That DayEvery day was the same now. Empty. Every morning when he woke up, reality was somehow worse, with its blank, black emptiness, than the nightmares that filled his sleep. The world was... lonely. No, more than just lonely. It was barren, pitch-black, worthless. Devoid of anything the one thing that made life worth living. He was alone. The one person for whom he had continued breathing was gone.
He tried not to become too depressed, to keep himself out of the black depths that beckoned. But.... it was like the sun was gone. Without that one central, guiding light, who could anyone stay away from the darkness?
During the day it wasn't quite as bad. At least people made sure he was never left by himself, and they tried to cheer him up. Even if everyone involved knew it was hopeless.
At night, though.... at night he was alone.
ETF and ZOMBIES 2They managed to make it across town without being eaten, and dashed up onto Nick Matthews' porch, with Max whacking a zombie with his branch as they went.
They banged on the door and after a moment, a suspicious eye showed through the window beside. When the said eye saw who it was, there was the sound of numerous locks and bolts being undone in record time, and the door flew open.
"Hey, guys!" Nick yelled, dragging them all inside. "Get in here before you get eaten!"
"We came here because we figured you'd have the most zombie-proof house in town," Robert explained.
"Nickie!" Monte cried, flinging himself on Nick.
"You got that right, I've been working on it for like six months now. Got some extra locks" - he was at this moment fastening the eighth lock again - "a few weapons-"
"Dang," Max breathed, staring around the room the walls of which were so covered with various guns, knives, and swords that the wallpaper might as well be nonexistent.
AttentionSenior year. Bill had anticipated that it would be difficult, but only in terms of how much schoolwork they would have.
Sometime during the first week, a new girl arrived at the school. She was pretty. Long, straight dark brown hair with bright pink underneath; big brown eyes; rosy cheeks. She walked into the classroom with her little black, pleated skirt, her dark purple jacket, and her knee-high black boots and looked about for a place to sit. The only empty spot was beside Bill, and he smiled at her, trying to be friendly. She smiled back and came over unhesitatingly. She had a cute walk she kind of bounced with every step, and it was adorable.
"Hey," Bill said, as she sat down beside him.
"Hi." She studied his face, seeming to note that his hair was very long and black, and that he was wearing eyeliner. "I'm Lacey Rodriguez!"
"I'm Bill Kaulit
An Airplane Adventure with Tokio Hotel"Come ON!" Gustav yelled, dragging his suitcase toward the door. "We have to leave NOW!"
"Wait!" Bill called from upstairs. "We can't go yet!"
"We're already late! Our flight leaves in ten minutes!"
"But I have to do my haaaiiiir...."
Gustav sighed loudly; he and Georg ran upstairs and began dragging on Bill's arms. "Come ON, your hair isn't that important!"
"Yes it ISSSSSSS....." Bill insisted, sounding whiny.
Somehow he was solid as a rock, as if he were attached to the floor, despite his thin, fragile-looking frame. No matter how the other two pulled even when they yelled for Tom and his muscle to come help they couldn't budge Bill an inch. He remained there before the bathroom mirror, teasing and straightening his long, black hair to perfection.
"Aaaand..... there..... no wait, that bit doesn't look right," he muttered to himself as he went along. The rest of the band had stopped
A Very MCR ChristmasTwo days before Christmas, My Chemical Romance was very nearly all prepared. Ray was madly baking trays and trays of cookies, which Gerard was just as madly eating as soon as they were cool enough. The kitchen was covered in little flecks of flour and splatters of cookie dough. Frank was trying to put up the Christmas tree and Mikey was 'helping' him. How much he was actually assisting and how much he was being a bother was unsure. The tree had already been knocked over twice.
All the time those two were 'working,' Mikey was chattering excitedly about the holiday that was so soon, telling Frank, who was hardly listening, what he wanted. "Do you think Santa will bring it for me?" he finished, gazing at Frank.
"Um..." Frank stared at him, thinking, He still believes in Santa!?
Ray and Gerard had heard him from the kitchen and both froze, Ray with a bowl of cookie dough in one hand and Gerard with his
the invisible wall 19Ruki was smiling and blushing as Kai brought out a cake, covered in frosting and strawberries. "Happy birthday to you," the drummer sang, and everyone else joined in.
"What do you wish for, Ruki?" Aoi asked, as Ru stared at the candles that burned so bright in the dark room.
"Um....." Ruki considered for a minute, then took a deep breath and blew out all the tiny flames.
Rei flipped the lights back on a few seconds after the room went black. "Happy birthday, Ru-kun!"
Miyavi snatched the knife out from under Kai's fingers and brandished it in the air. "Can I cut the cake, can I cut it?"
"Oi!" Kai yelled. "Stop swinging that around! You're going to kill someone!" He grabbed Myv's arm and took the knife back. "How about I do it, Ruki?"
Ruki giggled as Kai cut the first slice of cake and set it before him. "Thank you, everyone," he said, still blushing.