Foxes Never Could Fly.Why Try
 Author has written 5 stories for X-Men: Evolution, Warriors, and Inception. Quotes from my life: "When Life gives you lemons, squirt them in Life's eye and see how much Life likes lemons then!" -Mirana.White.Queen "And I said to him[snakemaster51, 'You'd think Medusa was hot even if her eyes lit up and her mouth opened wide and she looked like a she-voldemort?' and he said yes." -Me, after seeing Clash of the Titans with my buds "No! My snow cone! Mine! Rawr." -Hannah "Do you think I'm emo? No, wait, don't answer that..." -Hannah, after I tease her about possibly being emo. (I have nothing against emos, but she gets annoyed when I call her emo, so...I like to annoy her) "And if Medusa said no to my proposal, I'd go and kill Typhon, and then ask Echidna!" - Snakemaster51, our little snake-obsessive one. ;) "Good job! You failed epically." -Mirana.White.Queen "Haha, it's the Essex house! Take away the 'E' and the first 'S'" -Snakemaster51 "I'm the type of person who bumps into a chair and apologizes to it. I've actually done that." -Mirana.White.Queen. (And I've done that too.) "They say you're sane if you admit you're crazy. They say you're crazy if you say you're sane. If I do both, where does that leave me?" Me. "The circle said that the square was being an idiot. The square replied: 'At least I have vertexes!' Then I realized I was saying these things aloud..." Me If you believe everything is possible, then wouldn't it be possible for something to be impossible? Therefore, not everyhting would be possible..." Me, and I asked that to my teacher in math class. You can bet she had a headache afterward. "I hatched from an egg." Max. He proved it after showing us a photo of him as baby in an eggshell. "Vote Cornelia for President!" Snakemaster51, urging people to vote his snake as president. "Dad, if I rubbed this tube of red paint into your head, what would you do?" He replied "Is this what you talk to your friends about?" I asked him that when I was painting one day. Previous Pen Names 1. FoxWarrior17 2.Battling.Fox.Warrior.17 3. The.Mightiest.Fox.Soldier. 4. fOx.GiRl.Of.FiRe. 5.Sabrefox 6. Fox.Eyes.In.Darkness. 7. The Red Fox Will Pounce ~_UPDATES_~ I have many new stories, but I need some time...I cant go on here too much... ~_UPDATES_~ I saw a man in Taco bell one day. I walked inside, ordered a burrito, and someone behind me called me crazy. I whipped around, eyes ablaze and said through clenched teeth. "WHO SAID THAT?" No one owned up. "Hey, you! No, not you. Yeah, you, no, the guy with the taco. YOU CALLED ME CRAZY? I'M NOT CRAZY!" I jumped onto him, nails scartching and teeth biting. Later, the ambulence said he would be fine after some hospital care and therapy. But by then I had ran away. The cops have been chasing me since. So, Want to know more about me? Well I won't tell you. Oh, if you insist. But you better not stalk me. Or tell the cops. I mean it. Or you'll end up like that guy from before. MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA... (coughcoughcough...) MY NAME: Hunter (A Favorite name, not mine. You can call me Fox, Or any other diminuitive form of my Pen name) WHAT GENDER AM I? Female. MY REASON FOR WRITING? This is why, an excerpt from ColdFusion180's "Author, Acolyte"- "For fun," Pyro said passionately. "For the chance to just go and entertain the public. Writing is its own reward. It's not what you get for it; it's what you get out of it that matters." "Wow, that is very profound," Piotr blinked, impressed. "And to be the master of your own little written world," Pyro continued with a crazy look in his eye. "A chance to control everyone and everything with your mind. To have them do anything and everything you've ever wanted them to! For the power to control the universe and mold it to your desires! The power! THE POWER! HAHAHAHAHA!" WHAT RACE AM I? Caucasian. RELIGON: I am catholic, but I have more of a adjusted view on things... I don't shove my beliefs down your throat, I respect everyone's views. Unless your belief is that killing people in the name of your god is okay. Then we have problems. FAVORITE ANIMAL? Foxes. Cats and Wolves. Ferrets and weasels and hyenas. Basically any sneaky and mischievous furry animal. HOBBIES? I love to draw, play volleyball and soccer, go on the computer, and (imagine this) --write MY PET OF PURE AWESOMENESS: Sandy. She's a pit bull/ Labrador mix, loves to eat and sleep, run, jump, lick, and any dog thing times 2. WHERE AM I FROM? New York City baby. What I'll write about: X Men, X men Evolution, X men Evolution acolyte style, Alice In Wonderland (Tim Burton), POTC, Maximum ride, Coraline, Inception, stuff like that. Deal with it. Possibly some Dreamworks movies. FAVORITE MOVIES: Xmen series, Inception, Dreamworks movies, Get Smart, Karate Kid, Iron Man series, Alice in Wonderland, etc. FAVORITE MUSIC: Rock, Alternative, Some Punk rock, Some Country, Electronic, VERY RARELY POP. FAVORITE SINGERS/BANDS: Paramore, Three Days Grace, Nickelback, 3 Doors Down, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Pink, Train, Owl City, Matchbox Twenty, U2, Glee Cast, Evanescence, Daughtry, All American Rejects, Cascada, etc. My OCs: I love to make up OCs. What ever story they're in, I'll always own them. I won't own the other characters, but I'll own them. Some OCs- Alyss Mandrake-aka Red from X Men Evolution. Starbuck( It is a nick name) from Maximum Ride. Sydney from AIW-Alice in Wonderland By the way I have no crushes on any character whatsoever. I just like em alot. Okay? also Pyro is meh fav Xmen Evo chracter. Or at least for now. XP XD X3 :3 :3 O3o X3x OTL 9-9 0.0 o.o e.e -.