Sunday, October 31, 2010
Leukoplakia Of Tongue
The Last Waltz (1 / 25)
Title: The Last Waltz
chapter title: The Waltz ~ Overture
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cuddlymicch
Fandom: Original
Characters : John Mancini, Amanda Fournier, Lueur d'Espoir. (Appointed: Winald Berger, Hans Heidenreich)
Rating: PG16
Prompt used:![[info]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_ujV8JsaHmtoXsFGfm9NeddL8qOB76HZn_ivNTUiClrlO5EN6r3s8hX7J-bu7w1Y4AzrEiIeh9Ep1rxZOYDOMBGFsrJY0NonB0dwEC2ku2hGlT4qey-bg=s0-d)
bingo_italia : Morning; 100prompt : 42. Cold
Word Count: 1361 [Word Counter]
Warning: / /
Disclaimer: The main story from which the characters are drawn was completely invented by me. There have been narrated characters / locations / events that are not the result of my collective imagination, except for the historical background to which I was inspired.
Tables: Quotes ; Bingo ; 100Prompt
The dawn of a cold September day tinged the sky the warm colors of the morning as the sun rose on the shores of Lake Waren. The wind blew over the town of Müritz, sweeping the ice that formed overnight on the streets still deserted.
From its strategic point, pulled behind the battlements of the walls, John watched the rising profile of the solar disk in a lilac sky strangely devoid of clouds. Pressed against the brick wall, sank in the face of continuous wool scarf for protection against the cold which struck him, up the valley, affecting cheeks flushed like a razor.
A blanket of white snow enveloped the hills around the city, seen from above, seemed still asleep under the blanket of starry night vanished.
Steps away, perhaps from the court, they blend of blasts from the whistle in the lake.
few more minutes of peaceful calm and then, with the wake-up alarm, the entire academy would have jumped down from the camp.
the morning, when the sun made its appearance in the sky chasing away the stars, was the only time that John could be alone with his thoughts, nestled next to the slots of the walls.
No one knew of her "secret place" and, if the news was made public, everyone would be too busy to plan silly exercises strength training to care for a void as an Italian doctor without liver.
If you were in that situation was the fault of his teacher, who had insisted so much to bring with him to Germany. But Amanda was an intelligent woman and she knew what she was doing. Had only to try to have faith in you, after the had saved his life.
not stay long to watch the sunrise: the thunderous sound of rubber boots that were in a hurry to get to the canteen for breakfast interrupted the silence that had enveloped him, followed by the screams of some prefect impatiently for the laziness of some students Left to sleep in his bed.
front of the clinic was greeted by two boys waiting to take off points on the arm. Months before had been brought there for emergency treatment after their partner, during an exercise, he had unwittingly opened fire without permission of the professor. John had made them along with his teacher. When had arrived, there were three of those kids. For what we have unfortunately not found the weapon in front there was nothing to do.
"Where have you been? "Amanda's voice made him jump. The doctor was standing by the door, arms crossed, staring at him. He seemed quite angry. "Well? "
John smiled. "I came to get some fresh air, as she had fallen asleep. "
" Come, we have work to do. By the way, the test yesterday ... "
" Miss, should stop thinking about his work. It seems exhausted, why not go to breakfast? Sa, General attaches great importance to his presence! And then, believe me, it takes the coffee. "The lunchroom
had never liked, and think about it, the reason was also simple: after the diners that usually sat the cadets, the largest table was reserved for teachers and, sometimes, guests distinguished. And
be eating between Amanda and the general who for months had tried to kill him was not exactly pleasant.
Winald Berger had never liked it. But it was not only within the academy. She hated almost all the professors, foolish men excited and sick of war unable to hold a discussion other than their stupid conjectures on race.
Lueur and Hans, who usually sat on the opposite side of the table, however, were among the best people he had ever known. They were a teacher of philosophy and literature (captain in the Wehrmacht, to be precise) and a young French art history graduate who acted as his secretary. With them you could speak out without risking a court-martial, which, from a certain point of view, it was a good thing. Too bad you could speak so rarely, given the duty to John to be locked into that hole that was his office.
Amanda, however, could free to run the academy.
"John, good morning! "That morning
, Lueur sat in the usual place, strangely alone, drumming his fingers on the oak bored with doing.
John smiled, approaching. "Good morning to you! "He heard the doctor
posargli hand on his shoulder. "Where's Captain Heidenreich? He hissed, haughty, arching his eyebrows blonde. "Strange not to see you all today. Do you feel ill? "
She sighed, suddenly becoming worried. " I fear you feel unwell, was terribly pale. I had to force him to stay in bed, I think you're sick. "
" Really? So is the case that is to be examined, do not you think? "It was amazing how
Amanda became cold front Lueur. Yet she had never done anything wrong. Perhaps he considered a rival, or perhaps only considered an inferior being. After all of the hair could not compete with the straw-colored curls of Dr. Fournier. And to say that she had relatives in France.
However, that day would be too tired to even bother to attack, so that not even the expected response of the girl and went doing shrugs.
"John? "Lueur grazed his arm, getting up from his seat. His shirt was stained with coffee, as if carelessly on the inverted cup.
He looked at her, shaking his head. "Yes? "
" I could talk in private for a moment? "
At that moment, at six-thirty in the morning, in the cafeteria of a military academy in the middle of Germany, in a September day in 1943, could not even imagine what was waiting for him. Perhaps it was for this reason that in his candid ignorance, the young doctor just nodded and followed the girl in the hallway.
Some groups of students exceeded them without bothering to look, too busy to run to not be late for breakfast. When
turned the corner and found themselves in the yard, alone, in the snow, Lueur decided to stop. He seemed more worried than before.
John wondered if the illness of Hans was not anything serious. With temperatures like those it took was a trifle to contract bronchitis and given the time they ran, it was not easy to heal.
"You know, keep a secret? "Lueur looked at him. In those eyes hazel The boy read the anguish.
laughed. "Of course I do keep! "
" I'm not kidding. This is serious. So? Think you can do? "
" Lueur that happen? "
" Then ? "
not answered. The minutes passed, and Lueur stood in the snow, close in his white suit, his eyes focused on the face of the doctor.
Then, as if he had received the answer, walked toward the gates open, disappearing behind the high walls of academia. And John followed her, cursing the cold wind that kept blowing on his face, making him shiver.
arrived in the annexe of the main entrance behind the guardhouse. There was no money around, there were no officers, there were no dogs or guns trained on anyone who attempted to get to. Just an old wooden door with a deadbolt locked from outside.
Lueur rummaged in the pockets of her dress, extracting the key to open the padlock on the chains.
When the door opened, it took a few seconds for John's eyes became accustomed to the darkness of the hut. When he was able to distinguish the figures around him, he thought seriously about to faint.
The body at his feet, wrapped in sheets soiled with blood, was a secret bigger than he was ready to swear to keep.
In the annex of the academy, near the entrance, with the first light of a cold morning in late September, the blond hair of the corpse was the only thing that could attach to the face of Hans. The rest, including the rigid features of the face had been masked by the paths of blood gushed from his forehead devastated by the blows of a gun.
Title: The Last Waltz
chapter title: The Waltz ~ Overture
Author:
cuddlymicch Fandom: Original
Characters : John Mancini, Amanda Fournier, Lueur d'Espoir. (Appointed: Winald Berger, Hans Heidenreich)
Rating: PG16
Prompt used:
bingo_italia : Morning; 100prompt : 42. Cold Word Count: 1361 [Word Counter]
Warning: / /
Disclaimer: The main story from which the characters are drawn was completely invented by me. There have been narrated characters / locations / events that are not the result of my collective imagination, except for the historical background to which I was inspired.
Tables:
WALTZ I - Overture
The dawn of a cold September day tinged the sky the warm colors of the morning as the sun rose on the shores of Lake Waren. The wind blew over the town of Müritz, sweeping the ice that formed overnight on the streets still deserted.
From its strategic point, pulled behind the battlements of the walls, John watched the rising profile of the solar disk in a lilac sky strangely devoid of clouds. Pressed against the brick wall, sank in the face of continuous wool scarf for protection against the cold which struck him, up the valley, affecting cheeks flushed like a razor.
A blanket of white snow enveloped the hills around the city, seen from above, seemed still asleep under the blanket of starry night vanished.
Steps away, perhaps from the court, they blend of blasts from the whistle in the lake.
few more minutes of peaceful calm and then, with the wake-up alarm, the entire academy would have jumped down from the camp.
the morning, when the sun made its appearance in the sky chasing away the stars, was the only time that John could be alone with his thoughts, nestled next to the slots of the walls.
No one knew of her "secret place" and, if the news was made public, everyone would be too busy to plan silly exercises strength training to care for a void as an Italian doctor without liver.
If you were in that situation was the fault of his teacher, who had insisted so much to bring with him to Germany. But Amanda was an intelligent woman and she knew what she was doing. Had only to try to have faith in you, after the had saved his life.
not stay long to watch the sunrise: the thunderous sound of rubber boots that were in a hurry to get to the canteen for breakfast interrupted the silence that had enveloped him, followed by the screams of some prefect impatiently for the laziness of some students Left to sleep in his bed.
front of the clinic was greeted by two boys waiting to take off points on the arm. Months before had been brought there for emergency treatment after their partner, during an exercise, he had unwittingly opened fire without permission of the professor. John had made them along with his teacher. When had arrived, there were three of those kids. For what we have unfortunately not found the weapon in front there was nothing to do.
