America, but surviving on a ship for three to four days while pregnant was a horrible experience on its own. Morning sickness did not mix with sea sickness, unless you where trying to heavily throw up. But the second she stepped of ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ FINALLY, SOME MORE ERIK AND CHRISTINE!<br />Okay, so..<br />haha you gotta read to find out!<br /><br />I've been really busy lately, with my school musical coming up this weekend!<br />But I type these on my iPod touch.<br />Enjoy! Suggestions for plots are welcome! ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Blimp Gas: Will it Fly in NY?
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                <link>http://throwaway261.deviantart.com/art/Blimp-Gas-Will-it-Fly-in-NY-369507442</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 May 2013 18:30:10 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Blimp Gas: Will it Fly in NY?
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                        <media:rating>adult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Flash Fiction &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/fiction/fantasy/flashfic</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">throwaway261</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://throwaway261.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~throwaway261</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ As read and approved by ~<a class="u" href="http://heliumgirl77.deviantart.com">heliumgirl77</a> <a target="_self" href="http://heliumgirl77.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/e/heliumgirl77.gif" alt=":iconheliumgirl77:" title="heliumgirl77" /></a>.<br /><br />This is in the same vein as <acronym title="Engineers and floating drinks!"><a href="http://fav.me/d5vk0dc">Balloon Juice Co. Design Doc</a></acronym>, and not just because I'm building off of someone else's far-better-than-mine work. If there was a world in which our fantasy was commonplace, what would be different? How would inflation fit in? How would art change? Politics? Business? Manufacturing? News? What would a normal life look like in such a world?<br /><br />This builds off an excellent dialog of HeliumGirl's called <acronym title="You know you want to read it."><a href="http://fav.me/d5ywssk">The Support Group</a></acronym>. The concept of a sexually transmitted disease that could cause inflation and flotation just grabbed my imagination and refused to let go. I just had to write something set in that world. At first, I wanted to create a dialog between two TETHER members trying to plan a chapter retreat around their unique condition, but then I noticed all sorts of interesting things happening in Colorado and Washington state. A brief mention of a drug whose misuse was the source of the narrator's infection soon became the focus of a new story.<br /><br />Enjoy! ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Blimp Gas: Will it Fly in NY?<br />April 30, 2013<br /><br />Oliver Jasper<br />The Associated Press<br /><br />Debate continues in the New York Senate, as lawmakers and experts make their case on the merits or dangers of decriminalizing pentahelifil, or blimp gas.<br /><br />Protesters filled the street outside the capitol building on Monday, chanting and waving signs, as police maintained a barricade in front of the building doors.  Most of the protesters present were in full support of decriminalization, and despite police presence, some of the demonstrators partook in blimp gas in full view of the public.<br /><br />"We Don't Ban Fast Food"<br /><br />"The government can't regulate what isn't harm ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ As read and approved by ~<a class="u" href="http://heliumgirl77.deviantart.com">heliumgirl77</a> <a target="_self" href="http://heliumgirl77.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/e/heliumgirl77.gif" alt=":iconheliumgirl77:" title="heliumgirl77" /></a>.<br /><br />This is in the same vein as <acronym title="Engineers and floating drinks!"><a href="http://fav.me/d5vk0dc">Balloon Juice Co. Design Doc</a></acronym>, and not just because I'm building off of someone else's far-better-than-mine work. If there was a world in which our fantasy was commonplace, what would be different? How would inflation fit in? How would art change? Politics? Business? Manufacturing? News? What would a normal life look like in such a world?<br /><br />This builds off an excellent dialog of HeliumGirl's called <acronym title="You know you want to read it."><a href="http://fav.me/d5ywssk">The Support Group</a></acronym>. The concept of a sexually transmitted disease that could cause inflation and flotation just grabbed my imagination and refused to let go. I just had to write something set in that world. At first, I wanted to create a dialog between two TETHER members trying to plan a chapter retreat around their unique condition, but then I noticed all sorts of interesting things happening in Colorado and Washington state. A brief mention of a drug whose misuse was the source of the narrator's infection soon became the focus of a new story.<br /><br />Enjoy! ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Let It Be - 24</title>
                <link>http://hunterjumper1225.deviantart.com/art/Let-It-Be-24-201661094</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 20 Mar 2011 09:15:09 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Let It Be - 24</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Introductions &amp; Chapters">literature/prose/fiction/romantic/tawdry/intros</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">hunterjumper1225</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/u/hunterjumper1225.jpg?1</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://hunterjumper1225.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 !hunterjumper1225</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ It's a filler=why it's so short! But I had to stick this in b4 the next chapter!<br />I don't own the Beatles nor Brian nor the NY times...<br /><br />Previous:<a href="http://hunterjumper1225.deviantart.com/#/d3btuta">[link]</a><br />Next: Coming Soon!<br /><br />Thanks for reading and comments are appreciated! ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ February 12th, 1964<br /><br />Claire POV:<br /><br />I woke up to the sound of beating on our room's door.  I tried to wiggle out of Paul's arms that were wrapped around me, but he just tightened his grip.<br /><br />"McCartney!" an angry voice behind the door yelled.<br /><br />"Paul!" I said, wriggling more.<br /><br />Paul stirred and slowly opened his eyes.  "Mornin' love," he said.<br /><br />"Paul, there's someone at the door!" I said.<br /><br />"What?" he said, quickly getting out of bed and pulling on a pair of trousers.  He quickly walked to the door and answered it.<br /><br />"McCartney!  What the hell have you been up to lately?" boomed the angry voice.  I quickly slid on the dress that I was wearing last n ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2011/079/1/5/let_it_be___24_by_hunterjumper1225-d3c2ap2.png" height="227" width="300"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2011/079/1/5/let_it_be___24_by_hunterjumper1225-d3c2ap2.png" height="114" width="150"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ It's a filler=why it's so short! But I had to stick this in b4 the next chapter!<br />I don't own the Beatles nor Brian nor the NY times...<br /><br />Previous:<a href="http://hunterjumper1225.deviantart.com/#/d3btuta">[link]</a><br />Next: Coming Soon!<br /><br />Thanks for reading and comments are appreciated!<br /><div><img src="http://th02.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2011/079/1/5/let_it_be___24_by_hunterjumper1225-d3c2ap2.png" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Undercover</title>
                <link>http://dameodessa.deviantart.com/art/Undercover-133842025</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2009 09:46:06 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Undercover</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="General Fiction">literature/prose/fiction/general</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">DameOdessa</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/a/dameodessa.gif?6</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://dameodessa.deviantart.com">Copyright 2009-2013 *DameOdessa</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ EDIT: Finally I changed the end and a part in the middle of the story <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> It sounds better now. I also updated the title, this one fits better the beginning <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br /><br />Just a writing about Liz&#039;s story.<br />This is something I wanted to do since a long time! <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />Sorry for the mistakes and one of the sentences is inspired by "Max Payne" <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Not all the stories begin with &#147;once upon a time&#148;... Not mine anyway...<br />                                                           ***<br />- A cop? Predictable...<br />My hands fastened in my back, two Russians and a Czech hitman as only suitors, I guess I'm the luckiest woman in Miami...<br />- So? What should we do? Call him and wait for his orders? O ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs48/300W/i/2009/230/d/b/The_cost_of_life_by_DameOdessa.jpg" height="371" width="300"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs48/150/i/2009/230/d/b/The_cost_of_life_by_DameOdessa.jpg" height="150" width="121"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ EDIT: Finally I changed the end and a part in the middle of the story <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /> It sounds better now. I also updated the title, this one fits better the beginning <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br /><br />Just a writing about Liz&#039;s story.<br />This is something I wanted to do since a long time! <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />Sorry for the mistakes and one of the sentences is inspired by "Max Payne" <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br /><div><img src="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs48/150/i/2009/230/d/b/The_cost_of_life_by_DameOdessa.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>I Feel Fine Chp. 4</title>
                <link>http://mina-chanz.deviantart.com/art/I-Feel-Fine-Chp-4-217758834</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 10 Jul 2011 17:40:26 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">I Feel Fine Chp. 4</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Introductions &amp; Chapters">literature/prose/fiction/romantic/teen/intros</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Mina-chanz</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://mina-chanz.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~Mina-chanz</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Hope ya all like Chapter 4. As you can see, I made George the silent yet seductive type, Paul the best friend type, John the witty, annoying type, and ringo the sweet type <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/d/dummy.gif" width="21" height="15" alt=":dummy:" title="I am a dummy!"/> ahaha<br /><br />thanks for all feed back <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br /><br /><br />I do not own the beatles or the preview pic no matter how much i wish i did :d haha ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ The next morning, I woke up early in my hotel room, fully rested and refreshed. I did a quick stretch; then got out of my bed. Getting dressed, I grabbed some casual wear from my suitcase. I was wearing a maroon colored, short sleeved shirt. On the shirt was this logo of a designer company. I chose to match it with a pair of black corduroy pants. Very casual. After that, I briefly straightened my hair in the bathroom. I've got to look at least somewhat decent when going down to the lobby to get breakfast.<br /><br />When I reached the lobby, I bought a newspaper that came out today. Guess what the top story was? "New talent along with the Fab Four" aka ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th09.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/i/2011/191/e/4/i_feel_fine_chp__4_by_mina_chanz-d3lnbsi.jpg" height="232" width="300"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/191/e/4/i_feel_fine_chp__4_by_mina_chanz-d3lnbsi.jpg" height="116" width="150"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Hope ya all like Chapter 4. As you can see, I made George the silent yet seductive type, Paul the best friend type, John the witty, annoying type, and ringo the sweet type <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/d/dummy.gif" width="21" height="15" alt=":dummy:" title="I am a dummy!"/> ahaha<br /><br />thanks for all feed back <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)"/><br /><br /><br />I do not own the beatles or the preview pic no matter how much i wish i did :d haha<br /><div><img src="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/191/e/4/i_feel_fine_chp__4_by_mina_chanz-d3lnbsi.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>A Grimreaper's Tale</title>
                <link>http://selene-soulwar.deviantart.com/art/A-Grimreaper-s-Tale-60338304</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jul 2007 04:01:46 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">A Grimreaper's Tale</media:title>
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                <media:category label="Horror">literature/prose/fiction/horror</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">selene-soulwar</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://selene-soulwar.deviantart.com">Copyright 2007-2013 ~selene-soulwar</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ I was sketching, and for some weird reason drew a female Grimreaper (don&#039;t ask me why...) <br />
And then I suddenly had an idea - and there you go <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
It&#039;s a bit weird, but I like it xD<br />
Ny reviews, bad or good, really appreciated.<br />
xD ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ A bitter wind swept through the air, picking up the last of the withered autumn leaves and scattering them across the bleak forest. <br />The dark, bare barks of the trees stood up sharply against the misty air. Their thin skeletal branches, stripped of their leaves long ago, swayed in the cruel wind, whispering dark secrets in low, scratchy tones.<br />A dark figure observed all this nonchalantly. <br />A tiny leaf landed on her satin-clad shoulder. She plucked it off.<br />&#147;Summer ends soon, doesn&#146;t it? Too soon. Your life is so fleeting.&#148; Her long white fingers suddenly clenched as she crushed the fragile plant viciously into fine dust.<br />He ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ I was sketching, and for some weird reason drew a female Grimreaper (don&#039;t ask me why...) <br />
And then I suddenly had an idea - and there you go <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
It&#039;s a bit weird, but I like it xD<br />
Ny reviews, bad or good, really appreciated.<br />
xD ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Sin-ny</title>
                <link>http://librarypoliceman.deviantart.com/art/Sin-ny-171178937</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jul 2010 12:16:08 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Sin-ny</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Free Verse">literature/poetry/humanity/open</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">LibraryPoliceman</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://librarypoliceman.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~LibraryPoliceman</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ ~ ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Once, we lit a rat on fire<br />and watched it run a course<br />(a maze all made miniature), <br />it screamed like a minstrel<br />with one vocal cord frayed,<br />and I kind of felt bad,<br />at the destruction we caused,<br />because it took a long time<br />to build the little maze ]]></media:text>            
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                <title>Tystnaden</title>
                <link>http://trulysilentlie.deviantart.com/art/Tystnaden-157386932</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 15 Mar 2010 15:50:53 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Tystnaden</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Short Stories">literature/prose/fiction/mystery/shortstory</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">TrulySilentLie</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://trulysilentlie.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~TrulySilentLie</media:copyright>             <creativeCommons:license>http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/</creativeCommons:license>
                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ En liten svensk text om Sverige. Mycket n&#246;je.<br /><br />T&#228;vlingsbidrag till Kingdom of Sweden i deras f&#246;rsta t&#228;vling (om den hinner vara med)<br /><br />Edit1: R&#228;ttat lite sm&#229;fel, som stavning. Kommer kanske f&#246;rs&#246;ka se till n&#229;gon dag s&#229; att den &#228;r mer grammatiskt korrekt ocks&#229;, eller s&#229; skriver jag en ny helt enkelt.<br /><br />Edit2: Wow. Kan verkligen inte s&#228;ga mer. Eller jo det kan jag.<br />Tack allihopa s&#229; j&#228;ttemycket. Trodde verkligen inte att den h&#228;r skulle vinna. Har nu l&#228;st s&#229; m&#229;nga fina ord om texten, och jag m&#229;ste bara s&#228;ga, tack f&#246;r allt st&#246;d, ni &#228;r alla s&#229; j&#228;ttesn&#228;lla. N&#229;gon bad mig skriva en glad text om Sverige, s&#229; jag har nu lovat att skriva en till text om Sverige f&#246;r mig, d&#228;r jag skriver om det bra.<br />Och &#228;n en g&#229;ng, tack s&#229; hemskt mycket. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Tystnad<br /><br />Kan det bli mer svenskt?<br /><br />En man sitter i bussen. Ensam. Det är tomt på platsen bredvid honom. Alla andra platser är tagna. Om det inte vore för att man vore så lat och bekväm av sig så skulle man stå. Men man sätter sig ner, bredvid mannen i fråga. Och där sitter man, två människor, på en resa någonstans  i Sverige. Och inte ett enda ord utbytes emellan dem.<br /><br />Men det är väl okej? Jag menar, varför ska man prata med andra?<br /><br />Men i andra länder, som USA, så är man mycket mer social. Där, om det är så att en  ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ En liten svensk text om Sverige. Mycket n&#246;je.<br /><br />T&#228;vlingsbidrag till Kingdom of Sweden i deras f&#246;rsta t&#228;vling (om den hinner vara med)<br /><br />Edit1: R&#228;ttat lite sm&#229;fel, som stavning. Kommer kanske f&#246;rs&#246;ka se till n&#229;gon dag s&#229; att den &#228;r mer grammatiskt korrekt ocks&#229;, eller s&#229; skriver jag en ny helt enkelt.<br /><br />Edit2: Wow. Kan verkligen inte s&#228;ga mer. Eller jo det kan jag.<br />Tack allihopa s&#229; j&#228;ttemycket. Trodde verkligen inte att den h&#228;r skulle vinna. Har nu l&#228;st s&#229; m&#229;nga fina ord om texten, och jag m&#229;ste bara s&#228;ga, tack f&#246;r allt st&#246;d, ni &#228;r alla s&#229; j&#228;ttesn&#228;lla. N&#229;gon bad mig skriva en glad text om Sverige, s&#229; jag har nu lovat att skriva en till text om Sverige f&#246;r mig, d&#228;r jag skriver om det bra.<br />Och &#228;n en g&#229;ng, tack s&#229; hemskt mycket. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Glitter</title>
