JessieTargaryen
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Celestial Queen-in-Waiting
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- Old Guild Username: Jasonhero
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6 yrs ago
Hey guys, don't catch the flu. It sucks! - PSA from your friendly neighborhood Targaryen
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7 yrs ago
Our father's were evil men, all of us. They left the world worse than they found it. We're not going to do that, we're going to leave the world better than we found it - Daenerys Targaryen
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8 yrs ago
Time and space - time to be alone, space to move about - these may well become the great scarcities of tomorrow. - Edwin Way Teale
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8 yrs ago
Ever make a mistake so bad, that it hurts every time you just think of it? Ever wish you could go back in time and fix everything so you didn't hurt the one who matters most? Yeah, me too.
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8 yrs ago
Hail Hydra!
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Do not go gentle into that good night
By: Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
By: Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Jason, meanwhile, was walking through the abandoned station wondering what the hell had happened aboard Sevastapol. The boy was here because he had been attached to a squad of Weyland-Yuntani employees to retrieve the flight recorder for the Nostromo. The ship that one of his best friends, and his mother figure in his life, Amanda Ripley's own mother had been a board when it self destructed out here. As he approached the door, it did not open. Which was strange, so the boy pulled out the hacking tool that he had taken from a dead body. (Did all stations look abandoned and have dead bodies everywhere?). He sat there and messed with the controls until he unlocked the door. Jason stepped inside and looked around. "Anybody in here?"
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10 yrs ago
Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
You already know who I ish using xP
Jason watched as the girl asked him to go, looking at him now as opposed to staring at the floor, the boy smiled slightly as he got up in response to her asking him to go with her. For some reason the fact that She wanted him to go built up a giddy excitement inside of him
"I can go with you if you want, or I'll stay here if you want to be alone" The boy says as he looks at the girl, curious about why she refuses to make eye contact with him.
Jason nodded towards the girl sitting across from him. "I figured it was something bad up there. But for all we know it could be something that would help us or damn near destroy the world." The boy said, he noticed that her face was red
Jason looks at Ash after Kara had left. "So..... what do you think might be up there? " He said softly to her, genuinely curious about what she thought was up there, his eyes lingered just long enough on hers that anybody paying attention would be able to tell he found her attractive, because she had pretty eyes and those were a huge thing to the half-demon. It just helped that she was attractive the rest of the way.
Jason jumped at Ash talking to him. "Sorry. Sorry, I was deep in thought." He said before following her into the room. Whenever Kara opened the door Jason looked up. "I'm curious but afraid of what I'll find." He says and leaves it at that.
Jason nodded at the girl and stood up, stepping outside of the room and closing the door. So that he was staring at the wall opposite of the room to give the girl her privacy. The boy understood the need for privacy, so he waited while the girl changed, mulling over different theories in his head as to why they were all dragged here by this man. A couple of theories did have sound background to the boy, and one scared him immensely. It could be his father who did all this, in order to eliminate the threats to his domain. Why would Jason, the chosen successor to the throne be here?
The boy thought this as he slipped into a memory of when the demon appeared to try to kill him, something about a prophecy in which the boy would kill his own father and take over the throne, then turn the realm of the dead away from his father's evil intentions. Something his father wanted to avoid. That prophecy made his father paranoid, and to Jason it made perfect sense for him to do this. But the boy knew that it was actually rather unlikely his father was involved. Just that small fear eating away at him...
The boy was so lost in thought that he would have never noticed if the door were to open, (being that Ash was done getting changed and letting him back into the room)
The boy thought this as he slipped into a memory of when the demon appeared to try to kill him, something about a prophecy in which the boy would kill his own father and take over the throne, then turn the realm of the dead away from his father's evil intentions. Something his father wanted to avoid. That prophecy made his father paranoid, and to Jason it made perfect sense for him to do this. But the boy knew that it was actually rather unlikely his father was involved. Just that small fear eating away at him...
The boy was so lost in thought that he would have never noticed if the door were to open, (being that Ash was done getting changed and letting him back into the room)
"Don't be. Not your fault" The boy says softly to the girl as he looks at the way she is hiding behind her legs. She was still clearly scared of him. This fact bothered the boy more than it should have, as he looked over her. Hoping she would learn not to fear him
"I don't do Contained " The boy growled lowly, before adjusting himself so the girl knew that he wasn't directing his anger at her. "Bad memories from being contained" He whispers softly and looks her over.
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