"Where have you been? "Amanda's voice made him jump. The doctor was standing by the door, arms crossed, staring at him. He seemed quite angry. "Well? "
John smiled. "I came to get some fresh air, as she had fallen asleep. "
" Come, we have work to do. By the way, the test yesterday ... "
" Miss, should stop thinking about his work. It seems exhausted, why not go to breakfast? Sa, General attaches great importance to his presence! And then, believe me, it takes the coffee. "The lunchroom
had never liked, and think about it, the reason was also simple: after the diners that usually sat the cadets, the largest table was reserved for teachers and, sometimes, guests distinguished. And
be eating between Amanda and the general who for months had tried to kill him was not exactly pleasant.
Winald Berger had never liked it. But it was not only within the academy. She hated almost all the professors, foolish men excited and sick of war unable to hold a discussion other than their stupid conjectures on race.
Lueur and Hans, who usually sat on the opposite side of the table, however, were among the best people he had ever known. They were a teacher of philosophy and literature (captain in the Wehrmacht, to be precise) and a young French art history graduate who acted as his secretary. With them you could speak out without risking a court-martial, which, from a certain point of view, it was a good thing. Too bad you could speak so rarely, given the duty to John to be locked into that hole that was his office.
Amanda, however, could free to run the academy.
"John, good morning! "That morning
, Lueur sat in the usual place, strangely alone, drumming his fingers on the oak bored with doing.
John smiled, approaching. "Good morning to you! "He heard the doctor
posargli hand on his shoulder. "Where's Captain Heidenreich? He hissed, haughty, arching his eyebrows blonde. "Strange not to see you all today. Do you feel ill? "
She sighed, suddenly becoming worried. " I fear you feel unwell, was terribly pale. I had to force him to stay in bed, I think you're sick. "
" Really? So is the case that is to be examined, do not you think? "It was amazing how
Amanda became cold front Lueur. Yet she had never done anything wrong. Perhaps he considered a rival, or perhaps only considered an inferior being. After all of the hair could not compete with the straw-colored curls of Dr. Fournier. And to say that she had relatives in France.
However, that day would be too tired to even bother to attack, so that not even the expected response of the girl and went doing shrugs.
"John? "Lueur grazed his arm, getting up from his seat. His shirt was stained with coffee, as if carelessly on the inverted cup.
He looked at her, shaking his head. "Yes? "
" I could talk in private for a moment? "
At that moment, at six-thirty in the morning, in the cafeteria of a military academy in the middle of Germany, in a September day in 1943, could not even imagine what was waiting for him. Perhaps it was for this reason that in his candid ignorance, the young doctor just nodded and followed the girl in the hallway.
Some groups of students exceeded them without bothering to look, too busy to run to not be late for breakfast. When
turned the corner and found themselves in the yard, alone, in the snow, Lueur decided to stop. He seemed more worried than before.
John wondered if the illness of Hans was not anything serious. With temperatures like those it took was a trifle to contract bronchitis and given the time they ran, it was not easy to heal.
"You know, keep a secret? "Lueur looked at him. In those eyes hazel The boy read the anguish.
laughed. "Of course I do keep! "
" I'm not kidding. This is serious. So? Think you can do? "
" Lueur that happen? "
" Then ? "
not answered. The minutes passed, and Lueur stood in the snow, close in his white suit, his eyes focused on the face of the doctor.
Then, as if he had received the answer, walked toward the gates open, disappearing behind the high walls of academia. And John followed her, cursing the cold wind that kept blowing on his face, making him shiver.
arrived in the annexe of the main entrance behind the guardhouse. There was no money around, there were no officers, there were no dogs or guns trained on anyone who attempted to get to. Just an old wooden door with a deadbolt locked from outside.
Lueur rummaged in the pockets of her dress, extracting the key to open the padlock on the chains.
When the door opened, it took a few seconds for John's eyes became accustomed to the darkness of the hut. When he was able to distinguish the figures around him, he thought seriously about to faint.
The body at his feet, wrapped in sheets soiled with blood, was a secret bigger than he was ready to swear to keep.
In the annex of the academy, near the entrance, with the first light of a cold morning in late September, the blond hair of the corpse was the only thing that could attach to the face of Hans. The rest, including the rigid features of the face had been masked by the paths of blood gushed from his forehead devastated by the blows of a gun.
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I just found another writing community with an idea so brilliant to say: "Come on, so I have time," and enroll immediately.
Seriously, the bingo_italia is a genius XD
I wonder how people manage to have them come to mind certain ideas. W.
o___o do not know yet who write "LOL.
Meanwhile, here's the ticket *-*
No, I did not win three million € playing a board (magari!).
I just found another writing community with an idea so brilliant to say: "Come on, so I have time," and enroll immediately.
Seriously, the
bingo_italia is a genius XD I wonder how people manage to have them come to mind certain ideas. W.
Meanwhile, here's the ticket *-*
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Friday, October 29, 2010
Driver For Card Reader Rb-539
WAKE UP! \\ O /
fandom DEMENTED LADY THAT YOU ARE NOT MORE! EXIT OUT OF YOUR SHAME AND Lethargy LEVATI slices of salami THOSE EYES ON YOU, SO DO NOT MAKE IT 'GOOD!
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E 'A QUESTION OF CHARACTER?
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* * end vent
I kept inside me for a while 'and I finally snapped.
What I'm seeing in my fandom I do not like you really do not like.
Of course, I speak of that's on FandomDemente EFP, not more.
Monday, October 25, 2010
Best Boston Butt On Big Green Egg
Ismailovsky
Title: Ismailovsky
Author: cuddlymicch
Fandom: Original
Characters: Ivan and Sabina Petrovsky - (Nominated: Igor Petrovsky)
Rating: PG14
Prompt: " a room or a house, it becomes more similar to those who live ." FW - Halloween Party : Something unexpected; 100prompt: 55. Freedom
Word Count: 509 [Word Counter]
Warning: / /
Disclaimer: The main story where the characters are drawn was completely invented by me. Were not used characters / locations / events that are not the result of my collective imagination, except for the historical background to which I I'm inspired.
Table: Here
Ismailovsky with thirteen bells rang midnight, breaking the silence with an elegant harmony of a winter night in St. Petersburg.
Ivan put his cigarette to his mouth, inspiring deeply the bitter taste of tobacco. Every time I open her mouth, saw his hot breath dissolve in the high dark skies of Russia. Not far away, somewhere in the night, a baby crying.
sighed, settling on a black leather coat. A strange sense of freedom wrapped him that night. His clipboard lying in the freshly fallen snow, and undefiled, without even a word scrawled to ruin that perfection. The pencil had lost.
"Are not you cold? "
Sabina's voice startled him.
always arrived by stealth, his sister, as if he had something to hide. When he walked in the snow, even the roar of his boots was completely undetectable.
The boy smiled, pointing to the sky. 'It such a beautiful evening, it would be a shame to remain closed in the house, no? "
" It 's a beautiful evening, yes, but it's cold. Get sick, you know? "Sabina looked at him, his breath warming his hands gloved. "You can know what are you waiting for? "
" Something unexpected . I do not know what, though. "
" Ivan, you're weird. "Under
snowflakes dancing in the wind, straw-colored curls Sabina seemed to many a gold thread interwoven. Her eyes the color of the ice drifted into the shadows of the buildings, hidden behind the high profile Ismailovsky.
Ivan loved to see her so, how an angel came from heaven, with its graceful presence. Ever since they were small, even twins, the brothers of Dikson were delayed in all respects. Ivan was a musician, Igor athletes and Sabina, with that look thoughtful older sister took care of them when the mother was absent.
He looked at her, leaning on his white block. "Go home, Sabina. He said, pointing to the door of the apartment building down the street. "Otherwise, Igor care. "
She seemed sad. "You know, Mom told me that a room or a house, it becomes more similar to those who live . But if you spend more time here with your family, our apartment will end up looking like just me and Igor. "
" I'm only looking at the snow, I do not want us mica transferred out here. "Ivan laughed. "Now go 'home! "Sabina's
darted one last look, and disappeared in the snow as it was coming. Before long, his golden curls that remained was the memory of the harmony with which they moved in the wind.
The night grew darker, while the lights of St. Petersburg went out one after another. Before
to remain completely enveloped by darkness, Ivan got up, picking up her notebook and headed Ismailovsky.
A figure of a woman, her ' something unexpected ', was waiting for him sitting outside the cathedral.
Who knows why, but when saw the chocolate-colored hair, his sense of freedom suddenly disappeared.
Title: Ismailovsky
Author:
cuddlymicch Fandom: Original
Characters: Ivan and Sabina Petrovsky - (Nominated: Igor Petrovsky)
Rating: PG14
Prompt: " a room or a house, it becomes more similar to those who live ." FW - Halloween Party : Something unexpected; 100prompt: 55. Freedom
Word Count: 509 [Word Counter]
Warning: / /
Disclaimer: The main story where the characters are drawn was completely invented by me. Were not used characters / locations / events that are not the result of my collective imagination, except for the historical background to which I I'm inspired.
Table: Here
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Ismailovsky with thirteen bells rang midnight, breaking the silence with an elegant harmony of a winter night in St. Petersburg.
Ivan put his cigarette to his mouth, inspiring deeply the bitter taste of tobacco. Every time I open her mouth, saw his hot breath dissolve in the high dark skies of Russia. Not far away, somewhere in the night, a baby crying.
sighed, settling on a black leather coat. A strange sense of freedom wrapped him that night. His clipboard lying in the freshly fallen snow, and undefiled, without even a word scrawled to ruin that perfection. The pencil had lost.
"Are not you cold? "
Sabina's voice startled him.
always arrived by stealth, his sister, as if he had something to hide. When he walked in the snow, even the roar of his boots was completely undetectable.