                <link>http://cibbwin.deviantart.com/art/Glitter-78801528</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 01 Mar 2008 02:31:16 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Glitter</media:title>
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                <media:category label="Open">literature/poetry/philosophical/open</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Cibbwin</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://cibbwin.deviantart.com">Copyright 2008-2013 *Cibbwin</media:copyright>             <creativeCommons:license>http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/</creativeCommons:license>
                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ I like glitter. It's pretty and it's fun and I've always wanted to write about it.<br /><br />The idea and the time of this lyric is rather old, but the story only now came to mind.<br /><br />I think this is a commentary on taking responsibility and being aware of how one affects others. It's also about the escape that dancing and clubbing offers to people.<br /><br />The 'forty years ago' line is a tiny reference to the Stonewall riots of 1969, which was a raid on Stonewall Inn, a gay club in NY that was raided by police. It was the straw on the camel's back for the Gay Rights movement.<br /><br />Also, an obvious reference to Ecstacy.<br /><br />Anyway... I keep wanting to work in something else. Something about discomfort; about me. But I don't see this prose as about me, in a sense. So out it goes.<br /><br />P.S.: This is probably influenced in part by the Scissor Sisters. I was listening to their first album when this came to mind.<br /><br />Note: Also posted at <a href="http://dapride.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src=http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/a/dapride.gif?1 alt=":icondapride:" title="dapride"/></a> HERE: <a href="http://dapride.deviantart.com/art/Glitter-E-Cibbwin-83862701">[link]</a> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ glitter<br />everywhere<br />and not a moment to spare<br />not a moment too soon<br /><br />falls like rain<br />when we enter<br />fills our mouths<br />when we smile<br />swim agape<br />in waves of sparkle<br /><br />bass like a beast<br />shakes the heart<br />mindless haze<br />manufactured fog<br /><br />glitter everywhere<br />not a moment too soon<br /><br />bodies too close<br />shared sweat<br />forty years ago<br />worry in the air<br />makes many angry<br />but not now<br />priviledged nights<br />only emotion allowed:<br /><br />E C S T A C Y<br /><br />bass like a beast<br />shakes the heart<br />mindless haze<br />manufactured fog<br /><br />glitter everywhere<br />not a moment to spare<br /><br />glitter everywhere<br />not a moment to spare<br /><br />no, not a moment to spare<br />not an emotion to share<br />but  ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ I like glitter. It's pretty and it's fun and I've always wanted to write about it.<br /><br />The idea and the time of this lyric is rather old, but the story only now came to mind.<br /><br />I think this is a commentary on taking responsibility and being aware of how one affects others. It's also about the escape that dancing and clubbing offers to people.<br /><br />The 'forty years ago' line is a tiny reference to the Stonewall riots of 1969, which was a raid on Stonewall Inn, a gay club in NY that was raided by police. It was the straw on the camel's back for the Gay Rights movement.<br /><br />Also, an obvious reference to Ecstacy.<br /><br />Anyway... I keep wanting to work in something else. Something about discomfort; about me. But I don't see this prose as about me, in a sense. So out it goes.<br /><br />P.S.: This is probably influenced in part by the Scissor Sisters. I was listening to their first album when this came to mind.<br /><br />Note: Also posted at <a href="http://dapride.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src=http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/a/dapride.gif?1 alt=":icondapride:" title="dapride"/></a> HERE: <a href="http://dapride.deviantart.com/art/Glitter-E-Cibbwin-83862701">[link]</a> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>About A Plane Crash</title>
                <link>http://lostlightxxx.deviantart.com/art/About-A-Plane-Crash-186512064</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 17 Nov 2010 11:48:20 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">About A Plane Crash</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Free Verse">literature/poetry/emotional/freeverse</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">lostlightxxx</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://lostlightxxx.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 *lostlightxxx</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ wrote this in my phone while going back to ny ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Black velvet sky dotted <br />with a million of shiver specks.<br /><br />My scattered reflection<br />drawn unto frosted intensely cold glass.<br /><br />Sad violins sing <br />in my ear .<br /><br />The red lights blink like <br />club lights.<br /><br />But to me <br />It's just like the ambulance<br />racing death.<br /><br />My smile is just a line<br />across my many faces.<br /><br />I sat there, <br />Cold.<br /><br />Until I struck the glass<br /><br />The bones broke instantly<br /><br />The sharpened ends cut the main vein<br /><br />It's time for the bleeding .<br /><br />silence burns the walls<br /><br />Everybody knows, <br />Everybody knows where I'm going .  ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2010/321/9/b/about_a_plane_crash_by_lostlightxxx-d331lmo.jpg" height="400" width="300"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2010/321/9/b/about_a_plane_crash_by_lostlightxxx-d331lmo.jpg" height="150" width="113"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ wrote this in my phone while going back to ny<br /><div><img src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2010/321/9/b/about_a_plane_crash_by_lostlightxxx-d331lmo.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>SF: Chapter One, Rooftops</title>
                <link>http://ornithia.deviantart.com/art/SF-Chapter-One-Rooftops-75974453</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 19:24:38 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">SF: Chapter One, Rooftops</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Short Stories">literature/prose/fiction/general/shortstory</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">ornithia</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://ornithia.deviantart.com">Copyright 2008-2013 ~ornithia</media:copyright>             <creativeCommons:license>http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/</creativeCommons:license>
                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ WELL i finally got another chapter out XD;;<br /><br />D: this one took a while; it was kinda hard incorporating itachi&#039;s story into the whole thing, since it seems to kinda go off track a bit, but trust me, there&#039;s a reason for that story C: (no, it&#039;s not an obvious reason either; ur gonna have to wait till i get to it XD)<br /><br /><u>vocab:</u><br /><br /><i>geisha</i>: a japanese entertainer/work of art - NOT to be confused with an prostitute, who was known as an oiran<br /><br /><i>maiko</i>: an geisha apprentice<br /><br /><i>okiya</i>: a geisha house<br /><br /><i>danna</i>: husband, master, and/or male financial partner of a working geisha<br /><br /><i>anything else</i>: C: comment if confused and i&#039;ll explain ^^<br /><br />i love them as whiny children XDD - D: and deidara&#039;s random questions were fun to write Cx<br /><br />and the pigeon - that was actually based on something i did myself when i lived in ny XD; there was this brown and white pigeon that lived outside our building, and you could always tell her apart from the other pigeons because of her feathers, and i named her ginger and i used to sneak a cracker to her everyday when i left for the school bus stop ^^ - D: i miss her *hopes a cat didn&#039;t eat her or a bus ran over her*<br /><br />if anyone&#039;s watched the movie &#039;<b>A Little Princess</b>&#039;, you know it&#039;s about a (was it  english or american? (brit i think ._.)) girl that comes to live in england/america from india after her father is drafted into a war, and while she&#039;s living in a girls home, she tells the other girls stories from india, usually involving the infamous pairing vishna and radha from indian mythology. itachi&#039;s <i>kinda</i> doing that, except, his story is more tragic D: xD;<br /><br />and speaking of which, deidara u bastard, DX I LOSE! *shot by those playing the Game*<br /><br />C: if anyone can list an example of all 5 allusions i put in the ownership section below, you get a cookie : D! D: they must be correct though XD;<br /><br />~Characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto<br />~"Gabriel" belongs to me and is based on Ginger<br />~Allusions to Teen Titans, Romeo and Juliet, The Game, A Little Princess, and J.K. Rowling, who belong to their rightful owners ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ It was one of these days that the child, who was better known as Deidara, was excited about something other than learning a new way to mold the iron in the metal shop. It seemed as though nothing could possibly erase this goal from the young boy's mind, as the time he usually spent on his studies and helping the blacksmith was put into finishing his task as fast as possible. Not even noon, and by now Deidara had finished all his chores and completed his regular deliveries to the shop's clients, eagerly and with a fresh spring in his step. Today, his friend would be coming over, the boy's parents finally consenting, and they were to spend the  ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs23/300W/i/2008/029/e/a/SF__Chapter_One__Rooftops_by_ornithia.jpg" height="230" width="300"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs23/150/i/2008/029/e/a/SF__Chapter_One__Rooftops_by_ornithia.jpg" height="115" width="150"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ WELL i finally got another chapter out XD;;<br /><br />D: this one took a while; it was kinda hard incorporating itachi&#039;s story into the whole thing, since it seems to kinda go off track a bit, but trust me, there&#039;s a reason for that story C: (no, it&#039;s not an obvious reason either; ur gonna have to wait till i get to it XD)<br /><br /><u>vocab:</u><br /><br /><i>geisha</i>: a japanese entertainer/work of art - NOT to be confused with an prostitute, who was known as an oiran<br /><br /><i>maiko</i>: an geisha apprentice<br /><br /><i>okiya</i>: a geisha house<br /><br /><i>danna</i>: husband, master, and/or male financial partner of a working geisha<br /><br /><i>anything else</i>: C: comment if confused and i&#039;ll explain ^^<br /><br />i love them as whiny children XDD - D: and deidara&#039;s random questions were fun to write Cx<br /><br />and the pigeon - that was actually based on something i did myself when i lived in ny XD; there was this brown and white pigeon that lived outside our building, and you could always tell her apart from the other pigeons because of her feathers, and i named her ginger and i used to sneak a cracker to her everyday when i left for the school bus stop ^^ - D: i miss her *hopes a cat didn&#039;t eat her or a bus ran over her*<br /><br />if anyone&#039;s watched the movie &#039;<b>A Little Princess</b>&#039;, you know it&#039;s about a (was it  english or american? (brit i think ._.)) girl that comes to live in england/america from india after her father is drafted into a war, and while she&#039;s living in a girls home, she tells the other girls stories from india, usually involving the infamous pairing vishna and radha from indian mythology. itachi&#039;s <i>kinda</i> doing that, except, his story is more tragic D: xD;<br /><br />and speaking of which, deidara u bastard, DX I LOSE! *shot by those playing the Game*<br /><br />C: if anyone can list an example of all 5 allusions i put in the ownership section below, you get a cookie : D! D: they must be correct though XD;<br /><br />~Characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto<br />~"Gabriel" belongs to me and is based on Ginger<br />~Allusions to Teen Titans, Romeo and Juliet, The Game, A Little Princess, and J.K. Rowling, who belong to their rightful owners<br /><div><img src="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs23/150/i/2008/029/e/a/SF__Chapter_One__Rooftops_by_ornithia.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>TDINY 10: Sex And Candy</title>
                <link>http://kgman.deviantart.com/art/TDINY-10-Sex-And-Candy-136667980</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 11 Sep 2009 11:18:16 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">TDINY 10: Sex And Candy</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Humor">literature/prose/fiction/humor</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">kgman</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://kgman.deviantart.com">Copyright 2009-2013 ~kgman</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ The tenth episode. <br /><br />A little bit longer than the previous two to three ones, but funny one. I would like some comments on this one...it would be good. <br /><br />It's a Duncan and Courtney episode...and I guess the title tells you everything. <br /><br />Next episode I'll try to make Geoff and Bridgette episode. Maybe if I get encouraged or get a good idea...a Cody Gwen episode. Maybe.<br /><br />The title comes from the Marcy Playground song "Sex And Candy". ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ New York City, Manhattan, Midtown High School Cafeteria. Wednesday 2nd of September, 1992. Lunch Time (a.k.a. 12 PM). <br />There they sat. There they were. The entire gang sitting down in the school cafeteria, together as friends and couples once again for the first time since the whole Joanie affair was done and summer ended.<br />&#147;Well...I&#146;m glad we&#146;re all friends again.&#148; Gwen said. &#147;But I can&#146;t help being pissed that the summer&#146;s over.&#148; <br />&#147;Yeah...but at least everything is settled with our world.&#148; Said Bridgette, putting her arm around Geoff&#146;s shoulder. &#147;No problems with us at all.&#148; ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ The tenth episode. <br /><br />A little bit longer than the previous two to three ones, but funny one. I would like some comments on this one...it would be good. <br /><br />It's a Duncan and Courtney episode...and I guess the title tells you everything. <br /><br />Next episode I'll try to make Geoff and Bridgette episode. Maybe if I get encouraged or get a good idea...a Cody Gwen episode. Maybe.<br /><br />The title comes from the Marcy Playground song "Sex And Candy". ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>The Beatles Quiz</title>
                <link>http://akasunanoamanda.deviantart.com/art/The-Beatles-Quiz-182242489</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 10 Oct 2010 17:25:07 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">The Beatles Quiz</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Short Stories">literature/prose/fiction/general/shortstory</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">AkasunaNoAmanda</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://akasunanoamanda.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~AkasunaNoAmanda</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <b>{EDIT} Part 2 is up! <a href="http://akasunanoamanda.deviantart.com/#/d35qso4">[link]</a></b><br /><br /><br /><small> Yep, a quiz!<br /><br />I made this for my amazing cousin, Luke, who made me a quiz, so I made him one back! (he's 13 and lives in NY)<br /><br />Have fun, try and answer everything, and good luck!!!<br /><br />Yes, I will be sending you back a reply with the answers wrong- don't get offended! <a href="http://sweatdropplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/w/sweatdropplz.gif?1" alt=":iconsweatdropplz:" title="sweatdropplz"/></a><br /><br />{EDIT} First person to get a 100 on their first try gets a story from me! GOGH GOGH GOGH!<br />{DOUBLE EDIT} Congratz, <a href="http://nodding.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/n/o/nodding.gif?2" alt=":iconnodding:" title="Nodding"/></a> she won! But, you can still do the quiz. I'm hiding her answers. <a href="http://akasunanoamanda.deviantart.com/art/Comfort-John-and-Paul-186547443">[link]</a> &lt;-- Her prize.<br /><a href="http://beatlesplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/b/e/beatlesplz.gif" alt=":iconbeatlesplz:" title="BeatlesPlz"/></a> (c) Themselves<br />This quiz (c) <a href="http://akasunanoamanda.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/k/akasunanoamanda.png?11" alt=":iconakasunanoamanda:" title="AkasunaNoAmanda"/></a><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/t/target.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":target:" title="Target"/> DO NOT USE THIS WITHOUT MY PERMISSION! k thnxs.<br /><br />{EDIT} Congrats to ~<a class="u" href="http://babbelingholbrook.deviantart.com/">babbelingholbrook</a>, they're the second deviant to score a 100 on this quiz! YAY!</small> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ 1.  What Beatle does not have a middle name?<br /><br />2.  Name the 5th Beatle.<br /><br />3.  What is George Harrison's favorite color?<br />       A.Purple  B. Red   C. Yellow   D. Blue<br /><br />4. Give me a "Paul Is Dead" clue!<br /><br />5. True or False: Ringo played drums on "Back In The USSR"<br /><br />6. Which Beatle married first?<br />       A. George   B. John   C. Paul   D. Ringo<br /><br />7. Which one married last?<br /><br />8. First one divorced?<br /><br />9. Which Beatle has had the most wives?<br /><br />10. Enough about romance&#133; ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/283/6/7/the_beatles_quiz_by_akasunanoamanda-d30i37d.jpg" height="201" width="251"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2010/283/6/7/the_beatles_quiz_by_akasunanoamanda-d30i37d.jpg" height="120" width="150"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <b>{EDIT} Part 2 is up! <a href="http://akasunanoamanda.deviantart.com/#/d35qso4">[link]</a></b><br /><br /><br /><small> Yep, a quiz!<br /><br />I made this for my amazing cousin, Luke, who made me a quiz, so I made him one back! (he's 13 and lives in NY)<br /><br />Have fun, try and answer everything, and good luck!!!<br /><br />Yes, I will be sending you back a reply with the answers wrong- don't get offended! <a href="http://sweatdropplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/w/sweatdropplz.gif?1" alt=":iconsweatdropplz:" title="sweatdropplz"/></a><br /><br />{EDIT} First person to get a 100 on their first try gets a story from me! GOGH GOGH GOGH!<br />{DOUBLE EDIT} Congratz, <a href="http://nodding.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/n/o/nodding.gif?2" alt=":iconnodding:" title="Nodding"/></a> she won! But, you can still do the quiz. I'm hiding her answers. <a href="http://akasunanoamanda.deviantart.com/art/Comfort-John-and-Paul-186547443">[link]</a> &lt;-- Her prize.<br /><a href="http://beatlesplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/b/e/beatlesplz.gif" alt=":iconbeatlesplz:" title="BeatlesPlz"/></a> (c) Themselves<br />This quiz (c) <a href="http://akasunanoamanda.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/k/akasunanoamanda.png?11" alt=":iconakasunanoamanda:" title="AkasunaNoAmanda"/></a><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/t/target.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":target:" title="Target"/> DO NOT USE THIS WITHOUT MY PERMISSION! k thnxs.<br /><br />{EDIT} Congrats to ~<a class="u" href="http://babbelingholbrook.deviantart.com/">babbelingholbrook</a>, they're the second deviant to score a 100 on this quiz! YAY!</small><br /><div><img src="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2010/283/6/7/the_beatles_quiz_by_akasunanoamanda-d30i37d.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Missing You</title>
