I'm surprised at what you believe. I'm that simple girl, skipping down the dirt path surrounded por trees, with a basket of goodies filled with the mother of my mother. I must be careful of the wolf, people think.
Please.
I am the wolf.
I'm the one fading in and out among the forest, stalking my prey. I don't just use claws and fangs; I use silver bullets and blades. I use my superhuman senses to smell them out.
No one suspects it. I've got secrecy on my side. A capuz, capa hides my ears, a saia covers the tail. And the red color wasn't to create the irony.
It's the color of blood.
So no one sees my destruction.
A little thing about blood...
It's a stupid thing. Too much of it kills you. Too little kills you.
We all have different types. A, B, O, and some are negative.
And vampires, which I believe in.
They say vampiros draw blood from the victim. They prey on beautiful women, and take it from their necks.
That's not correct.
Blood draws vampires. Think about it-- if those women could live without blood, would the vampiros attack them?
Didn't think so.
I'm not attempting to be so harsh, for those of you thinking that. I'm only straightfoward. I speak my opinion. I speak the truth.
If you don't like it, my sword has your name on it. And silver always finds it's target.
Afraid of the big, bad wolf?
You'll be very surprised when you meet her.
Please.
I am the wolf.
I'm the one fading in and out among the forest, stalking my prey. I don't just use claws and fangs; I use silver bullets and blades. I use my superhuman senses to smell them out.
No one suspects it. I've got secrecy on my side. A capuz, capa hides my ears, a saia covers the tail. And the red color wasn't to create the irony.
It's the color of blood.
So no one sees my destruction.
A little thing about blood...
It's a stupid thing. Too much of it kills you. Too little kills you.
We all have different types. A, B, O, and some are negative.
And vampires, which I believe in.
They say vampiros draw blood from the victim. They prey on beautiful women, and take it from their necks.
That's not correct.
Blood draws vampires. Think about it-- if those women could live without blood, would the vampiros attack them?
Didn't think so.
I'm not attempting to be so harsh, for those of you thinking that. I'm only straightfoward. I speak my opinion. I speak the truth.
If you don't like it, my sword has your name on it. And silver always finds it's target.
Afraid of the big, bad wolf?
You'll be very surprised when you meet her.
Another OC Poem
A team is a puzzle of armor,
Many of a single piece.
Fitting together with perfect precision,
Securing every chink.
(1)Fighting the shadows,
(2)Controlling the hidden,
(3)Creating a flame,
To do your bidding.
(4)Flying high as a sparrow,
(5)Wise as a leaf,
(6)Traveling in shadows,
Quick as a thief.
(7)A Phoenix fallen from grace,
(8)Plummet from the heaven,
(9)A dark winged angel,
To catch the fallen.
(10)Measure our distances speed,
(11)Put a speedster to sleep.
(12)Manipulate a natural law,
(13)Dive a hundred miles deep.
Every chink of armor,
Protected from harm.
A total set, invincibility,
No cause for alarm.
I was feeling really guilty for taking soooo long to post this. I'll do another with any remaining OCs I've missed because I know I missed many.
A team is a puzzle of armor,
Many of a single piece.
Fitting together with perfect precision,
Securing every chink.
(1)Fighting the shadows,
(2)Controlling the hidden,
(3)Creating a flame,
To do your bidding.
(4)Flying high as a sparrow,
(5)Wise as a leaf,
(6)Traveling in shadows,
Quick as a thief.
(7)A Phoenix fallen from grace,
(8)Plummet from the heaven,
(9)A dark winged angel,
To catch the fallen.
(10)Measure our distances speed,
(11)Put a speedster to sleep.
(12)Manipulate a natural law,
(13)Dive a hundred miles deep.
Every chink of armor,
Protected from harm.
A total set, invincibility,
No cause for alarm.
I was feeling really guilty for taking soooo long to post this. I'll do another with any remaining OCs I've missed because I know I missed many.