The boy smiled, pointing to the sky. 'It such a beautiful evening, it would be a shame to remain closed in the house, no? "
" It 's a beautiful evening, yes, but it's cold. Get sick, you know? "Sabina looked at him, his breath warming his hands gloved. "You can know what are you waiting for? "
" Something unexpected . I do not know what, though. "
" Ivan, you're weird. "Under
snowflakes dancing in the wind, straw-colored curls Sabina seemed to many a gold thread interwoven. Her eyes the color of the ice drifted into the shadows of the buildings, hidden behind the high profile Ismailovsky.
Ivan loved to see her so, how an angel came from heaven, with its graceful presence. Ever since they were small, even twins, the brothers of Dikson were delayed in all respects. Ivan was a musician, Igor athletes and Sabina, with that look thoughtful older sister took care of them when the mother was absent.
He looked at her, leaning on his white block. "Go home, Sabina. He said, pointing to the door of the apartment building down the street. "Otherwise, Igor care. "
She seemed sad. "You know, Mom told me that a room or a house, it becomes more similar to those who live . But if you spend more time here with your family, our apartment will end up looking like just me and Igor. "
" I'm only looking at the snow, I do not want us mica transferred out here. "Ivan laughed. "Now go 'home! "Sabina's
darted one last look, and disappeared in the snow as it was coming. Before long, his golden curls that remained was the memory of the harmony with which they moved in the wind.
The night grew darker, while the lights of St. Petersburg went out one after another. Before
to remain completely enveloped by darkness, Ivan got up, picking up her notebook and headed Ismailovsky.
A figure of a woman, her ' something unexpected ', was waiting for him sitting outside the cathedral.
Who knows why, but when saw the chocolate-colored hair, his sense of freedom suddenly disappeared.
People Who Wear Dentures
Like an idiot I did not think to make a post only for birthdays and Gra Not, as it were, one after the other.
XD Okay, genius is also inherent in this! * ohohoh! *
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Discontinued 779 Film
** rapiderrimo post to celebrate - always at the last minute! XD - a birthday!
Many wishes for a happy birthday,
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Operation Truth Kornblume
few days ago, retreating out of the draft nonchalantly abandoned for some time, I realized that it would be worth it to take it forward.
And 'why, not much nonchalance, in fact, the attack on the existing operation Kornblume , one of my novels as possible but never read anyone. (Ha ha.)
Decree then 'come to light' the delirium of four soldiers struggling with a poor French insistence, the adventures of a doctor who is left to itself somewhere in Europe-and especially-love of Russia's a horror movie.
Ladies and Gentlemen, make yourself comfortable. The show is about to begin. Music, maestro u_u
-Title: Operation Kornblume [Oprazione 'Cornflower']
-Fandom: Original ,
-Historical Characters: [And here there is a large brackets.] Main : Hans Heidenreich, Lueur d'Espoir, Timotheus 'Timothy' Jesper Emerson.
French : Vincent Mureau, Renera Mathias, Renée Washers, Patrice Renera, Claude and Nicolas Lemaire.
Allies: Hegel Heinrich, Maria Berger, Ivan Petrovsky, Gretel Berger, Gregor Gruber, John Mancini (Jan Fournier).
antagonists : Winald Berger, Amanda Fournier, Karl von Kleist, Adalbert Schulz. Other
: Friedrich Lange, Dietrich von Kleist, Marta, Sabina Petrovsky, Igor Petrovsky, Mary Emerson, Gideon Pfeiffer, Helga Becker.
-Author: Micca \u0026lt;3-
Rating: Orange
-Genre: War , sentimental, historical.
-Warnings: WIP Absolutely: D
-Note: What I write here? XD For me, the Notes will always remain a mystery.
Lueur Mureau and Vincent d'Espoir, these are their names printed on paper that the Defense of false documents has caused them before departure. Hold hands, do not speak, exchange furtive glances, to be considered as two real brothers.
to wait in Germany, however, there is not one of their partner, but rather by the team of soldiers led by Berger, the general who had the tip from a mysterious correspondent.
Separated from her best friend, who was killed at the same moment that gets off the train, Lueur tries to escape from the station, but was hit the car of Captain Heidenreich, young Wehrmacht officer returning from his last job before ' impending transfer, which, sorry for the incident, offered to hide it until it is completely renovated. Entrusted to Hans and his eccentric driver, a Dane named Timothy Emerson, she has to follow the two friends Waren, a city north of Berlin, to work as a secretary in a military academy. That 's where is Ivan, a Russian soldier survived almost by accident, that proposes to run away with him and then finally return to France. But Winald Berger, along with Amanda and her team of doctors are always on the prowl to eliminate the spies infiltrated in Germany, and will not stop until the last member of Operation Kornblume not been killed.
few days ago, retreating out of the draft nonchalantly abandoned for some time, I realized that it would be worth it to take it forward.
And 'why, not much nonchalance, in fact, the attack on the existing operation Kornblume , one of my novels as possible but never read anyone. (Ha ha.)
Decree then 'come to light' the delirium of four soldiers struggling with a poor French insistence, the adventures of a doctor who is left to itself somewhere in Europe-and especially-love of Russia's a horror movie.
Ladies and Gentlemen, make yourself comfortable. The show is about to begin. Music, maestro u_u
-Title: Operation Kornblume [Oprazione 'Cornflower']
-Fandom: Original ,
-Historical Characters: [And here there is a large brackets.] Main : Hans Heidenreich, Lueur d'Espoir, Timotheus 'Timothy' Jesper Emerson.
French : Vincent Mureau, Renera Mathias, Renée Washers, Patrice Renera, Claude and Nicolas Lemaire.
Allies: Hegel Heinrich, Maria Berger, Ivan Petrovsky, Gretel Berger, Gregor Gruber, John Mancini (Jan Fournier).
antagonists : Winald Berger, Amanda Fournier, Karl von Kleist, Adalbert Schulz. Other
: Friedrich Lange, Dietrich von Kleist, Marta, Sabina Petrovsky, Igor Petrovsky, Mary Emerson, Gideon Pfeiffer, Helga Becker.
-Author: Micca \u0026lt;3-
Rating: Orange
-Genre: War , sentimental, historical.
-Warnings: WIP Absolutely: D
-Note: What I write here? XD For me, the Notes will always remain a mystery.
"Two soldiers, a doctor, a young woman and a child portrayed in an old photograph dated 1942. John notes the sheaf of papers resting on the desk of the surgery, with dwelling nostalgic air on that piece of yellowed paper.
frowned annoyed because, although the girl could not help but love him, in the center of the general he does not see that a murderess. "
Paris, November 1942. Two boys, infiltrated the French Resistance, set off for Berlin, each with a cornflower in his right pocket of his coat. frowned annoyed because, although the girl could not help but love him, in the center of the general he does not see that a murderess. "
Lueur Mureau and Vincent d'Espoir, these are their names printed on paper that the Defense of false documents has caused them before departure. Hold hands, do not speak, exchange furtive glances, to be considered as two real brothers.
to wait in Germany, however, there is not one of their partner, but rather by the team of soldiers led by Berger, the general who had the tip from a mysterious correspondent.
Separated from her best friend, who was killed at the same moment that gets off the train, Lueur tries to escape from the station, but was hit the car of Captain Heidenreich, young Wehrmacht officer returning from his last job before ' impending transfer, which, sorry for the incident, offered to hide it until it is completely renovated. Entrusted to Hans and his eccentric driver, a Dane named Timothy Emerson, she has to follow the two friends Waren, a city north of Berlin, to work as a secretary in a military academy. That 's where is Ivan, a Russian soldier survived almost by accident, that proposes to run away with him and then finally return to France. But Winald Berger, along with Amanda and her team of doctors are always on the prowl to eliminate the spies infiltrated in Germany, and will not stop until the last member of Operation Kornblume not been killed.
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Title: Truth
Author:
cuddlymicch Fandom: Original
Cast: Nicolas Lemaire - (Appointed: Claude Lemaire - Margarethe Dumas)
Rating: PG14
Prompt: "Life is difficult, you know. It's damn hard to always tell the truth. " FW - Halloween Party : sound of chains ; 100prompt: 65. Death
Word Count: 440 [Word Counter]
Warning: / /
Disclaimer: The main story from which the characters are drawn was completely invented by me. There were no used characters / locations / events that are not the result of my collective imagination, except for the historical background to which I was inspired.
Warning: This is dedicated to Doitsu \u0026lt;3
Table: Here
TRUTH '
his brother's body lying on the ground, lifeless , surmounted by the chains that had killed him.
Lanes red ran down the sidewalk of the boulevard, while the smell of death rising over the body to invade the nostrils of passers-by, unaware of all passed beyond that dimly lit alley next to Madame Rue. Silent
, blood gushed from the wounds of Claude, smearing the white coat which had gone to the dispensary, a few minutes before, no matter potarsi behind the gun. Nicolas was not an enemy to him.
So even when he heard the sound of chains behind him, had not turned. He had doubted him until the end. And that had cost him his life.
Now his body, almost unrecognizable, would be forgotten in a dead end. No one would ever suspect about the death of Claude Lemaire, no one would ever ask her what had happened to the blond guy who was waiting impatiently for the end of the war to finally be able to graduate in medicine.
Nicolas smiled, sitting beside the body for a cigarette. "Do not take it, Claude. "He muttered, pulling a lighter from the pocket of the dead. " Life is hard, you know. It's damn hard to always tell the truth , you know it, no? "
He smoked all the tobacco he had sat next to a corpse. Smoke without thinking about anything, keeping his gaze fixed on his shoes stained with blood.
In the lead was only the rattle of the chain is lowered on the face of Claude, breaking his nose. Then there are those muffled cries, the sound that broke the neck bone, the dull moan was heard when, finally, had dropped to the ground lifeless. As he touched the ground on all fours with that position to allow it to his last breath, had not moved more.