                <link>http://cherymiste.deviantart.com/art/Missing-You-252764328</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 14 Aug 2011 04:45:30 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Missing You</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Free Verse">literature/poetry/romantic/teen/open</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">CheryMiste</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/c/h/cherymiste.jpg?11</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://cherymiste.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~CheryMiste</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ ...He leaves today, the 22nd of August. He told me he'll be back in winter and maybe he'll come down for Thanksgiving if he raises enough money. He told me to enjoy everything there is while he's up in NY. So I will. And you know what? It's a lot easier than I thought it would be. Because I will have my amazing friends at school and outside of school to bring me up when I'm down and I will have God to help me through it all, too. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/><br /><a href="http://donotuseplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/o/donotuseplz.gif?2" alt=":icondonotuseplz:" title="DoNotUsePlz"/></a><a href="http://myartplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/y/myartplz.gif?2" alt=":iconmyartplz:" title="MyArtPlz"/></a><br />Delcatty <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/p/pointr.gif" width="11" height="10" alt=":pointr:" title="Point Right"/> <a href="http://delcattyplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/e/delcattyplz.gif?1" alt=":icondelcattyplz:" title="Delcattyplz"/></a>, with the permission of ~<a class="u" href="http://shargerman.deviantart.com/">SharGerman</a> says: If you steal, you will regret it! ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ I miss your hair.<br />I miss your eyes.<br />I miss your smile.<br />I miss your laugh.<br />I miss your walk.<br /><br />I miss the way your lips gently met mine to comfort me when I was sad or worried.<br /><br />I miss when you kissed my neck to make me laugh; I was virtually ticklish everywhere, so I laughed endlessly with you.<br /><br />I miss your arms; the way they wrapped around me and pulled me into your warm embrace when I needed someone to care.<br /><br />I miss the way you used to make fun of the people in movies, and I would tickle you as your punishment.<br /><br />I miss the way you held me when I cried.<br /><br />I miss the long talks we used to have on the phone.<br /><br />I miss the promises you made to  ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/i/2011/226/2/9/missing_you_by_shargerman-d46hm7c.jpg" height="225" width="300"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2011/226/2/9/missing_you_by_shargerman-d46hm7c.jpg" height="113" width="150"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ ...He leaves today, the 22nd of August. He told me he'll be back in winter and maybe he'll come down for Thanksgiving if he raises enough money. He told me to enjoy everything there is while he's up in NY. So I will. And you know what? It's a lot easier than I thought it would be. Because I will have my amazing friends at school and outside of school to bring me up when I'm down and I will have God to help me through it all, too. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)"/><br /><a href="http://donotuseplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/o/donotuseplz.gif?2" alt=":icondonotuseplz:" title="DoNotUsePlz"/></a><a href="http://myartplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/m/y/myartplz.gif?2" alt=":iconmyartplz:" title="MyArtPlz"/></a><br />Delcatty <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/p/pointr.gif" width="11" height="10" alt=":pointr:" title="Point Right"/> <a href="http://delcattyplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/e/delcattyplz.gif?1" alt=":icondelcattyplz:" title="Delcattyplz"/></a>, with the permission of ~<a class="u" href="http://shargerman.deviantart.com/">SharGerman</a> says: If you steal, you will regret it!<br /><div><img src="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs70/150/i/2011/226/2/9/missing_you_by_shargerman-d46hm7c.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Umbrellaheads</title>
                <link>http://sepulchral-roses.deviantart.com/art/Umbrellaheads-335356472</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2012 14:40:45 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Umbrellaheads</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Emotional">literature/prose/nonfiction/emotional</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Sepulchral-Roses</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/e/sepulchral-roses.jpg?6</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://sepulchral-roses.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 ~Sepulchral-Roses</media:copyright>
            <media:community>
                <media:tags>@sepulchralroses</media:tags>
            </media:community>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ We live in a city turned upside down and inside out. My heart goes to all those affected in New York City, but also to the greater northeast and those in the Caribbean. We mustn't forget them; just because this happens often somewhere doesn't make it any less terrifying or painful. Here in New York, we were relatively unhurt as compared to the utter devastation in other areas. That being said, our task is still daunting. Those without power, without heat, without communication, without homes, and without family...we must reach out. We live in their world too. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ We live in a city of smokestacks and umbrellaheads. A city split in two and turned upside down. A city dazed and unsteady on sixteen million feet, six feet under and darker than that. We live in a city that slept for the first time in nearly a century.<br /><br />A city of people confused and bemused and infused with "what can I what shall I what must I do now?" It's a city that's hurting and breathing and fishing and wishing and laughing and living and waiting to wake up.<br /><br />We live in a state of huddling and listening. Watching as the resilient basketball hoop in the driveway snaps in two as the trees behind dance in an insane tango, a physically impro ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ We live in a city turned upside down and inside out. My heart goes to all those affected in New York City, but also to the greater northeast and those in the Caribbean. We mustn't forget them; just because this happens often somewhere doesn't make it any less terrifying or painful. Here in New York, we were relatively unhurt as compared to the utter devastation in other areas. That being said, our task is still daunting. Those without power, without heat, without communication, without homes, and without family...we must reach out. We live in their world too. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>How it Should've Ended</title>
                <link>http://ashes-and-snowflakes.deviantart.com/art/How-it-Should-ve-Ended-310236282</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 23 Jun 2012 14:35:38 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">How it Should've Ended</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>adult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Introductions &amp; Chapters">literature/prose/fiction/transgressive/intros</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Ashes-and-Snowflakes</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/s/ashes-and-snowflakes.jpg?3</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://ashes-and-snowflakes.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 ~Ashes-and-Snowflakes</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart"/><br /><small> <small><br />--Will be editted--</small></small> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[      This isn't how it was supposed to happen. I know that. Johnny knows that.<br />     We were supposed to grow up together, Lacey and me. Maybe she would get pregnant after her menstrual cycle started and Dad would get caught. Then he'd go to prison, and we could live together in peace. Be happy.<br />     With our father's child to take care of.<br />     It wouldn't have been perfect, no, but who can ever really expect endings like that? Not in this situation.<br />     It was never supposed to be like  this  though. She dying in  ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart"/><br /><small> <small><br />--Will be editted--</small></small> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>I Miss NY</title>
                <link>http://showna.deviantart.com/art/I-Miss-NY-63331328</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 26 Aug 2007 11:58:12 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">I Miss NY</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Visual &amp; Found Poetry">literature/poetry/general/artpoetry</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">showna</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://showna.deviantart.com">Copyright 2007-2013 `showna</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ I miss New York.  And I can&#039;t wait to go back.<br />
<br />
(If you didn&#039;t figure it out, all the photos are from New York)<br />
<br />
Heart-Shape by the wonderful <a href="http://d2m.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/2/d2m.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":icond2m:" title="d2m"/></a> ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th01.deviantart.net/fs19/150/i/2007/238/8/3/I_Miss_NY_by_showna.jpg" height="150" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs19/300W/i/2007/238/8/3/I_Miss_NY_by_showna.jpg" height="300" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs19/i/2007/238/8/3/I_Miss_NY_by_showna.jpg" height="800" width="800" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ I miss New York.  And I can&#039;t wait to go back.<br />
<br />
(If you didn&#039;t figure it out, all the photos are from New York)<br />
<br />
Heart-Shape by the wonderful <a href="http://d2m.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/2/d2m.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":icond2m:" title="d2m"/></a><br /><div><img src="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs19/300W/i/2007/238/8/3/I_Miss_NY_by_showna.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>New York, Oh New York-Part 1</title>
                <link>http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-1-194681639</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2011 19:22:44 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">New York, Oh New York-Part 1</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>adult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Introductions &amp; Chapters">literature/prose/fiction/general/intros</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Ferix79</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://ferix79.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~Ferix79</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Part 1-You are here<br />Part 2a-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-2-195541472">[link]</a> <br />Part 2b-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-2-5-195961947">[link]</a><br />Part 3a-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-3a-198361901">[link]</a><br />Part 3b-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-3b-204942023">[link]</a><br />Part 3c-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-3c-208189647">[link]</a><br /><br />I know this was a very rough read, to say the least, because it was sure difficult to write. The next two parts, though, are not as, uh, graphic and depressing. (This is part 1 of 3, by the way).<br /><br />-The meeting takes place in Atlanta, GA.<br />-I know a few New Jersians, and it's not their accent I find funny, but the fact that they say "Can I have a water?" rather than "a bottle of water" or "a cup of water". <br />-It's part of my headcannon that America actually gave birth to all of his states, hence the family-like terms and allusions. <br />-The 2000 presidential elections in America were a mess because votes from some states had to be recounted several times. Even today the results are still contested by some.<br />-The first plane hit the North Tower at 8:46 AM. The words in italics are a quote from flight attendant Amy Sweeney. She called the American Airlines flight operations center minutes before the crash and was on the phone with them until the plane hit the tower. Basically, those were her last words. <br />-Its part of my headcannon that the nations/states can, on occasion, see through their citizen's eyes, so to speak. That's why NY could hear the flight attendants words(she was a New Yorker) and why, later in the fic, he starts screaming at the people in the towers. <br />-If you search YouTube, you can find the exact live footage of CNN and ABC from that morning.<br />-People trapped in the upper floors of the North tower began jumping before the South tower was even hit. This continued, out of both towers, for over an hour and a half. <br />-The Pentagon, of course, was one of the buildings hit in the attack. Technically, the Pentagon is in Virginia, but that land used to be part of DC, so I feel like he felt it, too. <br />-On the Doctor thing-Its part of my headcannon that each state, along with America, has several doctors that know who the states are and are always ready to care for them in a time of crisis. Since everyone was in Georgia, George's doctor was the easiest to access. Also, Piedmont Hospital is a large hospital in Atlanta.<br />-The gashes on NYs arms are actually part of his cannon set up by his creator. The head injury thing was more my idea, but I wanted to include both. <br />-That last quote was said by the CNN anchor as the North tower collapsed. I've just always liked it, for some reason.<br /><br />A basic timeline of the attacks (all in EST)-<br />8:46-Plane hits the North WTC tower<br />9:03-Plane hits the South WTC tower<br />9:37-Plane hits the Pentagon<br />9:59-South WTC tower collapses<br />10:03-Plane goes down in a field in Pennsylvania<br />10:28-North WTC tower collapses<br /><br />All the states belong to their creators. <br />Maryland belongs to <a target="_self" href="http://kikkun.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/k/i/kikkun.gif?13" alt=":iconkikkun:" title="Kikkun" /></a><br />DC belongs to <a target="_self" href="http://kikkun.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/k/i/kikkun.gif?13" alt=":iconkikkun:" title="Kikkun" /></a> and <a target="_self" href="http://hareno.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/a/hareno.jpg" alt=":iconhareno:" title="hareno" /></a><br />Maryland design-<a href="http://kikkun.deviantart.com/art/Maryland-Tan-125731746">[link]</a><br />DC design-<a href="http://hareno.deviantart.com/art/Nosrep-Notgnihsaw-WIPWIPWIPWIP-131522643">[link]</a><br />NY Design-<a href="http://darkfire75.deviantart.com/art/New-York-profile-121874583">[link]</a><br />NJ Design-<a href="http://darkwulfe.deviantart.com/art/New-Jersey-State-tan-Sheet-132296626">[link]</a><br /><br />Now if you're depressed go stare at this for a few minutes-<a href="http://darkfire75.deviantart.com/art/Mirror-New-York-179035500">[link]</a><br /><br />Also, thank you to <a target="_self" href="http://darkfire75.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/a/darkfire75.png?3" alt=":icondarkfire75:" title="Darkfire75" /></a> for looking this over!<br /><br /><b><u>Remember</u></b> this isn't a place to debate what happened on 9/11 or who's responsible. If you want to talk about that, go somewhere more appropriate.<br /><br />I promise Im not a crazy depressed person. Im just a writer <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/d/dummy.gif" width="21" height="15" alt=":dummy:" title="I am a dummy!"/> <small>Im going to go hide in a corner now</small> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Note-The Maryland in this is not the one currently in STP. In this, MD is a boy named Alexander. Also, Lester is my fake name for DC (Maryland and Virginia's son). <br />WARNING-It's about 9/11. I think that's all the warning you'll need. Settle in, folks, this is gonna be a rough one.<br /><br />-----<br /><br />The meeting was to begin at 8:00 AM. New York was one of the first ones there, of course&#151;he always was&#151;save for the host and the odd state or two that lived nearby to the designated city. When a meeting was held in Rhode Island, for example, Massachusetts and Connecticut were often able to arrive early if they were close to the small state's borde ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Part 1-You are here<br />Part 2a-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-2-195541472">[link]</a> <br />Part 2b-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-2-5-195961947">[link]</a><br />Part 3a-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-3a-198361901">[link]</a><br />Part 3b-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-3b-204942023">[link]</a><br />Part 3c-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-3c-208189647">[link]</a><br /><br />I know this was a very rough read, to say the least, because it was sure difficult to write. The next two parts, though, are not as, uh, graphic and depressing. (This is part 1 of 3, by the way).<br /><br />-The meeting takes place in Atlanta, GA.