- c.c I'm Hunter(or Fox, or Red, or Pounce, etc...) and I'm signing out! Enjoy my stories! Warning: some people say i'm insane. Me and Pyro would get along swimmingly. " A friend will bail you out of jail. A true friend is in the cell next to yours saying ' that was fun.' " "Believe it or not, I can draw" Jean Michael Basquiat HOMOPHOBIA IS GAY I am the boy who never finished school because I was called a fag everyday. I am the girl who got kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I was a lesbian. I am the prostitute working the streets because no one will hire a transseaxual. I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights. We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time. I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they wouldn't allow my partner of 27 years into the room. I am the foster child who wakes up to the nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me. I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before my high school graduation. It was just too much to bear. We are the couple who had the Realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one bedroom for two men. I am the one person who does not know which bathroom to use so the management doesn't come for me. I am the mother who is not even allowed to see the children I bore, nursed and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman. I am the father who never hugged my son because I grew up afraid to show affection to males. I am the Home Ec teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians could teach it. I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized i was transsexual. I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed the doors to my kind. I am the girl ashamed to tell my own friends that I am a lesbian because they make fun of them. I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men said they needed to 'teach me a lesson'. I am the person who needs to hide what this world needs the most: love. Seriously, people. Gay people are just like everyone else; they want love. But because minorities are discriminated, they are usually unable to find it. I have gay friends. I have friends with gay parents. I know gay people. It's not like they act differently or think differently than anyone else; is it really so bad to love someone? IF YOU BELIEVE THAT HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG- REPOST THIS Stereotypes SUCK I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic. I'm CROATIAN so I must be as fine as hell. I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo. (I am probably the happiest person in my school.) I'm PAGAN so I MUST worship Satan I prefer FANTASY and SCI-FI, so I MUST be out of touch with reality. (All the time, actually...) Stereotypes make no sense. Stereotypes suck. Stereotypes aren't cool. Stereotypes are WRONG. (But it is funny to see the stupid things they make up! At least to me...) Number your 12 favorite characters in no order and answer the questions!! 1. Wolverine (x-men/evo) 2. Pyro (x-men evo) 3. Sabretooth(x-men/evo) 4. Coraline (Coraline) 5. Jack Sparrow (POTC) 6. Amara (Xmen Evo) 7. Mad Hatter (AiW) 8. Maximum (MR) 9. Rin-rin (When she was 'evil' and in a human form) (Bleach) 10. Nudge (MR) 11. Rogue (X-men/evo) 12. Nightcrawler (X-men/evo) 1) Do you ever want to read a six/eleven fanfic? No... 2)Do you think Four is hot? How hot? She's twelve. Twelve year olds aren't 'hot'. 3)What would happen if Twelve married Eight? That would be so sweet! GO Max and Kurt! 4)Do you recall any fics about Nine? No. T^T I love Rinrin when she was EVIL! WAHHHH 5)Would Two and Six make a good couple? YES! YES! YES! PYRO AND AMARA ARE PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER! PERFECT I TELL YOU!!!!!!!! :D 6) Five/Nine or Five/Ten? Jack with Rinrin would be pretty epic, seeing how she's not really alive. And rinrin would kick is @$$. 7)What would happen if Seven walked in on Two and Twelve flirting? The Mad Hatter would go even Madder. 8)Make up a summary of a Three/Ten Fanfic. She could soar higher than anyone. She made his heart soar. He would do anything for her. Kill, even. (Sabertooth is creepy for liking Nudge...) 