The rain that fell over Paris that morning, had bathed his face. Nicolas
rose, sighing, to take up the chains with which he had killed his brother. Again, the sound that brought to mind the scene. A dense
pierced his stomach, when the conscience reminded him what he had done. But who cares? Killing him had made her happy . And she was the only important thing.
He looked up at the sky, opening his arms in the pouring rain of an autumn war. "Margarethe, I love you! "He cried. Neither heaven nor
Paris said. People continued to walk along the boulevard, the body of Claude lay still. Staggering
, Nicolas walked away from his crime scene, disappearing among the tall buildings of a gray French capital and suddenly bent under the will of the storm.
Friday, October 22, 2010
Southpark Stream Iphone
Gorod Pozharov
Title: Gorod Pozharov [The city the fires]
Author: cuddlymicch
Fandom: Original
Characters: Amanda Fournier - John Mancini (Appointed: Margarethe Dumas)
Rating: PG14
Prompt: "All grown-ups were children once. But few of them remember it. "FW - Halloween Party: Night Flight ; 100prompt: 09. Darkness
Word Count: 481 [Word Counter]
Warning: / /
Disclaimer: The main story where the characters are drawn was completely invented by me. Were not used characters / locations / events that are not the result of my collective imagination, except for the historical background to which I was inspired.
Table: Here
All grown-ups were children once. But few of them remember it.
Those words, scribbled on the back of a postcard from some kind of remote corner of the world, suddenly brought back to reality. The plane
lost share to take it up immediately. The pilot was taking too lightly the task, with all those changes.
soldiers around her, crouched on the floor, seemed on the verge of calling the soul. She must not have been easy for them. From Berlin to Königsberg in a truck and then immediately return with a night flight out of the program.
Sighing, Amanda put her down. That short sleep in the arms of the colonel in charge to come and take was not a good idea.
"Miss, are you okay? "
The voice of his assistant came to her soft, muffled. It was across the hall, curled up under the blanket that the pilot had bothered to get him. A boy of fourteen years in uniform was sorry to everyone, even in wartime.
He stood up, moving in the darkness of the plane. The lights were far from Königsberg, now, traveling in the dark for nearly two hours.
Amanda heard the rattle of the boy away. The shouting of the soldiers had barely audible, his aide, however, moved so awkwardly to wake up those who had succeeded in falling asleep.
"John, where are you? "
Something stirred in the dark, but no one responded to the words the doctor.
For a moment, the colonel's body shuddered, crossed by a shiver of cold. The winter was cold in the north, more than anyone could imagine.
"John? "He tried to get up. "John? "
'It went to talk to the pilot. He said someone.
The aircraft was stabilized and, little by little, the slight snore of the soldiers was the only noise in the corridor.
John walked on all fours the entire lane, settling with his blanket, next to his teacher. " A few more minutes and we will be in Berlin. Beyond saying that we sleep in a hotel when we come to take. "Despite whisper, her voice was clearly audible note of sorts.
Amanda hugged him, stroking his face with his gloved hand. "I know, will not you come back to Germany. But think this time will be different: we have a house all to ourselves, what do you say? "
'It was Margarethe, right? She wanted to go back. "
The face of the woman they had both branded in my heart. Those auburn hair, brown eyes of an unusual coppery that look of ice that would intimidate even the Devil.
Who knows where it was now, that woman.
"Margarethe has nothing to do, not this time. "The plane
staggered back, raising also the colonel. They were landed in Berlin.
out the window, the city stood in front of them, prey to the fire that devoured her for days. Dark, menacing, dangerous .
Title: Gorod Pozharov [The city the fires]
Author:
cuddlymicch Fandom: Original
Characters: Amanda Fournier - John Mancini (Appointed: Margarethe Dumas)
Rating: PG14
Prompt: "All grown-ups were children once. But few of them remember it. "FW - Halloween Party: Night Flight ; 100prompt: 09. Darkness
Word Count: 481 [Word Counter]
Warning: / /
Disclaimer: The main story where the characters are drawn was completely invented by me. Were not used characters / locations / events that are not the result of my collective imagination, except for the historical background to which I was inspired.
Table: Here
Gorod POZHAROV
All grown-ups were children once. But few of them remember it.
Those words, scribbled on the back of a postcard from some kind of remote corner of the world, suddenly brought back to reality. The plane
lost share to take it up immediately. The pilot was taking too lightly the task, with all those changes.
soldiers around her, crouched on the floor, seemed on the verge of calling the soul. She must not have been easy for them. From Berlin to Königsberg in a truck and then immediately return with a night flight out of the program.
Sighing, Amanda put her down. That short sleep in the arms of the colonel in charge to come and take was not a good idea.
"Miss, are you okay? "
The voice of his assistant came to her soft, muffled. It was across the hall, curled up under the blanket that the pilot had bothered to get him. A boy of fourteen years in uniform was sorry to everyone, even in wartime.
He stood up, moving in the darkness of the plane. The lights were far from Königsberg, now, traveling in the dark for nearly two hours.
Amanda heard the rattle of the boy away. The shouting of the soldiers had barely audible, his aide, however, moved so awkwardly to wake up those who had succeeded in falling asleep.
"John, where are you? "
Something stirred in the dark, but no one responded to the words the doctor.
For a moment, the colonel's body shuddered, crossed by a shiver of cold. The winter was cold in the north, more than anyone could imagine.
"John? "He tried to get up. "John? "
'It went to talk to the pilot. He said someone.
The aircraft was stabilized and, little by little, the slight snore of the soldiers was the only noise in the corridor.
John walked on all fours the entire lane, settling with his blanket, next to his teacher. " A few more minutes and we will be in Berlin. Beyond saying that we sleep in a hotel when we come to take. "Despite whisper, her voice was clearly audible note of sorts.
Amanda hugged him, stroking his face with his gloved hand. "I know, will not you come back to Germany. But think this time will be different: we have a house all to ourselves, what do you say? "
'It was Margarethe, right? She wanted to go back. "
The face of the woman they had both branded in my heart. Those auburn hair, brown eyes of an unusual coppery that look of ice that would intimidate even the Devil.
Who knows where it was now, that woman.
"Margarethe has nothing to do, not this time. "The plane
staggered back, raising also the colonel. They were landed in Berlin.
out the window, the city stood in front of them, prey to the fire that devoured her for days. Dark, menacing, dangerous .
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Franklin Adjustable Us Govt Secs A
and the boiler does not heat.
'm back! Finally!
I know, I was years away, but I had not a single shred of inspiration, I mean really ç_ç
However, since the facts are come back in style ... I decided to start a big project * v * Ten one-shot, disconnect between them, which (I) tell the story of a little 'all characters that I created over the years, so not to forget them. \u0026lt;3
It 's impossible. But I'll make it! u__u
the way, the ten prompt them to take two different tables: - One of diecielode and the old Quotes Addicted , leaving dead and I want to Vale of XD
* breaks down * Not for the work I'll never! ç_ç
Oh, by the way! Three of these lucky shot
participate in the new challenge of Fanworld.it , organized specifically for Halloween! That's nice, no? * V *
'm back! Finally!
I know, I was years away, but I had not a single shred of inspiration, I mean really ç_ç
However, since the facts are come back in style ... I decided to start a big project * v * Ten one-shot, disconnect between them, which (I) tell the story of a little 'all characters that I created over the years, so not to forget them. \u0026lt;3
It 's impossible. But I'll make it! u__u
the way, the ten prompt them to take two different tables: - One of
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* breaks down * Not for the work I'll never! ç_ç
Oh, by the way! Three of these lucky shot
participate in the new challenge of Fanworld.it , organized specifically for Halloween! That's nice, no? * V *
Monday, October 18, 2010
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Cervix Soft Before Menstruation
With a bit 'late, the receLOL a new CatastroMovie!
We know the numbers '2 'of any film are never at the numbers '1' and "Twister 2" , of course, is no exception.
Take off the head it has something to do with 'Twister 1', unfortunately for him.
The film opens with the first-LOL scenes where, lost in the countryside planted with wheat, there is an old farm (ia-ia-oh!) that is being destroyed by a tornado. Inside Mother and Son's farm (do not know who is more intelligent, perhaps the Scarecrow in the garden) watching the approaching tornado.
Now, it is clear that the tornado is far enough and they have plenty of time to take place safely, MA!, And MadreGenio FiglioMenagramo love risk and remain at home until, practically, the tornado is not going to fall him.
Suddenly, waking from the trance, blurts MadreGenio: "Son! We have to go, we can not stay here! " (I told you he was a genius!) Throws FiglioMenagramo
But there's pearl of wisdom and hope: "we'll never no! E 'already too late! "
As everyone knows, in parts of Tornado Alley, the Americans have a cellar to go into hiding when the alarm comes twister, and our two morons that is where they are going, * Ooops * but that bad luck, a light pole just fell right on-the cellar door, blocking the passage.
So what?
What to do?
Where to go? What other places
postrebbero be secure against a tornado that completely destroyed the house, barn and all the beasts of MacDonald?!
But beneath the thresher! Where else!
Because, you know, tornadoes can flatten whole houses, but can do nothing against threshers.
...
* facepalm *
MadreGenio FiglioMenagramo and run to go hide under 'is already a threshing machine and wonder how the hell does the tornado portaseli not have a walk when the cloud of dust in the wake of the base virtually: they should be sucked .
Magic?
No, it's a bit 'the same principle that was the basis for "Magma: The Disaster" : paradoxes.
accept it for what they are and move forward. In the melee
FiglioMenagramo can hide beneath the thresher while MadreGenio is caught by updrafts and is being pulled away, BUT!: unable to cling to the hand of FiglioMenagramo that minimum is called Hercules to be able to counteract the force of a tornado (F3 likely, given the damage). In the end, wins the tornado, the mother disappears into the vortex and the child saves.