<br />-I know a few New Jersians, and it's not their accent I find funny, but the fact that they say "Can I have a water?" rather than "a bottle of water" or "a cup of water". <br />-It's part of my headcannon that America actually gave birth to all of his states, hence the family-like terms and allusions. <br />-The 2000 presidential elections in America were a mess because votes from some states had to be recounted several times. Even today the results are still contested by some.<br />-The first plane hit the North Tower at 8:46 AM. The words in italics are a quote from flight attendant Amy Sweeney. She called the American Airlines flight operations center minutes before the crash and was on the phone with them until the plane hit the tower. Basically, those were her last words. <br />-Its part of my headcannon that the nations/states can, on occasion, see through their citizen's eyes, so to speak. That's why NY could hear the flight attendants words(she was a New Yorker) and why, later in the fic, he starts screaming at the people in the towers. <br />-If you search YouTube, you can find the exact live footage of CNN and ABC from that morning.<br />-People trapped in the upper floors of the North tower began jumping before the South tower was even hit. This continued, out of both towers, for over an hour and a half. <br />-The Pentagon, of course, was one of the buildings hit in the attack. Technically, the Pentagon is in Virginia, but that land used to be part of DC, so I feel like he felt it, too. <br />-On the Doctor thing-Its part of my headcannon that each state, along with America, has several doctors that know who the states are and are always ready to care for them in a time of crisis. Since everyone was in Georgia, George's doctor was the easiest to access. Also, Piedmont Hospital is a large hospital in Atlanta.<br />-The gashes on NYs arms are actually part of his cannon set up by his creator. The head injury thing was more my idea, but I wanted to include both. <br />-That last quote was said by the CNN anchor as the North tower collapsed. I've just always liked it, for some reason.<br /><br />A basic timeline of the attacks (all in EST)-<br />8:46-Plane hits the North WTC tower<br />9:03-Plane hits the South WTC tower<br />9:37-Plane hits the Pentagon<br />9:59-South WTC tower collapses<br />10:03-Plane goes down in a field in Pennsylvania<br />10:28-North WTC tower collapses<br /><br />All the states belong to their creators. <br />Maryland belongs to <a target="_self" href="http://kikkun.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/k/i/kikkun.gif?13" alt=":iconkikkun:" title="Kikkun" /></a><br />DC belongs to <a target="_self" href="http://kikkun.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/k/i/kikkun.gif?13" alt=":iconkikkun:" title="Kikkun" /></a> and <a target="_self" href="http://hareno.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/a/hareno.jpg" alt=":iconhareno:" title="hareno" /></a><br />Maryland design-<a href="http://kikkun.deviantart.com/art/Maryland-Tan-125731746">[link]</a><br />DC design-<a href="http://hareno.deviantart.com/art/Nosrep-Notgnihsaw-WIPWIPWIPWIP-131522643">[link]</a><br />NY Design-<a href="http://darkfire75.deviantart.com/art/New-York-profile-121874583">[link]</a><br />NJ Design-<a href="http://darkwulfe.deviantart.com/art/New-Jersey-State-tan-Sheet-132296626">[link]</a><br /><br />Now if you're depressed go stare at this for a few minutes-<a href="http://darkfire75.deviantart.com/art/Mirror-New-York-179035500">[link]</a><br /><br />Also, thank you to <a target="_self" href="http://darkfire75.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/a/darkfire75.png?3" alt=":icondarkfire75:" title="Darkfire75" /></a> for looking this over!<br /><br /><b><u>Remember</u></b> this isn't a place to debate what happened on 9/11 or who's responsible. If you want to talk about that, go somewhere more appropriate.<br /><br />I promise Im not a crazy depressed person. Im just a writer <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/d/dummy.gif" width="21" height="15" alt=":dummy:" title="I am a dummy!"/> <small>Im going to go hide in a corner now</small> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Mommyslut in NY 2</title>
                <link>http://sweetsslut.deviantart.com/art/Mommyslut-in-NY-2-348688240</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2013 12:40:59 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Mommyslut in NY 2</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>adult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Short Stories">literature/prose/fiction/romantic/erotic/shortstory</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">sweetsslut</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://sweetsslut.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~sweetsslut</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ mommyslut in Ny with her masterson and friends ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Chapter 2<br /><br />Her lips are quivering&hellip;. In fear&hellip; as the tall man leaves her&hellip; She looks at the young boy, man almost&hellip;.approaching&hellip; She has never seen him before, one of seb's friends no doubt&hellip;<br /><br />He smiles.. "Mom&hellip;.."<br /><br />He slips his hand around her waist, cupping her ass beneath the short skirt and squeezing, nearly lifting her off her feet as his mouth smothers her surprised lips.<br /><br />"UHmmmmmmmMMM!!!???"<br /><br />He squeezes her tight&hellip;&hellip;  "mmm&hellip;.Mom&hellip;just in the nick of time eh?" he smiles, his hand squeezing her butt cheeks with one hand and her hair&hellip;.on her neck with the other.<br /><br />"Gawwd&hellip; I didn't believe seb&hellip;. But..you&hellip;Mom&hellip;you are hot..!..hot!  hot! WE are going ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ mommyslut in Ny with her masterson and friends ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>NY the Hero</title>
                <link>http://beggarscantbchoosers.deviantart.com/art/NY-the-Hero-204185094</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 09 Apr 2011 05:51:06 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">NY the Hero</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Flash Fiction &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/fiction/general/flashfic</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">beggarscantbchoosers</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://beggarscantbchoosers.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~beggarscantbchoosers</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Okay, so my OK cousin posted a clip on Facebook about this experiment they did in New York, where they got a girl to act like she was being kidnapped by this man (who was actually a researcher or something), struggling and screaming 'Help me, you're not my dad!', and the man yelling at her, things like: 'Where have you been, young lady? I can't believe you ran off like that, never do that again!', whilst the girl's mother and some policemen watched hidden surveillance cameras in a van nearby. They were actually at it for four hours before <i>anyone</i> stopped to check everything was okay - eventually two young men walking past glanced at eachother then seperated and ran at him.<br /><br />It's really rather sad when you think about it, but at least NY would step in to help C: ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ "And that is why, Michael, you are to come and stay with me immediately. You can't look after yourself and-" <br />"Yeah, yeah, man, but like, you won't let me smoke, man. And if you're like, wearing Penny's bikini, Deli-man&#133;" Mike smirked. "Hey man, look! It's like, daddy England's unicorn, man!" <br />"Father's&#133;?" Delaware, surprisingly gullible despite his age, turned to look, and New York took the opportunity to dart down an alleyway. Three turns later, and the angry shouts of his name echoing above the bustle of the city had completely faded. New York smiled lazily, and pulled a joint out of somewhere, lighting it and inhaling happily  ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Okay, so my OK cousin posted a clip on Facebook about this experiment they did in New York, where they got a girl to act like she was being kidnapped by this man (who was actually a researcher or something), struggling and screaming 'Help me, you're not my dad!', and the man yelling at her, things like: 'Where have you been, young lady? I can't believe you ran off like that, never do that again!', whilst the girl's mother and some policemen watched hidden surveillance cameras in a van nearby. They were actually at it for four hours before <i>anyone</i> stopped to check everything was okay - eventually two young men walking past glanced at eachother then seperated and ran at him.<br /><br />It's really rather sad when you think about it, but at least NY would step in to help C: ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Falling Away With You</title>
                <link>http://charljordan.deviantart.com/art/Falling-Away-With-You-259293747</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 19 Sep 2011 23:05:43 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Falling Away With You</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Short Stories">literature/prose/fiction/romantic/general/shortstory</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">charljordan</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://charljordan.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~charljordan</media:copyright>             <creativeCommons:license>http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/</creativeCommons:license>
                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <sub>- I have never been to New York, let alone visited any 'big city' in America. So I apologize for any inaccuracies I may have made in my description of "Sternbild" as a fictional NY borough. Also, "Sternbild" isn't my brainchild; if you Google it, you'll know where I got the name from <br /><br />- Alfred is running a colourful Grignard experiment: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grignard_reaction">[link]</a><br />Not particularly difficult, but the product solution can get messy. And yes, mini-explosions do occasionally occur in chemistry labs I should know, Ive seen it for myself a number of times <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/a/animesweat.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="^^;" title="Sweating a little..."/><br /><br />- This was the dance Heracles was attempting to copy for Kiku: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=35hCo_grAqw">[link]</a><br />Needless to say he probably failed quite spectacularly, lol<br /><br />- If anyone's wondering, the characters are all somewhere in their early-to-mid twenties. I actually have back-stories for everyone written into this fic. Moar one-shots of this verse in future, perhaps.<br /><br />- fem!Japan doesnt seem different from how I normally write Japan, I think? She was one of the reasons why this fic took a while. I was kinda nervous writing her.<br /><br />- Willem is Willem van Nassau because of this photo:<a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:YoungwilliamII.jpg">[link]</a><br />Look familiar? <br /><br />- Yes, I secretly ship Netherlands x Japan D: Or at least, I feel they had some chemistry that went a little past the friends line but it didnt quite work out. This song inspired that scene in <b>#8</b>: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KVHx0o8ozvo">[link]</a><br /><br />- Also... I dunno how to do an align-centre for my texts on dA D: <br /><br /><br />I hope you enjoyed reading this &lt;3</sub> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Summary: Sternbild Academy was a place of prestige, of world-class education and of youthful ambition. It was also the place Kiku Honda least expected herself to fall in love again, and with the college delinquent at that. <br />Warnings: Gakuen-AU, Gender-bends, language, booze&smokes, slight-angst. Oh and Heracles' failed attempt at a robot-dance. Yes, there is a hawt Grecian dancing in this fic.<br />Notes: Written for the LJ APH-Fluffathon prompt "Kiku tutors Heracles." Kiku is still Kiku because I personally think it's cuter and like it better than "Sakura."  Besides, the prompt listed "Kiku" so yeah.<br /><br />Also, gazillion thanks to my LJ f ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <sub>- I have never been to New York, let alone visited any 'big city' in America. So I apologize for any inaccuracies I may have made in my description of "Sternbild" as a fictional NY borough. Also, "Sternbild" isn't my brainchild; if you Google it, you'll know where I got the name from <br /><br />- Alfred is running a colourful Grignard experiment: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grignard_reaction">[link]</a><br />Not particularly difficult, but the product solution can get messy. And yes, mini-explosions do occasionally occur in chemistry labs I should know, Ive seen it for myself a number of times <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/a/animesweat.gif" width="19" height="19" alt="^^;" title="Sweating a little..."/><br /><br />- This was the dance Heracles was attempting to copy for Kiku: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=35hCo_grAqw">[link]</a><br />Needless to say he probably failed quite spectacularly, lol<br /><br />- If anyone's wondering, the characters are all somewhere in their early-to-mid twenties. I actually have back-stories for everyone written into this fic. Moar one-shots of this verse in future, perhaps.<br /><br />- fem!Japan doesnt seem different from how I normally write Japan, I think? She was one of the reasons why this fic took a while. I was kinda nervous writing her.<br /><br />- Willem is Willem van Nassau because of this photo:<a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:YoungwilliamII.jpg">[link]</a><br />Look familiar? <br /><br />- Yes, I secretly ship Netherlands x Japan D: Or at least, I feel they had some chemistry that went a little past the friends line but it didnt quite work out. This song inspired that scene in <b>#8</b>: <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KVHx0o8ozvo">[link]</a><br /><br />- Also... I dunno how to do an align-centre for my texts on dA D: <br /><br /><br />I hope you enjoyed reading this &lt;3</sub> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Chap.1, sec.1: A vampire story</title>
                <link>http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-1-sec-1-A-vampire-story-77584071</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 16 Feb 2008 17:17:00 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Chap.1, sec.1: A vampire story</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Fantasy">literature/prose/fiction/fantasy</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">diamondrubylove</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com">Copyright 2008-2013 ~diamondrubylove</media:copyright>             <creativeCommons:license>http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/</creativeCommons:license>
                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ So I decided that the main character&#039;s name is going to be Kiara (like in the Lion King II)<br /><br />Thanks for reading!  Make sure you read this first:<br /><br />Prologue:  <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Prologue-a-vampire-story-75054282">[link]</a><br />Chapter 1, Section 2: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-1-sec-2-A-vampire-story-79448249">[link]</a><br />Chapter 1, Section 3: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-1-sec-3-A-vampire-story-81295839">[link]</a><br />Chapter 1, Section 4: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-1-sec-4-A-vampire-story-82778526">[link]</a><br />Chapter 1, Section 5: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-1-sec-5-A-vampire-story-83647474">[link]</a><br />Chapter 1, Section 6: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-1-sec-6-A-vampire-story-85053546">[link]</a><br />Chapter 2, Section 1: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-2-sec-1-A-vampire-story-86931580">[link]</a><br />Chapter 2, Section 2: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-2-sec-2-A-vampire-story-87806436">[link]</a><br />Chapter 2, Section 3: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-2-sec-3-A-vampire-story-88509554">[link]</a><br />Chapter 2, Section 4: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-2-sec-4-A-vampire-story-89651901">[link]</a><br />Chapter 2, Section 5: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-2-sec-5-A-vampire-story-90253535">[link]</a><br />Chapter 2, Section 6: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-2-sec-6-A-vampire-story-91178985">[link]</a><br />Chapter 2, Section 7: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-2-sec-7-A-vampire-story-98090858">[link]</a><br />Chapter 2, Section 8: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-2-sec-8-A-vampire-story-107010664">[link]</a><br />thank you!  please comment! ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Chapter 1: A New Start<br />(section1)<br /><br />My parents were definitely out to ruin my life. It wasn't even my last year of high school in Manhattan... and right then, my parents decide to move. My best friend since 7th grade and I met at a local Starbucks where I told her the news. She was miserable when I told her, but as a confident, and cheerful friend, she tried to make me laugh about it. <br />&#147;Don't worry Kiara! We'll visit each other and look on the bright side! In California you won't stand out with that nice tan of yours!&#148; Anne laughed half-heartedly, hiding her sorrow. It was true; I was nicely tanned for someone that lived in one of  ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ So I decided that the main character&#039;s name is going to be Kiara (like in the Lion King II)<br /><br />Thanks for reading!  Make sure you read this first:<br /><br />Prologue:  <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Prologue-a-vampire-story-75054282">[link]</a><br />Chapter 1, Section 2: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-1-sec-2-A-vampire-story-79448249">[link]</a><br />Chapter 1, Section 3: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-1-sec-3-A-vampire-story-81295839">[link]</a><br />Chapter 1, Section 4: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-1-sec-4-A-vampire-story-82778526">[link]</a><br />Chapter 1, Section 5: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-1-sec-5-A-vampire-story-83647474">[link]</a><br />Chapter 1, Section 6: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-1-sec-6-A-vampire-story-85053546">[link]</a><br />Chapter 2, Section 1: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-2-sec-1-A-vampire-story-86931580">[link]</a><br />Chapter 2, Section 2: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-2-sec-2-A-vampire-story-87806436">[link]</a><br />Chapter 2, Section 3: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-2-sec-3-A-vampire-story-88509554">[link]</a><br />Chapter 2, Section 4: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-2-sec-4-A-vampire-story-89651901">[link]</a><br />Chapter 2, Section 5: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-2-sec-5-A-vampire-story-90253535">[link]</a><br />Chapter 2, Section 6: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-2-sec-6-A-vampire-story-91178985">[link]</a><br />Chapter 2, Section 7: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-2-sec-7-A-vampire-story-98090858">[link]</a><br />Chapter 2, Section 8: <a href="http://diamondrubylove.deviantart.com/art/Chap-2-sec-8-A-vampire-story-107010664">[link]</a><br />thank you!  please comment! ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>9/11/01 NY and Mass (FRIENDSHIP PEOPLE)</title>
