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A SuperWhovian Crossover - Collaberation.5th of September, 1948, Lawrence, KansasA SuperWhovian Crossover - Collaberation. by *The-Epic-One1
"I can’t believe you dragged me into this, Dean."
Sam Winchester stood in a sterile white office space, complete with fancy rotating chairs, framed certificates hanging imperiously on the stark wall and the two shiny plaques sitting proudly on two brand-spanking-new cherry oak desks, clean and uniform without a speck of dust on their smooth surfaces. The desk on the left held Sam Winchester’s own plaque, while his brother’s, Dean’s, was placed carefully on the right desk. ‘Paranormal Investigators’ was engraved boldly in italics under each name. He eyed each detail of the room with equal measure of weariness and suspicion, wondering how much his brother had actually spent on this spontaneous refurbishment; he crossed his arms across his chest, and his features were deeply lined with a perturbed exasperation.
Dean Winchester walked the length of the room, twirling a charcoal grey hat in his hand, and bea
Lest You ForgetAs I looked into the starry skyLest You Forget by *The-Epic-One1
And watched the path being paved with gold
I saw my life in a single sigh
And watched my death slowly unfold.
It was a slow death, drawn and long
As I watch the pavement meet my eyes
As I lay to listen for the angels’ song
A singular thought ran through my mind.
“Will I be remembered,” I suddenly cried.
But no-one stopped to offer a glance.
“Will I be forgotten?” it ran through my mind.
“Will I not be given a second chance?”
Then all went black, I woke up to see
My heart racing, my forehead dowsed with sweat
I pen these lines for all to see
Because the Timer of life has now been set.
This isn’t a legacy for when I leave
But a simple reminder, lest you forget.
Fearing MeI'm not afraid to cryFearing Me by `dreamsinstatic
and I do it
a lot more than you would guess.
It isn't always sadness,
I just feel like I need to,
feel everything so strongly
that it's the only way
to let go for a moment
because if I hold on for too long,
if my grip gets too tight
I'll break myself,
I will break you like glass
and we will both
I am a good guy
who hasn't yet found a way
to show it,
I am a good guy
who still identifies with the villains,
hides everything important
anything to throw you
off of my trail....
and I don't know why,
but I am trying.
Maybe I think
that if you could see me,
the real me,
you wouldn't want to look anymore,
want to be anywhere near me,
and the idea
that I can't add up
to be enough for you,
to be enough for me,
is so fucking heart breaking
I can hardly fathom it.
I can't say that it doesn't hurt
because it does,
it hurts a whole hell of a lot,
I've come to depend on pain,
to befriend misery
ULJA P1E2 You don't know what you're involved inEpisode 2: You don't know what you're involved inULJA P1E2 You don't know what you're involved in by *JameyoftheMegacosmos
Written by: Mister Drake/JameyoftheMegacosmos
Complex Basement- The concrete basement very below Aya's apartment complex. Most of the space is empty flooring, containing only a few shelves for tools, a couple lights, panels for controlling the building's utilities, and a set of washing machines. It is still rarely visited by the tenants or the owner, making it perfect for one to arrange activity.
Mind Landscape- An alternate world that is usually shaped like a large brain with gas clouds of certain colors and brick wall lining. The sides would show visuals of certain memories by the host, but no sound. Aya can also heal or tamper with the host's body via the nervous system.
Finch's Apartment- The main home of the Aya's complex owner. Made up of a bathroom, kitchen, living room, and a bedroom.
(Previous Recap: 1)
Aya: As you can see, my life has always been like usual stories. Whether at
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