The first impression after watching this LOL-scene was: "LMAO! But it is absurd! " and in fact, everything turns out to be the result of a story that the son of the protagonist is telling buddies to try to scare them. At that, well I've pulled a sigh of relief thinking "Ahhhh! But then There is some hope ... "Hope dies
even five minutes later when he learns that this story, the marmocchietto, a neighbor told it to him, good old Zack Bayside School, Here we find that - fortunately! - Tuft without oxygen. Guess
riddle?
The story is true, and he was the FiglioMenagramo MadreGenio was his mother.
does not seem to have suffered a lot from this loss. Certainly was not going to tell a little boy of 12 years, just for sport.
of him discover that he became a policeman, who does all the neighborhood and that is a ribbbbelle. From now on then he will become: PoliziottoFigo.
PoliziottoFigo has become, for its ability to whisk the whole city, the model's child protagonist who turns out to be a little nymphomaniac who is courting the PopputaBabysitter.
Nymphomaniac has a mother who is no po-po less than the Chuck Norris films catastrophic, keep in mind because we find it again.
Chuck Norris is the director of the nuclear power plant located just outside the city, and is supported by these and Neville Potter.
No, not the plant is called Hogwarts, but Neville is nerd and Potter is stupid, just like the originals.
Neville's got a bit 'with Chuck because he was due to him that it would be up unit command and is convinced that just because you have chosen is female and enforce a level playing field for American.
Chuck Norris is blonde, athletic, makes 3-point baskets without batting an eyelid, is a moralist like all texas ranger (XD) and two sottosotto Bottarelli PoliziottoFigo to give them to him. But
PoliziottoFigo also has its own trouble: do not agree with the police chief because it was the ex-boyfriend of the daughter (and I defy anyone not to have become her ex after only three seconds FigliaDelCapo bitch is as few as sour sauce gone bad, do some 'you).
Everything seems to be calm in the town of Tennessee, when a sudden tornado alarms are branched due to poor weather conditions.
course (s) luck would have it, a couple that just hit the plant and then Chuck Norris can finally give his best to save the situation. As expected, little by little all the systems stop working, the plant is isolated from central command and the specialized team, incidentally, can not reach because of bad weather, therefore, our heroes must save alone.
And part of the symbol: "In the eyes of a ranger, the unsuspecting stranger Had better know the truth of wrong from right. 'Cause the eyes of a ranger are upon youuuuuuuuu, Any wrong you do, he's gonna seeeeeeee. When you're in Texas, look behind youuuuuuu, Because That's where the rangers gonna be. "
Chuck is not that you lose heart, but it is very deficient with the ability to make things worse when already ; are going to collapse. Not that it is flanked by making people better, mind you. For example, after the normal telephone lines are skipped, jumped and the satellite phones do not take within the Central, the only way to get in touch with those of the central office through an antediluvian radio that works only if it remains outside the building.
eh?! O_o
That is ... with all the mess that is going on outside ... You, PoliziottoFigo, what leads to the nuclear power plant to keep in touch with the rest of the world?
a radio that only works if you are outside the building?! Where the tornado rages?! The
powerful means of Tennessee may also spend a little more, eccheccazzo! What then, I have tried to understand why 'is radio only work outside ... Mica I understood it. It 's a black box with microphone and nothing else.
All right, however, the radio PoliziottoFigo door to Chuck, it is recommended that to make it work you have to be outside and goes to look for nymphomaniac who was at home with PopputaBabysitter to play 'Twister' (how ironic) because in this way can the girl's boobs look better (I told you it was nymphomaniac !!!).
Chuck starts talking with the head office and agree with them saying that they would be heard every 15 minutes to keep them informed.
Now.
O thou woman that you know that antediluvian radio is all that allows you to interact with the world: after you have spoken with the head office, from 1 to 10 as you're smart if you leave it unattended, the front door wide open universe where the wind lifts the world as if nothing had happened? -273
as Absolute Zero?
Obviously, the situation falls and a failure of pumps that are used constantly to cool the spent fuel rods could create a nuclear disaster, because if the tank water evaporates, making the bar days, then half the radiation invade Tennessee.
What to do?!
Chuck runs to call those of the general command e. .. SURPRISE! The radio is no more! * O * I wonder why! * O * I wonder why! * O * Who knows! * O * Magic! Maybe we're really at Hogwarts! Among Potter and Neville and also a guy named Manolo (nervitesimuscoliallospasmo) I'm not surprised.
Actually, I was convinced that would solve the problem with a "Stupeficius" (so all passed out and no damage was!), But no matter.
Chuck decides to channel the water used to cool the reactor core at the pumps, but to do so, please close the reactor itself. Ok, sounds easy. Bad luck has it that the reactor can not be stopped by the station because the computers are fried and then must be switched off by hand, then decided to double the water pressure to gain time. Obviously, the device manually to stop the reactor is located right where the loss of water and water in the ass supreme, it is radioactive.
while Chuck, and Neville Potter Quidditch have worn the uniforms and remain there watching wondering what the losses between a Cruciatus an Avada Kedavra and Imperium is more effective to send the unit upside down, Manolo (nervitesimuscoliallospasimo ) informs them that if within three minutes do not they shut down the reactor, seal them with radioactive water because the pumps can no longer hold a double pressure.
In three minutes he expected a than minimal, Chuck go there, close the reactor and the end of the story, but NO!
wait until the last 60 seconds.
At that comes from asking: What the fuck did the other two minutes?!
In these 60 seconds that can not decide, Neville takes matters in hand and throws him into the water radioactive reducing their lives to one week, it will not even in the happiest manner possible. No, Neville, today is not just your lucky day. All the while Potter (more relative to the 'Boy Who Lived') and Chuck look well hidden behind a glass.
Meanwhile, in the country, we Nymphomaniac PopputaBabysitter and they're trying to defend themselves from the tornado as well because they have arrived in a city. Nymphomaniac PopputaBabysitter and lie down on the ground, hiding under a mattress and seems to go smoothly, the tornado rages, stuff flying, glass dancing, but they are safe. They had however come to terms with the humor of the Tornado, because, you know, tornadoes are great pranksters! So, while PopputaBabysitter out from his hiding recklessly, heedless of the warning alarmed Nymphomaniac, the tornadino accuatta it quietly to avoid being seen. PopputaBabysitter looks out the window where everything seems calm and in a stroke: CUCUSETTETE! Tornado suddenly reappears out by PopputaBabysitter havoc and killing him instantly.
Yes, I know also that the tornado I do not hide or pretend to be gone and then return suddenly. But andateglielo to say to writers.
Nymphomaniac, upset by the death of the love of his life killed even before birth, he is doing? He put the bike and run to reach his mother at the nuclear plant. But fear not! There is already PoliziottoFigo who is on his trail, while another tornado traveling alone for the campaigns.
the nuclear power plant, however, the sacrifice of Neville seems to pull just a momentary sigh of relief because even the water in the reactor appears to be sufficient to be able to control the bars exhausted (but never worn as I do for this continuing decline at the last moment XD). In his last drive, Neville suggests Chuck to water down the bars by the firemen.
So be it.
Firefighters arrive en masse, arm themselves with hoses and begin to pump water, but those are a handful of baby food and soft even after a few minutes they begin to faint ( * facepalm *) around the pool because it's too hot ( In short, even a minimum of stoicism, fuck that!). Meanwhile, its headquarters, located in the old power plant project It turns out there another pump that is no longer set in motion by 15 years.
The seat is put in contact with Manolo (nervitesimuscoliallospasimo) which then refers to Chuck who immediately goes looking for with the famous Pottah pump. Fila
smoothly?
But absolutely not!
The pump in question must require gasoline, and then sending a tanker.
The scene changes back to PoliziottoFigo and nymphomaniac who are going to the center by Chuck, always with 'tornado I'm in hot pursuit, when a man in the street, stop them by telling them that a car has fallen into the slope and into c' is a woman.
And who is she? But
FigliaDelCapo, Who else?! (The same as after only eight months of engagement breaks the fuck PoliziottoFigo because they have not set a wedding date! PoliziottoFigo Had I been in I would have left the cliff!)
PoliziottoFigo rushes to the rescue by lowering a rope, while the tornado gets closer. The passerby who had stopped at a certain, if it melts because it is a bit 'smarter than others and do not want to end up sucked into the tornado that now is really to spit (in theory should already have trample, but, in short, the plot does not have it, okay). It thus remains only to help the two Nymphomaniac pressing the button to rewind the rope and to ensure that our pair of lovebirds, immediately reconciled, to be saved.
"You have saved! Now you're finally a man! "He says with conviction PoliziottoFigo a Nymphomaniac (believe it as well), but Tornado has stopped to smoke a cigarette in the meantime ( Tornado :" Have you finished? "I have to go to infest another set! "- PoliziottoFigo : " Be patient, it is the script! "). After the tirade, the three mountains in the car and escaped the tornado. At that time Chuck
should liaise with PoliziottoFigo Nymphomaniac to know if he is well and to tell him they're waiting for a tanker that, surprisingly, does not arrive.
Look, look!
They had just passed a moment before I was not going to Central (the truck driver, not stupid, he thought well to beat it!).
and go! Romancing the tank!
PoliziottoFigo formal request to stop, the side by side, but nothing, the truck driver does not want to die (we always bring them the intelligent ones in these films, too bad they always have to pass for fools). Then PoliziottoFigo does what it is paid, ie the cool and exceeds the tank blocking the car in the middle of fermandocisi road and arms folded in front.
short, a bit 'to Tango & Cash, only that he is Ray Tango!
They do a little 'to the game-tifermi nontifermi surrenders and the truck driver, stopped the tanker and delivered it to him (or rather, PoliziottoFigo - who was a former truck driver - appropriates it) and can now run the unit for 'last effort of the film (thank God).