                <link>http://cielthebutler.deviantart.com/art/9-11-01-NY-and-Mass-FRIENDSHIP-PEOPLE-341524200</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 06 Dec 2012 13:37:17 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">9/11/01 NY and Mass (FRIENDSHIP PEOPLE)</media:title>
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                <media:category label="Short Stories">literature/prose/fiction/general/shortstory</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">CielTheButler</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://cielthebutler.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 ~CielTheButler</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Me and <a target="_self" href="http://shinkengokaigreen.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/h/shinkengokaigreen.gif?5" alt=":iconshinkengokaigreen:" title="ShinkenGokaiGreen" /></a> were Rping and this came out, it shows a bit of their backstory and friendship. and they are teens, so this is how they react, dont like, we sorry. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ 9/11/01 NY and Mass (FRIENDSHIP PEOPLE)<br /><br />It was a normal morning in NYC. New York and His Sister Mass were outside eating ice cream. "GIMME YOUR FAKING ICE CREAM", New York SHOUTED.<br />Mass:"No! You ate yours, this is mine and I PAID FOR IT...as usual." Mass responded.<br />NY:"no no no no no no no no no! i paid for it!"<br />Mass:"You're broke, how could have you paid for it?!?!?!"<br />NY:"nevermind *emocorner*<br />Mass:*sighs* "come on lets go-...Ny...dont you think that plane is a bit too low?"<br />NY:*looks up* "i g-guess.."<br />Mass:"OMFG NY ITS HEADING FOR ONE OF THE TWIN TOWERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!"<br />NY:"pfft yeah ri- HOLY SHIT IT IS!!"<br />BOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Me and <a target="_self" href="http://shinkengokaigreen.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/h/shinkengokaigreen.gif?5" alt=":iconshinkengokaigreen:" title="ShinkenGokaiGreen" /></a> were Rping and this came out, it shows a bit of their backstory and friendship. and they are teens, so this is how they react, dont like, we sorry. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Agonia</title>
                <link>http://hildetann.deviantart.com/art/Agonia-175991264</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Aug 2010 11:28:39 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Agonia</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Flash Fiction &amp; Vignettes">literature/prose/fiction/horror/flashfic</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Hildetann</media:credit>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/i/hildetann.gif?11</media:credit> 
        <media:copyright url="http://hildetann.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~Hildetann</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <sup><b>agony</b> / <i>ag&#601;n&#275;</i> / noun<br />1. Extreme physical or mental suffering.<br />2. The final stages of a difficult or painful death: "his last agony".</sup><br /><br /><b>If you <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/p/plusfav.gif" width="15" height="16" alt=":+fav:" title="+fav"/>, please comment and give feedback.</b><br /><br /><sub>For <a href="http://thewrittenrevolution.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src=http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/t/h/thewrittenrevolution.png?2 alt=":iconthewrittenrevolution:" title="theWrittenRevolution"/></a><br />1. Was the style of writing too descriptive and "wordy", or did it fit with the piece?<br />2. Was the metaphor of the moth to the flame effective for this work?<br />3. What did the symbolism of the "fire" in this work represent for you?<br />4. <b>Is this piece too graphic?</b></sub> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Immortality is a frail thing, a winding trail of blood and horror. It's just a path for me to follow, a road for me to take until I find you sitting by the side of the path with a cigarette in your hand and falsities&#151;purple prose&#151;spewing from your ever-smiling mouth.<br /><br />But now I know: I shouldn't have looked into your eyes that first time.<br /><br />I saw those flames licking at your edges; I saw your raw, unforgivable, unbearable energy. I saw the way you smiled so cruelly, the corners of your lips spreading up and away like a guardian angel's wings.<br /><br />And like a moth being dragged back to the blazes, I wanted more.<br /><br />I came back to you. I cam ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <sup><b>agony</b> / <i>ag&#601;n&#275;</i> / noun<br />1. Extreme physical or mental suffering.<br />2. The final stages of a difficult or painful death: "his last agony".</sup><br /><br /><b>If you <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/p/plusfav.gif" width="15" height="16" alt=":+fav:" title="+fav"/>, please comment and give feedback.</b><br /><br /><sub>For <a href="http://thewrittenrevolution.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src=http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/t/h/thewrittenrevolution.png?2 alt=":iconthewrittenrevolution:" title="theWrittenRevolution"/></a><br />1. Was the style of writing too descriptive and "wordy", or did it fit with the piece?<br />2. Was the metaphor of the moth to the flame effective for this work?<br />3. What did the symbolism of the "fire" in this work represent for you?<br />4. <b>Is this piece too graphic?</b></sub> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>The Bloodhound Clans - Vers. 2</title>
                <link>http://bloodhoundomega.deviantart.com/art/The-Bloodhound-Clans-Vers-2-104125652</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 11:29:57 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">The Bloodhound Clans - Vers. 2</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Fantasy">literature/prose/fiction/fantasy</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">BloodhoundOmega</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://bloodhoundomega.deviantart.com">Copyright 2008-2013 *BloodhoundOmega</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Boy, it&#039;s been a while since I uploaded any specific background information on Ileyeah or the Bloodhounds and this one&#039;s actually nothing new but only a revised version of an older text on the 25 forehead symbols of the Hounds.<br /><br />I was rather unhappy with the old definitions and so I put a great deal of thought into the new text and now I am far happier. Some things remained the same, but much was changed or explained far more detailed. The text will probably become even more detailed over the time, but that&#039;s ok. ^^ <br /><br /><br />Updated version of <a href="http://bloodhound-omega.deviantart.com/art/The-old-Bloodhound-Clans-8811758">[link]</a> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[  There have been 25 Bloodhound Clans on which all of the following generations base upon. All of these clans where somehow different from the others, possessing skills or features that specialised them on a certain field. While all Hounds possessed certain skills like hunting, craftsman ship etc. some where simply even better than others. Pure blood and purity of the clans were important in those days and racism and intolerance where part of everyday life. With the growing threat through the Gorgats though the Hounds realized that they were better off by mingling and living in groups that had a broad range of experts in them. While in the yea ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs39/i/2008/325/3/3/The_Bloodhound_Clans___Vers__2_by_bloodhound_omega.jpg" height="111" width="300"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs39/150/i/2008/325/3/3/The_Bloodhound_Clans___Vers__2_by_bloodhound_omega.jpg" height="56" width="150"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Boy, it&#039;s been a while since I uploaded any specific background information on Ileyeah or the Bloodhounds and this one&#039;s actually nothing new but only a revised version of an older text on the 25 forehead symbols of the Hounds.<br /><br />I was rather unhappy with the old definitions and so I put a great deal of thought into the new text and now I am far happier. Some things remained the same, but much was changed or explained far more detailed. The text will probably become even more detailed over the time, but that&#039;s ok. ^^ <br /><br /><br />Updated version of <a href="http://bloodhound-omega.deviantart.com/art/The-old-Bloodhound-Clans-8811758">[link]</a><br /><div><img src="http://th06.deviantart.net/fs39/150/i/2008/325/3/3/The_Bloodhound_Clans___Vers__2_by_bloodhound_omega.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>The Giant That Saved NY Ch. 1</title>
                <link>http://deathshok.deviantart.com/art/The-Giant-That-Saved-NY-Ch-1-119616919</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 17 Apr 2009 18:36:13 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">The Giant That Saved NY Ch. 1</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Deathshok</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://deathshok.deviantart.com">Copyright 2009-2013 ~Deathshok</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ I got this idea that a tree might grow somewhere..but what then..what would happen? please read<br /><br />I mostly got the inspiration for the story of Sarah and Lara from visiting New York for Easter (the most invisibly disgusting city in America)<br /><br />I like it..it&#039;s just Chapter 1 though..more soon. Please tell me if there are any typos. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ "A tree grew overnight!! Sarah wake up!!"<br />Sarah woke up, and felt too heavy to even try to get out of bed, but her younger sister by 2 years pulled her out and brought her to the window, accidentally slamming her forehead into the glass. "God put a tree in the middle of the street last night! it even broke the road!!". Almost immediately, Sarah truly woke up and stared wide eyed at the twisted formation of wood and green that had decided to grow in the middle of the four way intersection that had kept Sarah up practically all night. The sirens and horns were silent at the moment, but she knew that in about an hour and a half the noises would ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ I got this idea that a tree might grow somewhere..but what then..what would happen? please read<br /><br />I mostly got the inspiration for the story of Sarah and Lara from visiting New York for Easter (the most invisibly disgusting city in America)<br /><br />I like it..it&#039;s just Chapter 1 though..more soon. Please tell me if there are any typos. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Twilight: Dark of the Sun - Chapter 1</title>
                <link>http://itchytastyforever.deviantart.com/art/Twilight-Dark-of-the-Sun-Chapter-1-302801444</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2012 20:29:25 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Twilight: Dark of the Sun - Chapter 1</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">ItchyTastyForever</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://itchytastyforever.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 ~ItchyTastyForever</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Poster for my WIP action/comedy/romance. It takes place before, during and after the Twilight series, through the alternate perspective of a sophomore high-school boy who's family finally decides to settle down from travelling and moves into Forks. ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/138/0/6/twilight__dark_of_the_sun___chapter_1_by_itchytastyforever-d50a338.jpg" height="825" width="599"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Poster for my WIP action/comedy/romance. It takes place before, during and after the Twilight series, through the alternate perspective of a sophomore high-school boy who's family finally decides to settle down from travelling and moves into Forks.<br /><div><img src="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2012/138/0/6/twilight__dark_of_the_sun___chapter_1_by_itchytastyforever-d50a338.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>NY Whore 5</title>
                <link>http://sweetsslut.deviantart.com/art/NY-Whore-5-354460357</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2013 11:27:50 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">NY Whore 5</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>adult</media:rating>
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        <media:copyright url="http://sweetsslut.deviantart.com">Copyright 2013 ~sweetsslut</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ mommy used by her new friends ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ NY Whore 5<br /><br />The man rubs his cock up and down between her cheeks&hellip;<br /><br />She hears a hawk&hellip;.and spit&hellip;&hellip;he is spitting between her cheeks&hellip;as he rubs his cock&hellip;..up down updown&hellip;. Slapping her ass&hellip;SLAP&hellip;SLAP..SLAP..SLAP!<br /><br />&ldquo;Look at you whore&hellip;.chained her..like a slave&hellip;&hellip;just for me&hellip;..for my use&hellip;in any way I want&hellip;..&rdquo;<br /><br />SLAP..SLAP>>>SLAP>SLAP>SLAP<br /><br />&ldquo;Uhhh!&rdquo; she finally cries out her&hellip;butt cheeks afire with his spanking.<br /><br />&ldquo;Gt down on the floor cunt&hellip;&rdquo; he grabs her by the hair&hellip;dragging her off the bed to h ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ mommy used by her new friends ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Useful Notes - U.S. Revoultion, Part 1</title>
                <link>http://alderrancity34.deviantart.com/art/Useful-Notes-U-S-Revoultion-Part-1-293995049</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2012 18:34:24 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Useful Notes - U.S. Revoultion, Part 1</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">AlderranCity34</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://alderrancity34.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 ~AlderranCity34</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <sub><sub>I'm sorry for spamming you guys... but after seeing so much... bullshit... I had to fucking do this.</sub></sub> <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/facepalm.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":facepalm:" title="Facepalm"/><br /><br /><br /><b>PLEASE NOTE;</b><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red"/> <i>Useful Notes</i> is just a crash-course on History and should be <b><i>no way</i></b> treated as a adaquate substitute for a real history book. <br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red"/> Author tends to curse and smart-mouth... in writing<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red"/> Author tends to use British spelling (i.e. col<b>our</b>, coloni<b>s</b>e, etc.) <br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red"/> Author is going stay neutral, and not express bias favouring the United States. <sub><sub>At least he hopes... ; - ; </sub></sub> <br /><br /><br /><b>Citation(s)</b><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue"/> <i>The American Journey</i> Joyce Oldham.Appleby - Alan Brinkley - James M.McPherson - Glencoe/McGraw-Hill - 1998<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue"/> Spielvogel, Jackson J. Glencoe <i>World History</i>. New York, NY: Glencoe/McGraw-Hill, 2005. Print. <br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue"/> Greenblatt, Miriam, and Peter S. Lemmo. Glencoe <i>Human Heritage: A World History</i>. New York, NY: Glencoe/McGraw-Hill, 2004. Print.<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue"/> Credo References' articles on both <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.credoreference.com/topic/austrian_succession_war_1740_1748">the War of Austrian Successions</a> &amp; <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.credoreference.com/topic/seven_years_war">Seven Years' War</a> <br /><br />...<br /><br />...<br /><br /><br />Enjoy? <a target="_self" href="http://sadtardplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/a/sadtardplz.gif?1" alt=":iconsadtardplz:" title="sadtardplz"/></a> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Useful Notes - the American Revolution, Part I<br />Yes, yes &#150; most of you already know about the Age of Exploration, the Spanish conquistadors, the Aztec Empire, the Dutch East Indies and the British colonisation of the Atlantic coast of Northern America.<br /><br />I'm just telling you the drama that happens after everything is established.<br /><br />The drama, as in the American Revolution&#133;<br /><br />&#133; Which, technically, traces its roots back into the 1740s.<br /><br />Okay, so here's what going on during the 1740s;<br /><br />Monarchies in Europe hold most of the power.<br />Austria is ruled by the House of Habsburg.<br />Prussia is ruled by the House of Hohenzollern.<br />There is no  ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <sub><sub>I'm sorry for spamming you guys... but after seeing so much... bullshit... I had to fucking do this.</sub></sub> <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/facepalm.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":facepalm:" title="Facepalm"/><br /><br /><br /><b>PLEASE NOTE;</b><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red"/> <i>Useful Notes</i> is just a crash-course on History and should be <b><i>no way</i></b> treated as a adaquate substitute for a real history book. <br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red"/> Author tends to curse and smart-mouth... in writing<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red"/> Author tends to use British spelling (i.e. col<b>our</b>, coloni<b>s</b>e, etc.) <br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletred:" title="Bullet; Red"/> Author is going stay neutral, and not express bias favouring the United States. <sub><sub>At least he hopes... ; - ; </sub></sub> <br /><br /><br /><b>Citation(s)</b><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue"/> <i>The American Journey</i> Joyce Oldham.Appleby - Alan Brinkley - James M.McPherson - Glencoe/McGraw-Hill - 1998<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue"/> Spielvogel, Jackson J. Glencoe <i>World History</i>. New York, NY: Glencoe/McGraw-Hill, 2005. Print. <br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue"/> Greenblatt, Miriam, and Peter S. Lemmo. Glencoe <i>Human Heritage: A World History</i>. New York, NY: Glencoe/McGraw-Hill, 2004. Print.