9)Is there any such thing as a One/Eight fluff? No, no...And that would be a bit creepy. The same type of Creepy as Three/Ten. 10)Suggest a title for a Seven/Twelve Hurt/Comfort fic. Hatter and Kurt? Hmm... "Bad Case of The Blues" Where hatter comforted Kurt. 11)What kind of plot would you use if you wanted Four to kill One? OMG. I have no frikkin idea...somehow Wolvie killed Wybie, maybe? And Coraline used her gardening tools to kill him, because that's his one true weakness? It would be a humor story. 12)Does anyone on your friends list read Three? No. T^T only me. 13) Does anyone on your friends list write or draw Eleven? Rogue? Maybe. 14) Would anyone on your friends list write Two/Four/Five ? I don't think it exists. And no. 15) What might ten scream at a moment of great passion? "OH MY GOD!!!!!" I don't know what Nudge would say. xD 16) If you wrote a song-fic about Eight, what song would you choose? Songfic about Max. Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson. That one was easy. 17) If you wrote a One/Six/Twelve fic, what would the warning be? WARNING: Contains charred skin and fur. Perhaps melting of hair. And violence. 18) What might be a good pick-up line for Ten to use on Two? Nudge on Pyro. "Hey, wanna come over my place and light a candle?"...that might get Pyro's attention. 19) How might Eleven describe a relationship between Two and Eight? Rogue describing Pyro and Max. "My Gawd. Didn't see thaht wahne comin'." 20) How emo is Seven? Mad Hatter. Emo. Hmm...MAybe one fourth, in some people's eyes? Otherwise, not much... I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back."The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll." Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. "It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her." I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there." His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'' My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall." Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me." "I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister." Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?'' "OK" he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!" Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!'' "I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'' "My mommy loves white roses." A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. Now you have 2 choices: 1) Repost this message, or 2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and read even if you don't. A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away. As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely. The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t re-post it? Re-post this if you truly believe in God, and even if you don't. PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter what, Even when you can't see him, God is there! Believe! º¤ø„¸¨°º¤ø„¸¸„ø¤º°¨¸„ø¤º°¨ If you believe Fred Weasley is alive, copy and paste this into your profile! RULES: 1.) IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY (I AM)? 2.) HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF? 3.) WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL? 4.) HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY? 5.) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE? 6.) WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO? 7.) WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU? 8.) WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU? 9.) WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN? 10.) WHAT IS 2 + 2? 11.) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND? 12.) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY? 13.) WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP? 14.) WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE? 15.) WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING? 16.) WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL? 17.) WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST? 18.) WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR? 19.) WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET? 20.) WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW? 21.) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS? Keep Holding On --Hmm...I don't know what comment I should make here. 22.) WHAT WILL YOUR CHILDREN BE LIKE? 23.) WHAT IS YOUR PET LIKE? 24.) WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SAYING? Readymade --??????????????? 25.) WHAT DO YOU DREAM ABOUT? 26.) WHAT DOES THE OPPOSITE GENDER THINK ABOUT YOU? 27.) WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT SCHOOL? 28). WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT LOVE? 29.) WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT YOUR LIFE? We Believe --that optimism is the best thing ever. 30.) WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOU ARE SAD? TAG YOUR IT!! YOUR GUY SIDE: You've played with/against boys on a team. YOUR GIRL SIDE: |
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