There, firefighters are now exhausted, faint all the time, they lose control of the hoses and they start playing Mister Wet T-shirt to cheer the arrival of the end. The bars are more and more exhausted, as viewers, but here comes PoliziottoFigo at full speed.
Excellent! Perfect! We did it!
Chuck sticks the hose to the pump to bring them to the gas station and everything is ready when there are only a handful of seconds before the water above the bars become too short and left uncovered.
Yeh! Yes! Yuhua!
...
you like, eh? * Grins *
The icing on the cake, the pump will not start.
Press one, press two, press three, none of it. Then
Chuck gives life to the little show sexy blouse is laid bare, hacking away at the gears of the pump messy grease and tries again.
Nothing is wrong.
Now came the end, seems that the whole city, all Tennessee, is intended to be blown away by radiation when Chuck pulls a deep sigh of Zen for the last time the struc Sock e. .. MAGIC! The pump starts to work miraculously, Tennessee is safe and the finished film! * _ *
Basically, what you expected?
Underneath this panel is really Hogwarts!
I really wanted to leave the scene where Neville and Chuck LOLlosissima said a Combined "She 'Shut up, Potter!" , but unfortunately I could not find it, PERO'!, I found that one of nymphomania and PopputaBabysitter play 'Twister'! Admiring the baby-faced pervert XD
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Most Attractive Female Camel Toe
... I could not wait to finish it, and now that I've finished it's like I lost something.
Maybe because it lasted for so long, perhaps because you have poured the transposition of my wish to work, perhaps because it has kept me busy with many types of research, I do not know.
The fact is that now that it is complete, yes, happy ... but I really miss. According
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Bradford Halal Chinese Restaurant
CatastroMovie and cut under the impressions and there are spoilers.
My advice is, if you like, to see before the movie and then read the comment. X3 (the bottom of the comment there is the trailer now I'm going to put in Magma * hihihi *!)
: AN END OF SHIT!! WHERE DO NOT DIE The PCs must die! \\ O /
unnecessary MASSACRE!
I-TI-NU-LE. * Mel
a deep breath * Ok, let's start slowly.
The plot is very simple and is based on things as simple as real then nothing impossible theories. Only for this I kissed the sky with joy.
In general, the film begins with catastrophic events, but we talk about the history and life of a small group of people, starting by the 2004 Tsunami that devastated Indonesia and SriLanka.
We have a fishing family, a young lifeguard (XD that has nothing to do with David Hasselhoff, I can assure you!), A group of students on vacation and a little 'snob, a seismologist, his wife and daughter who does not know that man is his father.
Ah, yes, I forgot. We
in Korea (it appears that is not a ammmmerecana stuff. There was the geologist salvauniverso XD)!
It begins with a flashback to 2004, when a family of fishermen die because of the famous tsunami. The rest of the group present on the boat was saved, but one of the fishermen (Man-sik) feels responsible for what happened and does not have the courage to say the man's daughter. Whose daughter is in love with him, and he has the courage to say even that. XD
Despite this background, the character is very nice, very politically incorrect, drunk and rowdy XD. Try to help how can the girl who opened a restaurant is not authorized at the port and remains close, with ups and downs and various casinos.
Man-sik was then a younger brother, Hyeong-sik, who is a lifeguard.
Forget Baywatch lifeguards supermuscolosi XD and laugh along with this young impacciatissimo. XD Hyeong-sik, while in his patrol around the boat, save-Hee Min, a young student on holiday with two other friends. The girl fell from a boat with three cockerels which had towed her and the other two. XD But luckily there Hyeong before the central fully accords with the buoy (xDDDDD) and then when you go diving to rescue her, the XD a spring head and an elbow to keep it good because he was doing XDDDDDDDDD drown! XD I love
Hyeong because it is a disaster, but it's also tender and good, and it can not be loving now. Then there
seismologist who discovers a series of events, off the coast of Japan, which predict similar to those preceding the Sumatra earthquake and, therefore, could also trigger a devastating tsunami. All this is set against
Haeundae-gu, located at the end of the Korean peninsula. A city full of tourists attracted by the beautiful beaches and we have an entrepreneur who wants to buy the various rooms that overlook the harbor cotruire a shopping center, we have the wife of the seismologist who is preoccupied with organization of an exhibition and events of all characters that intertwine with each other, we are passionate about and make you also cheer for the success of their desires. Hope
between Man-sik Yeon-hee and things go well, I hope Hyeong-min and Hee should stop being so embarrassed and give you a move. Hope
many things, then there is what the seismologist had expected and the tsunami arrives.
Okay, it's a disaster movie, there was a catastrophe also be, but for once (and I stress ONE) in which you want to save all the characters ... ZAKK! Here comes the blow that you do not expect and that reminds you that, alas, this is not ammmmerecano.
seismologist dies, his wife dies, the farmer dies, Hyeong dies, he dies the mother's neighbor's house Man-sik.
All people that on the first tsunami wave had escaped '_' (except the last woman).
Yeah that's a miracle, because you see 'more than a high st'onda huge skyscraper and really think: How the heck DID ?!?!?!?
yet, okay, we pass over, I have seen worse things.
'_' but then ... chaos.
The seismologist and his wife are overwhelmed by the second tsunami wave after rescued his daughter (and the film was shit, because first it makes you believe they are finally saved and then gives you the coup de grace).
Hyeong sacrifices himself to save the young snob asshole that put discord between him and Hee-min (the speech of the record is shit here too. Especially here!).
Entrepreneur ... '_' Was safe. Really, save! Indeed! He had just saved our drunken DOC not to be swept away by water and then ... boh ... sign detached from who knows where the shearing off the pole to which was aggrappatto. Not
I do not make sense. '_'
And it's not just death itself, I am the first that makes the characters die, but when I am perfectly aware that they are needless deaths, I always have an anger and a sense of dissatisfaction that leaves me a bit 'WTF. There he died was the mother of the neighbor, had a sense and logic, but the others definitely not, especially after they had saved by a miracle.
I started crying as we are upset E_e.
In all this, despite the drama of the moment, there have been humorous scenes, such as Dong-choon, a neighbor of Man-sik, who miraculously escaped the rain conteiner falling from a ship capsized by the tsunami. The end is
tarallucci and wine, at least for those who survived. And so our drunkard and his beautiful blend, with the blessing of his mother could not bear Yeon-hee, the snob is aware of what has been bitchin 'and the city is ready to rebuild and start again.
The special effects are not exactly the best, but in short, do not even suck as much as those of Magma - Volcanic Disaster, to be clear, in fact, they were all like the disaster movie, it would be a great step forward. XD
The scientific theory behind the disaster is based on something real, already been and therefore not to air unsubstantiated or want at all costs lead to the destruction of the world which makes the whole film much more likely to have many Filmon ammmmerecani big box office successes. * Cough * Weapon * * coffff geddon * cough *.
The problem with this film is only the final quell'ecatombe pg that has absolutely no sense, put there only because, boh, wanted to make it more dramatic, perhaps, but the drama sought at all costs does that ruin the whole product, a product that was comfortable up to that point.
A pity, really.
Another sore point was the subtitle, which does not were really great, but at least this is not the fault of the director.
I leave the trailer:) (XD unfortunately is all in Korean, but you'll be things that I mentioned! * Giggles *)
Famosasmexicanasfollando
TITLE: WRITER
yet to be defined: Jinny
GENRE: angst (but yes, we do the sborona)
RATING: NC-17
WARNING: yaoi
NOTE: Story and original characters
GIA 'POST: One Two Three Four Five Six Seven
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heard Damian Christopher come after him, and joined him in his room. Christopher's eyes were red and looked ... angry.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Chris? ...>>
What shook his head and tried to push it out, but Damian stopped him without the slightest effort
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What's happening?> ;> asked, worried.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;What happens is that I'm a jerk! I worry for you, But when you're here all quiet! I almost took from your brother for you shit, and instead you are here you make me be a mother ... you're not normal!>> Christopher sobbed
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;E you realize it only now?>> Damian asked, with an amused expression. Christopher wiped her eyes with an angry gesture of his hand and sighed, then smiled, despite himself. He sat on the bed, running his hands over his face, then looked up to peer Damian. He reached out and Damian went up to him, weaving his fingers with those of Christopher
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Why do you do? ... You're in love with Harris, right?>> Churches in a whisper.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;But he is in love with Alan. Okay so ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;E 'you're in love with Harris that's not good to me ...>> Christopher murmured, her voice trembling. Damian bit her lower lip and knelt in front of Christopher, also take your other hand and his eyes looking
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;We had decided to leave out the feelings?>> churches , in a whisper. Christopher started crying floor, keeping his eyes shut. Damian put a hand on the cheek and Christopher opened his eyes, turquoise irises made even more brilliant with tears
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Chris ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I know, this thing can not end well.>> Christopher said, wiping her eyes with an angry gesture. Damian took his hand, then gently kissed her lips. Christopher pulled away, shaking his head
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Can we at least try ...?>> Damian churches
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Do not think for a while more >> Christopher sobbed. Damian kissed him again, and Christopher felt dissolve
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I concentrate very well, Sullivan. And ... I still have a crush on you. And it's a crush unresolved, so just your being so completely disarmed me to fall again ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'm taking advantage of a man on the ground ...> > Christopher murmured, refusing to fight
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;will be well grounded, but it is the sexiest man in the world.>> Damian said, raising an eyebrow. Christopher laughed in the third kiss, and let herself go completely.
When he vaguely shiny, they were close under the covers. Damian sighed.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;We can try ...>> murmured
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I still think it will not end well ...>> Christopher sighed, twisting a few strands of hair between her fingers Damian. Those long hair so soft and ...