<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue"/> Credo References' articles on both <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.credoreference.com/topic/austrian_succession_war_1740_1748">the War of Austrian Successions</a> &amp; <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.credoreference.com/topic/seven_years_war">Seven Years' War</a> <br /><br />...<br /><br />...<br /><br /><br />Enjoy? <a target="_self" href="http://sadtardplz.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/s/a/sadtardplz.gif?1" alt=":iconsadtardplz:" title="sadtardplz"/></a> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>STP-We're Coming Home Again</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2011 17:47:21 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">STP-We're Coming Home Again</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Ferix79</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://ferix79.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~Ferix79</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ This is a sequel to my fic, New York, Oh New York, which is about the actual event of 9/11. This fic focuses on the 10th anniversary, obviously.<br />This is actually 2 stories I guess? But theyre both so connected that I wanted to put them both in the same submission. It wouldnt be right to separate them. New Yorks is <b>Were Coming Home Again</b> and New Jerseys is <b>Just a Little Insight</b>. <br /><br />A little note...the dedication of NJ's memorial was Saturday, not Sunday, probably to allow the families from NJ to go to both ceremonies. New Jersey himself, however, probably didn't want to go after his rough day. And yes the first story takes place after the second. <br />I wrote this whole thing in one afternoon, so sorry for any errors. Its not proofread/edited very much...<br /><br />So a few weeks ago I came up with an idea for something to write for 9/11, because I wanted to do something. Originally that was just NYs part of the story, but I felt that NJs story just wasnt really finished, so I wrote his part, too. Also, in the past few days, I almost didnt write this on time because I was lazy/had schoolwork, but after seeing two LOVELY pieces of artwork inspired by New York, Oh New York, I just had to write this. I was inspired by them so much. <br />They are <b>This Lonesome Day</b> by <a target="_self" href="http://boscaresque.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/b/o/boscaresque.png?4" alt=":iconboscaresque:" title="boscaresque"/></a> <a href="http://boscaresque.deviantart.com/art/This-Lonesome-Day-257828874">[link]</a> <br />And <b>New York, Oh New York</b> by <a target="_self" href="http://cat-s-art.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/c/a/cat-s-art.gif?4" alt=":iconcat-s-art:" title="Cat-s-Art"/></a>-<a href="http://cat-s-art.deviantart.com/art/STP-New-York-Oh-New-York-257876435">[link]</a><br />Both are absolutely beautiful and so powerful. <br /><br />Oh and I hope New Yorks part didnt make sense. Because I was trying to make it not make any sense but make sense at the same time. If that makes sense to you guys. <br /><br />The memorials featured in this are-<br />The National 9/11 Memorial in New York City, Reflecting Absence- <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.911memorial.org/">[link]</a><br />A memorial in Jersey City for all the New Jerseyans lost that day,Empty Sky- <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://nj911memorial.net/2101/index.html">[link]</a><br />And a literal Tribute in Light in New York city that recreates the image of the towers using huge searchlights- <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Vmi4C_dnw8">[link]</a><br /><br />New York-<a target="_self" href="http://darkfire75.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/a/darkfire75.png?3" alt=":icondarkfire75:" title="Darkfire75"/></a><br />New Jersey-<a target="_self" href="http://darkwulfe.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/a/darkwulfe.jpg" alt=":icondarkwulfe:" title="Darkwulfe"/></a><br />Massachusetts-<a target="_self" href="http://thesneakyburger.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/t/h/thesneakyburger.png?1" alt=":iconthesneakyburger:" title="thesneakyburger"/></a><br />Quebec-<a target="_self" href="http://ctcsherry.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/c/t/ctcsherry.jpg?3" alt=":iconctcsherry:" title="ctcsherry"/></a><br /><br />Titles comes from Green Day's "Homecoming" and The All-American Rejects' "It Ends Tonight".<br /><br /><small>Just as a disclaimer, the humans in the story weren't based off anyone real. The little boy, Michael, was only there to remind New Jersey of his brother.</small> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ To New York, this Sunday was just like any other Sunday.  It just so happened to be the 10th Anniversary of September 11th.<br /><br />In past years, he would have woken up with tears already streaming down his face, because the pure emotion coming from his people was just too much to handle mentally, sometimes. In any year after 2004 he would have woken up with Quebec next to him, and then would have rolled over and wrapped an arm around the Canadian, waking him, and the two would have stayed in bed for as long as New York needed to, talking about anything while Quebec wiped away the many tears that fell.<br /><br />And today he did wake up next to Qu ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ This is a sequel to my fic, New York, Oh New York, which is about the actual event of 9/11. This fic focuses on the 10th anniversary, obviously.<br />This is actually 2 stories I guess? But theyre both so connected that I wanted to put them both in the same submission. It wouldnt be right to separate them. New Yorks is <b>Were Coming Home Again</b> and New Jerseys is <b>Just a Little Insight</b>. <br /><br />A little note...the dedication of NJ's memorial was Saturday, not Sunday, probably to allow the families from NJ to go to both ceremonies. New Jersey himself, however, probably didn't want to go after his rough day. And yes the first story takes place after the second. <br />I wrote this whole thing in one afternoon, so sorry for any errors. Its not proofread/edited very much...<br /><br />So a few weeks ago I came up with an idea for something to write for 9/11, because I wanted to do something. Originally that was just NYs part of the story, but I felt that NJs story just wasnt really finished, so I wrote his part, too. Also, in the past few days, I almost didnt write this on time because I was lazy/had schoolwork, but after seeing two LOVELY pieces of artwork inspired by New York, Oh New York, I just had to write this. I was inspired by them so much. <br />They are <b>This Lonesome Day</b> by <a target="_self" href="http://boscaresque.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/b/o/boscaresque.png?4" alt=":iconboscaresque:" title="boscaresque"/></a> <a href="http://boscaresque.deviantart.com/art/This-Lonesome-Day-257828874">[link]</a> <br />And <b>New York, Oh New York</b> by <a target="_self" href="http://cat-s-art.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/c/a/cat-s-art.gif?4" alt=":iconcat-s-art:" title="Cat-s-Art"/></a>-<a href="http://cat-s-art.deviantart.com/art/STP-New-York-Oh-New-York-257876435">[link]</a><br />Both are absolutely beautiful and so powerful. <br /><br />Oh and I hope New Yorks part didnt make sense. Because I was trying to make it not make any sense but make sense at the same time. If that makes sense to you guys. <br /><br />The memorials featured in this are-<br />The National 9/11 Memorial in New York City, Reflecting Absence- <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.911memorial.org/">[link]</a><br />A memorial in Jersey City for all the New Jerseyans lost that day,Empty Sky- <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://nj911memorial.net/2101/index.html">[link]</a><br />And a literal Tribute in Light in New York city that recreates the image of the towers using huge searchlights- <a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Vmi4C_dnw8">[link]</a><br /><br />New York-<a target="_self" href="http://darkfire75.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/a/darkfire75.png?3" alt=":icondarkfire75:" title="Darkfire75"/></a><br />New Jersey-<a target="_self" href="http://darkwulfe.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/d/a/darkwulfe.jpg" alt=":icondarkwulfe:" title="Darkwulfe"/></a><br />Massachusetts-<a target="_self" href="http://thesneakyburger.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/t/h/thesneakyburger.png?1" alt=":iconthesneakyburger:" title="thesneakyburger"/></a><br />Quebec-<a target="_self" href="http://ctcsherry.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/c/t/ctcsherry.jpg?3" alt=":iconctcsherry:" title="ctcsherry"/></a><br /><br />Titles comes from Green Day's "Homecoming" and The All-American Rejects' "It Ends Tonight".<br /><br /><small>Just as a disclaimer, the humans in the story weren't based off anyone real. The little boy, Michael, was only there to remind New Jersey of his brother.</small> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>New York, Oh New York-Part 2b</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 02 Feb 2011 18:59:09 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">New York, Oh New York-Part 2b</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Ferix79</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://ferix79.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~Ferix79</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Part 1-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-1-194681639">[link]</a><br />Part 2a-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-2a-195541472">[link]</a> <br />Part 2b-You are here<br />Part 3a-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-3a-198361901">[link]</a><br />Part 3b-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-3b-204942023">[link]</a><br />Part 3c-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-3c-208189647">[link]</a><br /><br />I hope I got NJ's characterization right. He's an interesting, but complicated character &gt;&lt;<br /><br />-I'm trying not to portray NY and NJ as too close. I know, as far as brothers go, they aren't super attached or anything, but I think here NJ is just scared and feeling over protective of NY. They won't be like this for the rest of the story, though. <br />-As I said last part, US airspace was closed until Sept 15th or 16th, so it was difficult for Guam to get a plane to America, much less all the way to Atlanta.<br />-Originally, it was thought that 5000-6000 people were lost in the attacks. The number has since settled around 3000, but over 6000 were injured. <br />-The first major sports event in NYC after 9/11 was indeed the Atlanta Braves vs New York Mets, and the Mets won. New Yorkers flipped out. <br />"hallo, mijn zoon." is roughly Dutch for "Hello, my son." I used google translator, but its a pretty simple phrase, so that's probably pretty accurate. <br />-Just for clarity, NYs glasses didn't break because of the attacks. They really did fall off and get stepped on. This will mean more later. <br /><br /><br />All the states belong to their creators. <br />Maryland belongs to <a href="http://kikkun.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/k/i/kikkun.gif?10" alt=":iconkikkun:" title="Kikkun"/></a><br />DC belongs to <a href="http://kikkun.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/k/i/kikkun.gif?10" alt=":iconkikkun:" title="Kikkun"/></a> and <a href="http://hareno.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/a/hareno.jpg" alt=":iconhareno:" title="hareno"/></a><br /><br /><br /><b><u>Remember</u></b> this isn't a place to debate what happened on 9/11 or who's responsible. If you want to talk about that, go somewhere more appropriate. <br /><br />Reviews are loved &lt;3 ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ 8 Days After<br /><br />The next day everyone was overjoyed to see America awake and alert. Canada had decided, after seeing his brother's sensitivity to light and sound, that the easily excitable states should be brought only in small groups to his room, so everyone took turns. Virginia, Maryland, and DC talked to him first, then hugs and kisses were exchanged and Virginia left to seek out another small group to allow into the room. The process continued quietly and calmly for most of the day, until 5 PM.<br /><br />"Where is he? You must let me see him, you don't understand&#151;!" Guam shouted as she was held back by the Dakota brothers from the rooms that Am ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Part 1-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-1-194681639">[link]</a><br />Part 2a-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-2a-195541472">[link]</a> <br />Part 2b-You are here<br />Part 3a-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-3a-198361901">[link]</a><br />Part 3b-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-3b-204942023">[link]</a><br />Part 3c-<a href="http://ferix79.deviantart.com/art/New-York-Oh-New-York-Part-3c-208189647">[link]</a><br /><br />I hope I got NJ's characterization right. He's an interesting, but complicated character &gt;&lt;<br /><br />-I'm trying not to portray NY and NJ as too close. I know, as far as brothers go, they aren't super attached or anything, but I think here NJ is just scared and feeling over protective of NY. They won't be like this for the rest of the story, though. <br />-As I said last part, US airspace was closed until Sept 15th or 16th, so it was difficult for Guam to get a plane to America, much less all the way to Atlanta.<br />-Originally, it was thought that 5000-6000 people were lost in the attacks. The number has since settled around 3000, but over 6000 were injured. <br />-The first major sports event in NYC after 9/11 was indeed the Atlanta Braves vs New York Mets, and the Mets won. New Yorkers flipped out. <br />"hallo, mijn zoon." is roughly Dutch for "Hello, my son." I used google translator, but its a pretty simple phrase, so that's probably pretty accurate. <br />-Just for clarity, NYs glasses didn't break because of the attacks. They really did fall off and get stepped on. This will mean more later. <br /><br /><br />All the states belong to their creators. <br />Maryland belongs to <a href="http://kikkun.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/k/i/kikkun.gif?10" alt=":iconkikkun:" title="Kikkun"/></a><br />DC belongs to <a href="http://kikkun.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/k/i/kikkun.gif?10" alt=":iconkikkun:" title="Kikkun"/></a> and <a href="http://hareno.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/a/hareno.jpg" alt=":iconhareno:" title="hareno"/></a><br /><br /><br /><b><u>Remember</u></b> this isn't a place to debate what happened on 9/11 or who's responsible. If you want to talk about that, go somewhere more appropriate. <br /><br />Reviews are loved &lt;3 ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>NaruHina ch2-the biju two</title>
                <link>http://djhermo.deviantart.com/art/NaruHina-ch2-the-biju-two-175788076</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 17 Aug 2010 20:43:20 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">NaruHina ch2-the biju two</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Profiles">literature/characters/scifi/profiles</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">DJHermo</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://djhermo.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~DJHermo</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Here's chapter 2, though I made this out of boredom again but hey it kept me busy . If you don't like then KMA. NY the way look for chapter one if want to under stand it ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ I do not own any Naruto rights, all rights belong to the creator Masashi Kishimoto<br /><br />We left off as naruto and hinata were kissing, let's continue<br /><br />  After hearing that naruto called her the girl that he fell in love with, hinata finally got the man that she had loved for so many years back at the ninja academy. As naruto was taking pleasure in the fact that hinata was kissing him, the wind started to blow and soon the blanket that she was using to cover herself self with had fallen down revealing her lacy bra and her tight panties, "Um hinata, not that I don't enjoy our kiss but could you please put your clothes back on? This is a little emba ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/125/3/b/naruhina_ch2_the_biju_two_by_djhermo-d2wnqy4.jpg" height="160" width="155"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/125/3/b/naruhina_ch2_the_biju_two_by_djhermo-d2wnqy4.jpg" height="150" width="145"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Here's chapter 2, though I made this out of boredom again but hey it kept me busy . If you don't like then KMA. NY the way look for chapter one if want to under stand it<br /><div><img src="http://th00.deviantart.net/fs71/150/i/2011/125/3/b/naruhina_ch2_the_biju_two_by_djhermo-d2wnqy4.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Father Dionysus</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 Jul 2011 08:39:21 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Father Dionysus</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">BizarreKiddo666</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://bizarrekiddo666.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~BizarreKiddo666</media:copyright>             <creativeCommons:license>http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/</creativeCommons:license>