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Chris, now ... tell you something that is absolutely not me ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I've felt before, how sweet ...>> Christopher snorted. Damian gave him a slap on the cheek, then looked into his eyes, and Christopher could swear that the eyes Damian were shiny, and it almost sent him into a panic.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Damy ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I want to try, Chris ... I ... I groped for something to go in the right at this time ...>> Damian murmured. He stopped, hearing his voice trembling, and huddled on Christopher's chest, breathing deeply. Christopher hugged him
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;you protect and consolidate all, nobody but you never do it for you ... if I were the only person who comforts you when you need it, I would be fine anyway ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;It would not be very fair to you ...>> Damian murmured, now calm
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I am a bit 'masochistic, there want to do ...>> Christopher laughed. Damian sighed and hugged him close, hiding her face against his chest, trembling slightly, and Christopher began to stroke his back. After a while, Damian fell asleep. Christopher sighed, watching him sleep
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I see you in your moments of weakness ... even Alan has ever seen ... so I feel a little 'privileged, you know?>> , he murmured, kissing her hair the other. Damian continued to sleep peacefully. Christopher smiled and fell asleep in his turn. The next morning he woke up first. Damian was still curled up with his head on his chest. Christopher gave him a kiss on the forehead and Damian sighed, and then change position slightly and stretching. He ran his hands over his face and opened his eyes, smiling
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Hello ...>> muttered, returning to rannicchiarglisi against. He trembled slightly
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Are you cold?>> Asked Christopher. Damian shook his head
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;E '... the first time that I have nightmares all night ... ...>> he said. Christopher began to stroke laschiena
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Maybe because I slept with you ...>> Damian murmured thoughtfully
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;When I sleep Alan, I'm not so calm ...>>
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I do not want to deceive, Damy. But if I help you feel better ... I can be happy ... no?>> Christopher asked, in a faint voice. Damian looked up at him. Christopher's eyes were shiny. Damian sighed and kissed him
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You can. E 'useless when you can not be happy. Sooner or later you will suffer forever. Should enjoy the good times.>>
Christopher looked into his eyes. Damian in that Damian was just time. Damian Winters was not the actor. Damian Winters was not the classmate cool. It was just Damian. With all his fears. Christopher could not help but cuddle
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I do not know how it is possible so long and thick ... it appears so fragile when I hold you ... ...> > Damian sighed, grimaced, then kissed Christopher
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I do not know.>> simply said, smile \u0026lt;\u0026lt;Maybe because ...>> and blushed. Christopher leaned slightly to one side his face, waiting. Damian began to stroke a bunting with the index finger, tapping on freckles, thoughtfully
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;With you I feel safe ...>> murmured after a moment. Then he blushed more, broke away and turned their backs on him
\u0026lt;\u0026lt; Shit, that is embarrassing to say>> almost screamed. Christopher blushed, smiling and hiding her face, then looked back at Damian's back, giving him a little kiss on the shoulder and making the tickling on her hips. A urletto Damian came a strangled, while clicking down and turned toward him, all in one movement, which had burst out laughing Christopher
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You are very funny ...> > howled
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;The tickle the morning is not the case! Bad>> Damian protested, laughing in his turn. Alan peered through the door at that moment
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Do not go to school?>> Churches.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Uh! Already, we have to prepare>> Christopher exclaimed, jumping to the bathroom
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Sky, clothing, Sullivan>> Alan snorted. Damian chuckled and stretched his arms to the twin who went to take refuge with a sigh
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You know, I've thought a lot yesterday and ... well, yes, I am Jamie almost ... almost smiling, because I still have trouble controlling the corners of the mouth. Damy ... But you, you made me laugh. For a few seconds you made me forget to do the chronically depressed ...>>
Damian dropped his face, sighing
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;low blow, Al ...>> he said. Alan turned to look at him and made him lift his face. Damian immediately averted his eyes, puffing
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'm glad I made you laugh, I'm glad you smile, really, but ... if I may say so, I ... I am strange ...>> said, turning to look at the twin and smiling
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Dumb.>> Alan muttered, seeing the twin cheeks become very red
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I am embarrassed here ...>> mumbled, lowering his face. Alan laughed and pulled back her hair, and Damian looked up, eyes wide
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;You laughed again ...>> he said. Alan nodded, with a little smile to his lips pursed
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Yes>> said, convinced.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;Very nice, but what would be my bed ...>> Christopher said, emerging from the bathroom, semi dress
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;I'm going to get ready ...>> Alan sang, freeing himself from his brother in and out. Damian Christopher looked and drew her to him, kissing him
\u0026lt;\u0026lt;The smiles ...>> said, smiling happy. Christopher snorted something very nice, and Damian laughed
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
My Big Toe Bent Backwards
And finally the moment has arrived! It begins with the famous list of catastrophic film!
impressions are, as always, share with you all because it is wrong to deny others what for me has been a source of maxima LOL imperishable. XD
Then follow the path of the cut and enjoy!
I could not beginning with him, would be a sacrilege! I had woven so many ... um ...
, which I could not fail to see it and then comment on it first.
This song I discovered by accident several months ago, I searched around but, incredibly, I had not found. Then, the streets of the Internet are endless and
* * ZAKK
the bill even in Italian (the wonders possible, so that there is already impossible 'movie I am XD). When I talked to
"Huzi" , Eos said: "sounds like a disaster movie, not a disaster film ". XD words were never truer.
We have something for everyone, Ladies and Signora! Where do we start?! From theory absurd?! more obscene by the special effects of the world?! From eruptive
paradoxes?!
From the fact that Rome is destroyed by the combined (apperò!) of Vesuvius (which is in Campania!) And Etna (which is in Sicily and is known to be a volcano esplosivissimo. Oh, right!)? ! * v * 's like shooting on the Red Cross! So we have this group of saviors of the world, scientists who carry out their research despising danger and composed of: - Profsofigomamiamogliem'hamollatoperchéacasanonc'eromaieleis'erarottaicoglionimaehi, baby! èilmiolavoroepoil'hogiàdettochesonofigo? - DestinatoAMorire1
- DestinatoAMorire2
- AssistenteInutile
- ZelanteScassacazziCheFingeDiNonProvarciColProfMaCheSottoSottoDu'Bottarelle ... The
Profsofigomasfigato
like him as a pole planted in the ass and put to sea. Permanently with the air of premenstrual syndrome, appears in a scene explaining what is philosophically obscene volcanology his students (with some jokes so deficient that I would have kicked XD, but so much so, he is the Figo - \\ O / with the belly! You can not be cool volcanologist with the belly! Get on a diet!). His wife has given up but he goes for a walk and aaaaaaaaama faith around his neck was not even dead (* MoglieDeficiente you a scratching *). It has a
AssistenteInutile
whose sole job is to start behind
ZelanteScassacazzi
to which the wire. We then
DestinatoAMorire
1 & 2 that ... XD Well you can well understand the end they do, then they may be relevant to the plot.
Of course, like any disaster movie, it starts with a drama-event that opens the way for the drama-events future. We are located in Iceland, a group of GeologiSacrificali (please, we're already in danger of extinction of our own, we could avoid wasting? Grace) is on this volcano, according to a group: " What a bore! This volcano is
off (sic) years! That beard, how boring, how boring, that beard. " Needless to say the Scazzi Volcano and decides to erupt. All this happens in ten seconds, with earthquakes in deferred inside the crater. Yes, yes, deferred.
Off to clay: Oh God! Scosseeeee! Inside the crater : chirp the birds and everything is peaceful. The volcano erupts in less than five minutes, call the GeologiSacrificali air rescue (and I must say that those of the rescue have a lot to do: play cards), of course, will come when it is too late: the eruption (with the lava more fluid I've ever seen XD, n'altro bit 'is LIQUID!) has already made them all out. Amen. Small digression on the first eruption paradox. Just the fact that the tremors come in deferred LOL is something in itself, then, boh, the eruption takes place inside the crater but they are not dead NOW is the first paradox. It almost seems that the eruption has moved elsewhere. The second paradox is ... the formation of an eruption cloud above a rash that, practically, is poured out (since it comes after two seconds' is supersonic lava that makes four geologists flambé at once). eruption cloud and effusive eruptions are terms that can not coexist: either there is or there is the other. Because the formation of an eruption cloud is a result of explosive eruptions, as a first step, can mutate into forms and have the most effusive lava flow. Together, NO. Noooooo! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Chiariamolo once and for all, because 'I'm paradox will be our companion throughout the film.
Ok, back to us.
Two days later, Profsofigomasfigato part with a team to go see another volcano in Iceland (yes, you have so much shit when the fuck is Eyja erupted, this one instead, which also raised the universe known and unknown, not even a word. And it goes well).
First observation: that strange, volcanoes are the same. XD They could also wasted a recreate a bit 'more different, eh! Our
GruppoDellaSperanza (chemuoiano)
goes on patrol descending into the crater all the jocks with slings. The objective of Profsofigomasfigato is to demonstrate that the volcano is older than local scholars say. As such it is not, is DestinatoAMorire1 - behold! - An Ammonite (fossil creature dating from the Devonian, 410milioni years ago).
\\ O / Ohhhh! Profsofigomasfigato obviously had raggggggione!
second observation is that being inside the crater there is the smell of 'rotten eggs', as DestinatoAMorire1 wisely points out, means that the volcano was active and still is, therefore, being active, the crater walls are a succession of all the eruptions that have taken place over time, ergo ... I mean how the fuck DO YOU FIND an ammonite?! '_'
What you hear on the surface represents products that are in the magma chamber and along the duct, an ammonite fossil found perfectly preserved in this mess is the biggest hit of dell'UniversoMondo ass! In
while everyone celebrates the victory of Profsofigomasfigato, needless to say, the volcano wakes up (but if there was a sulfur smell was already awake, mah).