                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Dionysus (play /&#716;da&#618;&#601;&#712;na&#618;s&#601;s/ dy-&#601;-ny-s&#601;s; Greek: &#916;&#953;&#972;&#957;&#965;&#963;&#959;&#962;, Dionysos) was the god of the grape harvest, winemaking and wine, of ritual madness and ecstasy in Greek mythology. His name in Linear B tablets shows he was worshipped from c. 15001100 BC by Mycenean Greeks: other traces of Dionysian-type cult have been found in ancient Minoan Crete.[2] His origins are uncertain, and his cults took many forms; some are described by ancient sources as Thracian, others as Greek.[3][4][5] In some cults, he arrives from the east, as an Asiatic foreigner; and in others, from Ethiopia in the South. He is a god of epiphany, "the god that comes", and his "foreignness" as an arriving outsider-god may be inherent and essential to his cults. He is a major, popular figure of Greek mythology and religion, and is included in some lists of the twelve Olympians. His festivals were the driving force behind the development of Greek theater. <br /> Taken from Wikipedia ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Evoe...Evoe     <br />Bromios in Hades has returned  <br />For his mother Symele,his heart  <br />will be ripped to pieces and eternal  <br />blood will flow over thine adorers     <br />And we will celebrate the birth of thee    <br />Father Dionysus,for you are the Evil  <br />and the Flow of eternal streams    <br />of mother Cybele...<br /><br />Rise up in the celestial nectar    <br />Return to loneliness,beautiful god   <br />For you are the father of us all,   <br />and the mother of Menaeds, <br />Bacchante is now my name eternal,   <br />the sacrificed virgin sailor for father Bromios... ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Dionysus (play /&#716;da&#618;&#601;&#712;na&#618;s&#601;s/ dy-&#601;-ny-s&#601;s; Greek: &#916;&#953;&#972;&#957;&#965;&#963;&#959;&#962;, Dionysos) was the god of the grape harvest, winemaking and wine, of ritual madness and ecstasy in Greek mythology. His name in Linear B tablets shows he was worshipped from c. 15001100 BC by Mycenean Greeks: other traces of Dionysian-type cult have been found in ancient Minoan Crete.[2] His origins are uncertain, and his cults took many forms; some are described by ancient sources as Thracian, others as Greek.[3][4][5] In some cults, he arrives from the east, as an Asiatic foreigner; and in others, from Ethiopia in the South. He is a god of epiphany, "the god that comes", and his "foreignness" as an arriving outsider-god may be inherent and essential to his cults. He is a major, popular figure of Greek mythology and religion, and is included in some lists of the twelve Olympians. His festivals were the driving force behind the development of Greek theater. <br /> Taken from Wikipedia ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Sinew Sacrifices.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 02 Nov 2010 08:01:21 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Sinew Sacrifices.</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">DamagedHomewrecker</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://damagedhomewrecker.deviantart.com">Copyright 2010-2013 ~DamagedHomewrecker</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ okay, yes, i did mean 'pray' and not 'prey'...and i kinda love this poem because:<br /><br />1) its for this prompt: <a href="http://hammeredpoetry.deviantart.com/">[link]</a><br /><br />2) its something ive never written before<br /><br />3) its about Spotted Hyenas &lt;333333333 and i love them&lt;3333 and if you have any questions about them let me know, but for background info here's a little of it<br />i) spotted hyena cubs begin fighting within minutes of birth for dominance; only carnivore born with eyes open, full locomotor skills, teeth erupted, and commit siblicide (not always, sometimes siblings do bond together instead)<br />ii) females are more aggressive and dominant<br />iii) lions scavenge from hyenas all the time and will kill them if they can separate them. hyenas hunt 95% of the time, are successful on their hunts 80% of the time. lions are only successful 30% of the time<br />iv) they have pyramid molars to crush bones; they can digest everything except hooves and horns<br />v) they howl to the earth instead of up to the moon<br />vi) i watched a documentary where a lion killed the matriarch hyena for no reason by breaking her back, but she was so defiant. she rolled her way over to her cub and then died with her cub by her side.<br /><br />if you have any more questions, let me know<br /><br />oh, Crocuta live in Africa. i live in NY. how this monologue poem relates to me:<br />i watched my dad die. <br />after this tragedy, my brother and i bonded instantly. we stopped our fighting and leaned on each other, grew with each other, and now he is one of the most important people in my life, and i love him.<br />i am misunderstood.<br />i am always breaking. but my god, im tough for all my fragility. i somehow manage to get my fight back and take everything on.<br />i kill mice at my job to feed to other animals, but i always say a little apology/eulogy for them.<br /><br />let me know what you think of this &lt;3333 thankssss ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Oh, my little ones,<br />stop your bickering and listen to me<br />now.<br />There will be a moonless night<br />to sweep these boundaries<br />when the lionesses come to pray<br />upon the carcass of my soul.<br />And I will not be able to save you.<br />I have grown old and tired<br />but never weak, oh no, never weak.<br />We are strong, my little ones,<br />look at my smile,<br />these pyramid molars,<br />how I can sink them into bones<br />and suck up the marrow of the innocent,<br />but how I tip my throat down<br />and howl a godfilled song for them.<br />Oh, my little ones,<br />you must stick close together,<br />share your dominance,<br />and lead the others to safety.<br />Some battles must be surrendered<br />and so ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ okay, yes, i did mean 'pray' and not 'prey'...and i kinda love this poem because:<br /><br />1) its for this prompt: <a href="http://hammeredpoetry.deviantart.com/">[link]</a><br /><br />2) its something ive never written before<br /><br />3) its about Spotted Hyenas &lt;333333333 and i love them&lt;3333 and if you have any questions about them let me know, but for background info here's a little of it<br />i) spotted hyena cubs begin fighting within minutes of birth for dominance; only carnivore born with eyes open, full locomotor skills, teeth erupted, and commit siblicide (not always, sometimes siblings do bond together instead)<br />ii) females are more aggressive and dominant<br />iii) lions scavenge from hyenas all the time and will kill them if they can separate them. hyenas hunt 95% of the time, are successful on their hunts 80% of the time. lions are only successful 30% of the time<br />iv) they have pyramid molars to crush bones; they can digest everything except hooves and horns<br />v) they howl to the earth instead of up to the moon<br />vi) i watched a documentary where a lion killed the matriarch hyena for no reason by breaking her back, but she was so defiant. she rolled her way over to her cub and then died with her cub by her side.<br /><br />if you have any more questions, let me know<br /><br />oh, Crocuta live in Africa. i live in NY. how this monologue poem relates to me:<br />i watched my dad die. <br />after this tragedy, my brother and i bonded instantly. we stopped our fighting and leaned on each other, grew with each other, and now he is one of the most important people in my life, and i love him.<br />i am misunderstood.<br />i am always breaking. but my god, im tough for all my fragility. i somehow manage to get my fight back and take everything on.<br />i kill mice at my job to feed to other animals, but i always say a little apology/eulogy for them.<br /><br />let me know what you think of this &lt;3333 thankssss ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Seeing Sara</title>
                <link>http://evilpixiea.deviantart.com/art/Seeing-Sara-204996976</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2011 11:04:35 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Seeing Sara</media:title>
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                <media:category label="Introductions &amp; Chapters">literature/prose/nonfiction/general/intros</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">EvilpixieA</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://evilpixiea.deviantart.com">Copyright 2011-2013 ~EvilpixieA</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ This is true, every word of it, though I understand it must seem like a strange thing to be so.<br /><br />Inspiration comes in every shape and from I guess. Like seeing a girl crouched on the sidewalk and packing her backpack beside her dog in the city of New York.<br /><br />Please comment and if you feel the need to collect, then thank you for that as well. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ I saw a girl a few weeks ago. I saw her for merely a second, a mere moment, crouched and facing at an angle away from me on the streets of Manhattan. The moment I saw her I knew she was different. She was a character, someone who has a story that follows them around their whole life. I'm not sure how I knew this, but I was certain. Perhaps if I had managed to catch a second look, things would be different. I would have seen that she was ordinary, boring, an extra instead of a star... But I didn't get another look, and I don't believe I ever will.<br /><br />I think I will write a story about this girl that I know nothing about. I'm not sure what it wou ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ This is true, every word of it, though I understand it must seem like a strange thing to be so.<br /><br />Inspiration comes in every shape and from I guess. Like seeing a girl crouched on the sidewalk and packing her backpack beside her dog in the city of New York.<br /><br />Please comment and if you feel the need to collect, then thank you for that as well. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Weather Regret</title>
                <link>http://dreor.deviantart.com/art/Weather-Regret-92702673</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 17:51:11 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Weather Regret</media:title>
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                <media:category label="Visual &amp; Found Poetry">literature/poetry/general/artpoetry</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">dreor</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://dreor.deviantart.com">Copyright 2008-2013 ~dreor</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Only a regret when the weather shifts in my head.<br /><br />Textures:<br />~<a class="u" href="http://soft-stock.deviantart.com/">Soft-stock</a><br />~<a class="u" href="http://st3tostock.deviantart.com/">st3tostock</a><br /><a href="http://www.cgtextures.com">cgtextures</a><br /><br />Image copyright  Kate N.Y. (*<a class="u" href="http://dreor.deviantart.com/">dreor</a>, me) ]]></media:description>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs32/150/f/2008/206/c/4/c48107a4c88be2e285567d5b72c5fb6b.jpg" height="100" width="150"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs32/300W/f/2008/206/c/4/c48107a4c88be2e285567d5b72c5fb6b.jpg" height="200" width="300"/>            <media:content url="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs32/f/2008/206/c/4/c48107a4c88be2e285567d5b72c5fb6b.jpg" height="600" width="900" medium="image"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Only a regret when the weather shifts in my head.<br /><br />Textures:<br />~<a class="u" href="http://soft-stock.deviantart.com/">Soft-stock</a><br />~<a class="u" href="http://st3tostock.deviantart.com/">st3tostock</a><br /><a href="http://www.cgtextures.com">cgtextures</a><br /><br />Image copyright  Kate N.Y. (*<a class="u" href="http://dreor.deviantart.com/">dreor</a>, me)<br /><div><img src="http://th05.deviantart.net/fs32/300W/f/2008/206/c/4/c48107a4c88be2e285567d5b72c5fb6b.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Florida and New York: Smile, Sunshine!</title>
                <link>http://armelle-kumakins.deviantart.com/art/Florida-and-New-York-Smile-Sunshine-313410334</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Jul 2012 12:29:00 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Florida and New York: Smile, Sunshine!</media:title>
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                <media:category label="Short Stories">literature/prose/fiction/humor/shortstory</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Armelle-Kumakins</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://armelle-kumakins.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 ~Armelle-Kumakins</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Just another story about New York mentoring Florida on the art of tourism and money making. d(=u= )<br /><br />I really do like their friendship a lot, but New York doesn't always play nice nor does he always play fair! He promised to take pictures with Florida, but he didn't promise to use himself in the advertising campaigns, now did he? NY is so clever~! eue<br /><br />Florida doesn't really show huge, dramatic changes in his infrastructure until the 1940s and stuff. Though he makes little steps towards becoming more developed and touristy from 1870s and up, it doesn't really take off until WWII dramatically changes him. <br /><br />Oh, and Havana was very important for Florida's tourism for a long time! Actually, going to Havana, Cuba was the main reason why a lot of people came to Florida at all. It was a very big deal to go there since Havana has so much culture and awesome shopping. It was considered very fashionable and one of the best vacations around! Although... all that changes for Florida and Cuba around the Cold War era... ('n' )<br /><br />Cuba belongs to Hetalia (even though he wasn't actually in this story...) ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ "I do not know about this..." Florida mumbled as he kept a towel tightly and self consciously wrapped around his torso. He eyed the camera warily as it was being set up on the beach as if it really might steal his soul. If he still had one, that was. Sometimes Rutilio questioned whether or not he had sold his soul when he agreed to devote himself more to tourism.<br /><br />So many things had been changing and so quickly! Suddenly other states were talking about him and paying attention to him on a regular basis. He had been all but invisible for the longest time even to the other Southerners, but now he was gaining popularity. The problem, according t ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ Just another story about New York mentoring Florida on the art of tourism and money making. d(=u= )<br /><br />I really do like their friendship a lot, but New York doesn't always play nice nor does he always play fair! He promised to take pictures with Florida, but he didn't promise to use himself in the advertising campaigns, now did he? NY is so clever~! eue<br /><br />Florida doesn't really show huge, dramatic changes in his infrastructure until the 1940s and stuff. Though he makes little steps towards becoming more developed and touristy from 1870s and up, it doesn't really take off until WWII dramatically changes him. <br /><br />Oh, and Havana was very important for Florida's tourism for a long time! Actually, going to Havana, Cuba was the main reason why a lot of people came to Florida at all. It was a very big deal to go there since Havana has so much culture and awesome shopping. It was considered very fashionable and one of the best vacations around! Although... all that changes for Florida and Cuba around the Cold War era... ('n' )<br /><br />Cuba belongs to Hetalia (even though he wasn't actually in this story...) ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>IBANT OBSCURI SOLA SUB NOCTE</title>
                <link>http://lombregrise.deviantart.com/art/IBANT-OBSCURI-SOLA-SUB-NOCTE-310303491</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 23 Jun 2012 21:26:55 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">IBANT OBSCURI SOLA SUB NOCTE</media:title>
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                <media:category label="Traditional Fixed Forms">literature/poetry/humanity/fixed</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">lombregrise</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://lombregrise.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 *lombregrise</media:copyright>
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            </media:community>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue"/> Au départ, un prompt pour le groupe de mademoiselle<br /><br /><a target="_self" href="http://hersoftestsoul.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/e/hersoftestsoul.jpg?2" alt=":iconhersoftestsoul:" title="Hersoftestsoul" /></a> , le bien nommé<br /><br /><a target="_self" href="http://prosepoetry-elegance.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/p/r/prosepoetry-elegance.png?5" alt=":iconprosepoetry-elegance:" title="Prosepoetry-Elegance" /></a><br /><br /><strong>Règles : Choisir l'un de ses poèmes favoris et tenter d'imiter son style. Faire son propre poème, mais refléter l'original dans le style et l'humeur. Les critères de jugement sont :</strong><br /><br /><i>1. Similitude de style (ponctuation, structure des phrases, «le ressenti").<br />2. Originalité (la façon dont le sujet est représenté.)<br />3. L'impact global.</i><br /><br />J'ai donc choisi une pièce courte mais intense, fort connue, de Baudelaire. J'adorais ce poème, plus jeune. J'ai tenté ce que j'ai pu pour essayer d'imiter notre dépressif national, à vous de dire si j'ai réussi ! Ponctuation, structures des phrases, sujet, ordres des rimes : tout est respecté. Je me suis parfois écarté de la versification originale (la métrique pure), comme au second hémistiche du premier vers (celui de Baudelaire est un exemple de virtuosité, inimitable.) J'adore cette idée, c'est génial ! Donnez-moi votre avis !<br /><br /><i>Pour cause de traduction, je pense, quasiment impossible, je vais concourir pour la beauté du sport. En effet, le concours est en langue anglaise. l'idée est à retenir : si on a quelques volontaires, on pourrait tenter la même, non ?</i><br /><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletgreen.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletgreen:" title="Bullet; Green"/> A prompt for the group of mademoiselle<br /><br /><a target="_self" href="http://hersoftestsoul.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/e/hersoftestsoul.jpg?2" alt=":iconhersoftestsoul:" title="Hersoftestsoul" /></a> , the delicate<br /><br /><a target="_self" href="http://prosepoetry-elegance.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/p/r/prosepoetry-elegance.png?5" alt=":iconprosepoetry-elegance:" title="Prosepoetry-Elegance" /></a><br /><br />Here the rules : <a href="http://fav.me/d544gwi">[link]</a><br /><br />I post it for the sport - I'm not able to translate my piece for the judges (you'll find Baudelaire's translation below). I try to respect all the rules, in french, with this powerful masterpiece of our national depressive in chief. I think it's not so bad!<br /><br /><br /><i>Here's an english translation about Baudelaire's piece :</i><br /><br /><br /><strong>De Profundis Clamavi</strong><br /><br />I do implore thy pity, Thou whom alone I love, &#8232;<br />Deep in this mournful vale wherein my heart is fallen. &#8232;<br />It is a world completely sad, where the low sullen &#8232;<br />Skies seem about to rain pure horror from above.<br /><br />A fireless sun swims over six months of every year; &#8232;<br />Six months of every year the earth is lost in shadow. &#8232;<br />It is a bleaker land than any Arctic meadow: &#8232;<br />Nor streams, nor flowers, nor fruits, nor birds, nor forests here!<br /><br />Surely there is no evil imaginable to compare &#8232;<br />With the cruelty of that cold sun in the cold air &#8232;<br />And that enormous night, like the first chaos of things;<br /><br />I envy the very animals, to whom slumber brings &#8232;<br />Over and over the gift of being thoughtless and blind, &#8232;<br />So slowly does the thread of these dark years unwind.<br /><br /> Baudelaire by George Dillon, Flowers of Evil (NY: Harper and Brothers, 1936) ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Ibant Obscuri Sola Sub Nocte<br /><br />J'invoque ton amour, Toi, la seule qui chante,<br />Blotti dans cet abysse où mon âme se meurt.<br />C'est une prison froide aux murailles sans c&#156;ur,<br />Où rôde dans le noir la mort à l'ample mante ;<br /><br />Des astres de gel bleu irradient le chemin,<br />Et si l'on s'en écarte alors l'ombre nous couvre ;<br />Le néant privé d'air devant nos larmes s'ouvre ;<br />- Sans âme, sans chaleur, sans repos, sans ta main !<br /><br />Rien dans notre univers n'est plus glaçant que cette<br />Solitude étoilée au givre noir qui jette<br />Les amants dévorés par le vide odieux ;<br /><br />J'eusse tant aim ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue"/> Au départ, un prompt pour le groupe de mademoiselle<br /><br /><a target="_self" href="http://hersoftestsoul.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/e/hersoftestsoul.jpg?2" alt=":iconhersoftestsoul:" title="Hersoftestsoul" /></a> , le bien nommé<br /><br /><a target="_self" href="http://prosepoetry-elegance.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/p/r/prosepoetry-elegance.png?5" alt=":iconprosepoetry-elegance:" title="Prosepoetry-Elegance" /></a><br /><br /><strong>Règles : Choisir l'un de ses poèmes favoris et tenter d'imiter son style. Faire son propre poème, mais refléter l'original dans le style et l'humeur. Les critères de jugement sont :</strong><br /><br /><i>1. Similitude de style (ponctuation, structure des phrases, «le ressenti").<br />2. Originalité (la façon dont le sujet est représenté.)<br />3. L'impact global.</i><br /><br />J'ai donc choisi une pièce courte mais intense, fort connue, de Baudelaire. J'adorais ce poème, plus jeune. J'ai tenté ce que j'ai pu pour essayer d'imiter notre dépressif national, à vous de dire si j'ai réussi ! Ponctuation, structures des phrases, sujet, ordres des rimes : tout est respecté. Je me suis parfois écarté de la versification originale (la métrique pure), comme au second hémistiche du premier vers (celui de Baudelaire est un exemple de virtuosité, inimitable.) J'adore cette idée, c'est génial ! Donnez-moi votre avis !<br /><br /><i>Pour cause de traduction, je pense, quasiment impossible, je vais concourir pour la beauté du sport. En effet, le concours est en langue anglaise. l'idée est à retenir : si on a quelques volontaires, on pourrait tenter la même, non ?</i><br /><br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletgreen.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletgreen:" title="Bullet; Green"/> A prompt for the group of mademoiselle<br /><br /><a target="_self" href="http://hersoftestsoul.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/h/e/hersoftestsoul.jpg?2" alt=":iconhersoftestsoul:" title="Hersoftestsoul" /></a> , the delicate<br /><br /><a target="_self" href="http://prosepoetry-elegance.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/p/r/prosepoetry-elegance.png?5" alt=":iconprosepoetry-elegance:" title="Prosepoetry-Elegance" /></a><br /><br />Here the rules : <a href="http://fav.me/d544gwi">[link]</a><br /><br />I post it for the sport - I'm not able to translate my piece for the judges (you'll find Baudelaire's translation below). I try to respect all the rules, in french, with this powerful masterpiece of our national depressive in chief. I think it's not so bad!<br /><br /><br /><i>Here's an english translation about Baudelaire's piece :</i><br /><br /><br /><strong>De Profundis Clamavi</strong><br /><br />I do implore thy pity, Thou whom alone I love, &#8232;<br />Deep in this mournful vale wherein my heart is fallen. &#8232;<br />It is a world completely sad, where the low sullen &#8232;<br />Skies seem about to rain pure horror from above.<br /><br />A fireless sun swims over six months of every year; &#8232;<br />Six months of every year the earth is lost in shadow. &#8232;<br />It is a bleaker land than any Arctic meadow: &#8232;<br />Nor streams, nor flowers, nor fruits, nor birds, nor forests here!<br /><br />Surely there is no evil imaginable to compare &#8232;<br />With the cruelty of that cold sun in the cold air &#8232;<br />And that enormous night, like the first chaos of things;<br /><br />I envy the very animals, to whom slumber brings &#8232;<br />Over and over the gift of being thoughtless and blind, &#8232;<br />So slowly does the thread of these dark years unwind.<br /><br /> Baudelaire by George Dillon, Flowers of Evil (NY: Harper and Brothers, 1936) ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Black Cloud Event: Prologue</title>
                <link>http://snor-laxed.deviantart.com/art/Black-Cloud-Event-Prologue-278303403</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Jan 2012 05:06:44 PST</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Black Cloud Event: Prologue</media:title>
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        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Snor-laxed</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://snor-laxed.deviantart.com">Copyright 2012-2013 =Snor-laxed</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ &#9830;<i><sup>*1:</sup> Ny Melding stands for 'New Message' in Norwegian.</i><br />________________________________________<br /><br />-flips a bus-<br /><br />Oh God, my first... literature... on dA? e____o<br /><br />So... I have given up on making the comic =3=<br />and decided to write instead, and prolly make some pics.<br /><br />This will be kind of a fic collab with my sis <a target="_self" href="http://lucasluver4ever.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/l/u/lucasluver4ever.gif?9" alt=":iconlucasluver4ever:" title="LucasLuver4ever"/></a><br />She'll make the next part of this prologue. And the story will flows depends on either Palmer or Eirik~ We'll see what will happen next.<br /><br />I'll thank a bunch my lovely <a target="_self" href="http://fireypheonix.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/f/i/fireypheonix.gif?14" alt=":iconfireypheonix:" title="fireypheonix"/></a> for correcting my grammar errors and flaws. ;u; ILUBBY <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart"/><br /><br />It's short but sweet~<br /><br /><b>Prologue: -HERE-<br />Part 1:</b> <a href="http://fav.me/d4masx2">[link]</a><br /><b>Alt. Part 2:</b> <a href="http://hikaithecat.deviantart.com/art/Black-Cloud-Event-Existimo-Ergo-Sum-279515734">[link]</a><br /><br />________________________<br /><b><br />Palmer Yashi © ~<a class="u" href="http://lucasluver4ever.deviantart.com/">LucasLuver4ever</a><br />Eirik Fjelstad © MOI :U</b> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ It was a regular, boring afternoon in the human world. Eirik minded his own job with polishing the burners, it was peaceful and quiet until his cell phone started to vibrate on the kitchen's counter.  <br /><br />"...?" &#150;Eirik raised his head as he felt the vibration,  he reached his hand and picked up the phone  to see a 'Ny Melding1' notification on the screen. The message popped up as he tapped on the 'Yes' button:<br /><br />-&#132;Emergency,  a big corruption at the Astra guild! Go to the Digital World immedietly! <br />PS: Transfer this to Sol's member Palmer Yashi!<br />-	The Lune Staff" &#150;<br /><br />Eirik's pupils narrowed ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ &#9830;<i><sup>*1:</sup> Ny Melding stands for 'New Message' in Norwegian.</i><br />________________________________________<br /><br />-flips a bus-<br /><br />Oh God, my first... literature... on dA? e____o<br /><br />So... I have given up on making the comic =3=<br />and decided to write instead, and prolly make some pics.<br /><br />This will be kind of a fic collab with my sis <a target="_self" href="http://lucasluver4ever.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/l/u/lucasluver4ever.gif?9" alt=":iconlucasluver4ever:" title="LucasLuver4ever"/></a><br />She'll make the next part of this prologue. And the story will flows depends on either Palmer or Eirik~ We'll see what will happen next.<br /><br />I'll thank a bunch my lovely <a target="_self" href="http://fireypheonix.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.net/avatars/f/i/fireypheonix.gif?14" alt=":iconfireypheonix:" title="fireypheonix"/></a> for correcting my grammar errors and flaws. ;u; ILUBBY <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart"/><br /><br />It's short but sweet~<br /><br /><b>Prologue: -HERE-<br />Part 1:</b> <a href="http://fav.me/d4masx2">[link]</a><br /><b>Alt. Part 2:</b> <a href="http://hikaithecat.deviantart.com/art/Black-Cloud-Event-Existimo-Ergo-Sum-279515734">[link]</a><br /><br />________________________<br /><b><br />Palmer Yashi © ~<a class="u" href="http://lucasluver4ever.deviantart.com/">LucasLuver4ever</a><br />Eirik Fjelstad © MOI :U</b> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Aftermath Madness Theather</title>
                <link>http://nekoofwanton.deviantart.com/art/Aftermath-Madness-Theather-136550293</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 07:46:11 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Aftermath Madness Theather</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Humor">literature/prose/fiction/humor</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">NekoofWanton</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://nekoofwanton.deviantart.com">Copyright 2009-2013 ~NekoofWanton</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ The first of many NY-themed one-shots starring Team E-Scope (Izzy/E-Scope, Eva, Noah), Team G-Scope (Gwen, Tyler, Cody) and Team Z-Scope (Ezekiel, Bridgette, Geoff).<br /><br />Many of you are thinking "I understand why Cody is on Gwen&#039;s team, but why Tyler?" I figured since Gwen isn&#039;t &#039;E-Scope-y&#039; enough to be the team&#039;s &#039;E-Scope&#039;, Tyler would fill the position much better. Plus you know the guy needs more luv. Hell, even Zeke has more fans, and Home-schooled had less screen time. I can totally see Tyler shaking his ass for the ladies.<br /><br />MaleStripper!Tyler FTW~<br />....or MonkeyKing!Tyler. I can&#039;t decide~<br /><br />TDA: Aftermath belongs to Teletoons.<br />Original "Neurotically Yours" episodes belong to Jonathan Ian Mathers. ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Tyler, wearing only a white tank top and red boxers, is in the bathroom, poking and grabbing his stomach.<br /><br />"I think I gained weight." He looks outside the door at Noah, who's at his computer typing. "Did I gain weight? I think I did."<br /><br />"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Noah stops typing and rolls his eyes.<br /><br />"You're a fat BASTARD! Who cares?" He looks back at his computer screen. "I'm having this issue with the E-Scope cult. We've almost conquered America. But it's a bit more difficult to reach overseas with all the-"<br /><br />"Really? You think I gained weight?" Tyler interrups, pointing at himself.<br /><br />"Yes," Noah looks annoyed. "Now stop obsessing over your fat ass ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ The first of many NY-themed one-shots starring Team E-Scope (Izzy/E-Scope, Eva, Noah), Team G-Scope (Gwen, Tyler, Cody) and Team Z-Scope (Ezekiel, Bridgette, Geoff).<br /><br />Many of you are thinking "I understand why Cody is on Gwen&#039;s team, but why Tyler?" I figured since Gwen isn&#039;t &#039;E-Scope-y&#039; enough to be the team&#039;s &#039;E-Scope&#039;, Tyler would fill the position much better. Plus you know the guy needs more luv. Hell, even Zeke has more fans, and Home-schooled had less screen time. I can totally see Tyler shaking his ass for the ladies.<br /><br />MaleStripper!Tyler FTW~<br />....or MonkeyKing!Tyler. I can&#039;t decide~<br /><br />TDA: Aftermath belongs to Teletoons.<br />Original "Neurotically Yours" episodes belong to Jonathan Ian Mathers. ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>Que Sera, Sera - 8</title>
                <link>http://reno-of-zee-turks.deviantart.com/art/Que-Sera-Sera-8-94895269</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2008 18:43:02 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">Que Sera, Sera - 8</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Teen">literature/prose/fiction/romantic/teen</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Reno-of-zee-Turks</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://reno-of-zee-turks.deviantart.com">Copyright 2008-2013 ~Reno-of-zee-Turks</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ First chapter: <a href="http://reno-of-zee-turks.deviantart.com/art/Que-Sera-Sera-1-68337705">[link]</a><br />Previous chapter: <a href="http://reno-of-zee-turks.deviantart.com/art/Que-Sera-Sera-7-87217986">[link]</a><br />Next chapter: <a href="http://reno-of-zee-turks.deviantart.com/art/Que-Sera-Sera-9-94896112">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />... it seems Kakashi will never learn, eh? We saw what happened with Obito&#039;s mom ... who knows how Lady Hatake will respond?! It couldn&#039;t possibly be as bad as Obito&#039;s mom ... could it?!<br />Ohh, the possibilities. &gt;D Anything could happen ... within reason, of course. xD Yeah, that&#039;s right, Reno&#039;s writing on impulse again, instead of actually planning things out ...<br />... well, whatever! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> This is my beloved story, and it shalst be written however I want it to be ...!<br />&gt;&gt; that said, any ideas fer next chapter? Suggestions and constructive criticism are LITERALLY always welcome. ^^ ... because I seriously have no idea what will come of next chapter ... ny help is appreciated! &#039;3&#039;<br />&#039;AND WHO IS THIS DEDICATED TO?&#039; you may ask ... the same person this story is <i>always</i> dedicated to: the lovely uketastic <a href="http://uberchicken.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/u/b/uberchicken.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconuberchicken:" title="uberchicken"/></a>, my Californian Pedobear.<br /><b>AND YES IT&#039;S A SHORT-ASS CHAPTER BUT FUCK IT, IT&#039;S POSTED AND YOU&#039;LL LIKE IT GODAMMIT</b> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ WARNING: this is shonen-ai. other than that, this chapter is a step above innocent, in my book. x3<br /><br />With a thunk, the suitcase was placed on the floor. Kakashi, who set the suitcase down, proceeded into the room. He took a seat on the edge of the bed, and looked around a moment.<br />"I'll need to buy a bigger bed, to fit the both of us ... so for now, I'll sleep on the couch, and you can sleep in here ..."<br />"You really don't have to do that for me, Kakashi ..." Obito murmured. "I'll rent a place on my own, and-"<br />Before he could finish his sentence, Kakashi's hand came up to cover his mouth, effectively silencing the young, pregnant Uchiha boy.  ]]></media:text>            
            <description><![CDATA[ First chapter: <a href="http://reno-of-zee-turks.deviantart.com/art/Que-Sera-Sera-1-68337705">[link]</a><br />Previous chapter: <a href="http://reno-of-zee-turks.deviantart.com/art/Que-Sera-Sera-7-87217986">[link]</a><br />Next chapter: <a href="http://reno-of-zee-turks.deviantart.com/art/Que-Sera-Sera-9-94896112">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />... it seems Kakashi will never learn, eh? We saw what happened with Obito&#039;s mom ... who knows how Lady Hatake will respond?! It couldn&#039;t possibly be as bad as Obito&#039;s mom ... could it?!<br />Ohh, the possibilities. &gt;D Anything could happen ... within reason, of course. xD Yeah, that&#039;s right, Reno&#039;s writing on impulse again, instead of actually planning things out ...<br />... well, whatever! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> This is my beloved story, and it shalst be written however I want it to be ...!<br />&gt;&gt; that said, any ideas fer next chapter? Suggestions and constructive criticism are LITERALLY always welcome. ^^ ... because I seriously have no idea what will come of next chapter ... ny help is appreciated! &#039;3&#039;<br />&#039;AND WHO IS THIS DEDICATED TO?&#039; you may ask ... the same person this story is <i>always</i> dedicated to: the lovely uketastic <a href="http://uberchicken.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/u/b/uberchicken.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconuberchicken:" title="uberchicken"/></a>, my Californian Pedobear.<br /><b>AND YES IT&#039;S A SHORT-ASS CHAPTER BUT FUCK IT, IT&#039;S POSTED AND YOU&#039;LL LIKE IT GODAMMIT</b> ]]></description>            </item>
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                <title>ten.ten.</title>
                <link>http://shootingstar2428.deviantart.com/art/ten-ten-139864443</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Oct 2009 18:16:37 PDT</pubDate>
                        <media:title type="plain">ten.ten.</media:title>
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                        <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
                <media:category label="Free Verse">literature/poetry/humanity/open</media:category>
        <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">shootingstar2428</media:credit>
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        <media:copyright url="http://shootingstar2428.deviantart.com">Copyright 2009-2013 ~shootingstar2428</media:copyright>            <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ seven years is a long time without you, Uncle Scott.<br /><br />NY Times article about the Marcy Bridge Collapse: <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.nytimes.com/2002/10/11/nyregion/pedestrian-bridge-collapses-killing-one-and-injuring-9.html">[link]</a> ]]></media:description>        
        <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ seven years ago today<br />he went to work <br />on a chilly october morning<br />and never returned.<br /><br />he had lived a good life<br />full of love and happiness,<br />which was brutally cut short that day<br />by an inexplicable act of God.<br /><br />so when the bridge crumbled beneath him<br />and he fell to the unfeeling ground,<br />he was cradled by the world&#146;s lament <br />at this bitter injustice.<br /><br />he left behind his soulmate<br />and three children:<br />the blossoms<br />of his love&#146;s cultivation.<br /><br />i left behind my regrets<br />and my teenage naivety:<br />the broken steps created <br />by my blanketed feelings.<br /><br />seven years ago, he fell<br />because he had no choice.<br /><br />seven years later, i fly<br />be ]]></media:text>            <media:thumbnail url="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs51/i/2009/283/b/4/ten_ten__by_shootingstar2428.jpg" height="197" width="300"/>            <media:thumbnail url="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs51/150/i/2009/283/b/4/ten_ten__by_shootingstar2428.jpg" height="99" width="150"/>            
            <description><![CDATA[ seven years is a long time without you, Uncle Scott.<br /><br />NY Times article about the Marcy Bridge Collapse: <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.nytimes.com/2002/10/11/nyregion/pedestrian-bridge-collapses-killing-one-and-injuring-9.html">[link]</a><br /><div><img src="http://th03.deviantart.net/fs51/150/i/2009/283/b/4/ten_ten__by_shootingstar2428.jpg" alt="thumbnail" /></div> ]]></description>            </item>
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