DestinatoAMorire2 called the Icelandic Air Patrol while engaged in hard work (to play solitaire to the PC) and:
"Five minutes and we're there" ...
shit, had also said earlier eruption and were all dead, but 'sti volcanoes are all stuck?! Or five minutes is the time to ensure that those standards Crepin so members can return to play-rescue ... er, to engage in their hard work? But as the
GruppoDellaSperanza (chemuoiano) are the main characters are saved, but, / O \\ that sin, the Ammonite is lost (ie, the bucket DestinatoAMorire1 was to get us ahead of time to get it 'is shit' s ammonite and loses it as well?! A genius)! Nothing Amaro Montenegro for them. The eruption is compared to that of Mount Pinatubo. Now. Besides the usual paradox
Cloud / Lava, if indeed that had been like the Pinatubo eruption, the GruppoDellaSperanza (chemuoiano) would be dead serious.
there's more, we go!
the return trip home, ZelanteScassacazzi attack button with Profsofigomasfigato starting to get a package of his cock:
"But it is true that it is divorced? But I want to talk? But she is very beautiful! But have you ever tried to call you? But he knows he has to apologize? "
... But you know that you must learn to get three quarters of your cock?! '_'
I would have said so, but makes Profsofigomasfigato cool as usual (this is paid for!) And tries to change the subject talking about volcanoes. In the meantime, he has obviously already know what's going on, not stupid, it's Cool!
Worldwide, there are volcanic chain: 5 in Iceland (and if all of the power of Pinatubo, we can say farewell to Iceland), South America and so on. And anyone who thinks
"Mh, maybe there's something wrong!"
, but of course we Figo, which has the already thought of him.
All disasters are linked together according to the theory put forward by Professor Exodus of Profsofigomasfigato, to which everyone laughed at him (and even me!).
What is theory? In practice the radiation emitted by man (and Berlusconi wants to open the central well of us, AHE, we're right!) Have increased the temperature of the Earth's core which is expanding (Profsofigomasfigato: "Nature is telling us something ... "
. Nature:
" Mariiiiiiia, how many stronzaaaaaaate "
) and increases the activity on the surface.
Profsofigomasfigato goes immediately to tell those in Washington and here comes GeologoIntelligenteMaCostrettoAdEssereInvidiosoECattivo, a former companion of our hero. GeologoIntelligente wastes no time in saying "Why shoot rubbish, son?" (and we ask him too!)
"Volcanoes give notice, not erupt in five minutes."
(effinalmente someone reasons!) and much more intelligent.
But, of course, this is a disaster film, and then must overcome the paradox: he is right and Profsofigomasfigato GeologoIntelligente rode so bad, the car behind our hero and steals the data, saying that the theory is its Exodus (Mah .. there was an intelligent and we lost). Meanwhile, Profsosfigatoperprimo of Profsofigomasfigato, confined to a wheelchair for 12 years, he went to Japan in the Fuji (YEPPA! There he is!), because he knows that must erupt and wants to be first in line to see it. Accompanied by his faithful GeoBadante who could be his daughter and a hair color done by a hairdresser filled with acids, he goes into a typical Japanese house, with sliding doors, the carp pond and n'assistente GeoGiappa dressed as na 'geisha named Kenobi (Obi Wan and last name. This I have just served! * giggles *). So that leaves one wondering whether it is going to shut themselves up in a brothel, rather than in a house to study the eruption (because, you know, all GeoGiappe walk around with kimono and hair superacconciati, tsk!). Enjoying the lake of carp, the Fuji erupts debbotto raising an eruption cloud which defies the laws of the current high altitude, creating immediately a shower of lapilli (went a bit 'in a hurry, even if they had dropped bombs do not would have done more! Anyway, here come into play more mythical MerdEffects: very clear, in the frame outside, you see the rain of lapilli, but when they see Profsosfigatoperprimo and its GeoBadante that - from the inside - look at the landscape outside The rain of lapilli is fully retractable.) and a pyroclastic flow that kills two. After the eruption instead Fuji and the surrounding area is a hole.
ParadossiEruttivi are back: the cloud that challenges the current high altitude (poor jets, snubbed it T_T) and the rain of lapilli that shatters the bombs have already spoken. There remains the pyroclastic flow that ... there has never been in the eruptive history of Fuji. But here we are always on the edge of reality, then anything can happen, even that leaves a hole Fuji Honshu. content ourselves. In all this, Profsofigomasfigato went to Colombia, Pasto, seeing as there shall eruptive activity. And pasta and Galeras is not close to that piece of shit, but not quibble. The GruppoDellaSperanza (chemuoiano) is set inside a mine, abandoned in haste by the sudden appearance of the lava. DestinatoAMorire2 remains at the exit to monitor seismic activity (call it silly), while the other four going to take samples of rocks ... no, now: so that there is lava ... TAKE THE ROCK THAT SHIT COLD!? TAKE THE SAMPLE LAVA, you idiot! The four running through underground tunnels and cunicoletti reaching the point where there is this emergence of lava and all there:
"Ohhhhh"
. They do what they must do and DestinatoAMorire2 says to move because the activity is increasing.
Profsofigomasfigato ZelanteScassacazzi and come back first, while AssistenteInutile DestinatoAMorire1 and continue to be sampled. While the latter two are coming back, foot down DestinatoAMorire1: "But these passages are not marked on the map! Accidempolina "
AssistenteInutile replied briskly:
" But what do you care? "
At that moment, the fate lies in wait, and over the head of DestinatoAMorire1 we see a crack in the ceiling where Gently, gently the lava begins to slip (do not ask why now comes down the lava if the fracture was already there. These are not questions which must be to force an answer, like many others in this movie XD). And there, before a crapped out lava face DestinatoAMorire1 latter has the latest twist, the final insight that he will die accompanied by a burst of laughter
"I understand! This is not a normal gallery! This ... LAVA is a gallery. " Genius! * O *
shame that the lava tubes are not formed overnight, especially not put yourself electrical wiring with lights and rope handrail (the voice you hear in the distance Lava humming: "Hey-oh! Hey-oh! Let's go to work! "), then, the tunnels were to stay there for a while 'of time and then, again, the miners would have already found due on maps and mapping. Instead, here they seem to have sprung out of nowhere, alone.
Yes, all together: The Paradoxes of eruptive activity. short, DestinatoAMorire1 dies burned alive by lava, AssistenteInutile it burns a bit, 'but there's just Profsofigomasfigato ZelanteScassacazzi and to save his life. And here, while they are to go up the elevator that will bring all to safety, Profsofigomasfigato pulls out all her good heart and despair of having lost one of his students "He 's gone. Let's move! "
... What TOUCH! T_T I moved
T ^ T But our hero does not lose heart, and once outside the hospital and bring AssistenteInutile while waiting to know his condition, here comes the bombshell and shocking! Rome! Rome was destroyed by the eruption of Vesuvius and Etna * nods seriously *, joined against the capital!
Bravi.
No, I say, good. For this shit is fire applause, they could not do better. \\ O / But still!
but there were so 'so many options! I mean fuck C'Entro VESUVIUS?! I would have understood the Campi Flegrei, MA VESUVIUS! Since Rome and Naples?!
and Mount Etna?! The ETNA
?!?!?!
VOLCANO ITALIAN MORE 'Pacios THAT THERE'! It only effusive eruptions
T_T, at most Strombolian, but how the hell do I get to destroy Rome?!
T_____T And to think ... and say that ... LAZIO THAT HAS ITS VOLCANOES! SUFFICIENT TO THOSE Eruption! Or you could erupt
to the Vavilov and Marsili, as tsunami waves rose and destroyed half the coastline of Italy!
Mela * rubs his temples: Paradoxes eruptive, eruptive Paradoxes are only *
Profsofigomasfigato returned to Washington determined to take matters in hand and talk with the President. Here is GeologoIntelligente ZelanteScassacazzi crapped by calling him Mr. Plagiarism (?) And compares what is happening in the nucleus of a hamburger indigestion (eh?! O_o) but this allows the President of the United States to understand what is happening (a bunch of idiots).
"What do we do?"
Question the President, who does not know that Big Mac hamburger and seize between MacChiken, but fortunately, our hero has the solution! The solution
BRILLIANT! The solution
solutions!
"pricked the ocean floor to vent the lava and ease the pressure of the nucleus " Ok, great man, and with what?
"With nuclear missiles!" ...
But all was not started by the radiation emitted by the man who had been raising blabla blabla-
"Please! They had to end this shit with fucked up even bigger! " Sorry, I had not thought of. u_u
Together, working with other countries in the world (of course, in emergencies, caring, and suddenly all become very good friends: RussiaAmericaCina all cooperative, that ass) prepare the plan, but, hey, not all. For
be implemented in the best two of the three remaining (DestinatoAMorire1 died, AssistenteIntelligente is in the hospital) should get the two submarines that launch the attack: one in the Pacific and one Atlantic. Being a large rider Profsofigomasfigato, arbitrarily decides to send himself and DestinatoAMorire2 while ZelanteScassacazzi will act as a bridge to Washington. Meanwhile, Profsofigomasfigato MoglieDeficiente and stain to the call in three thousand apologies, that the fault is his, he should not go around, here and there, which no longer exists the change of seasons that were better when were worse. Among the various bullshit he says even that's not really safe to stay in Yellowstone where MoglieDeficiente is the guardian of the park, but she, with all its replication deficiency:
"Maffigurati erupts when the park!"
words .. . volcanoes around the world are making havoc with the eruptions in the chain and you come to say that it is impossible for the Yellowstone erupts, which is - let's not forget - on the largest caldera in the world, a place of supervolcano and if it were to be itching to get putacaso ass erupt and destroy the United States of America? Obviously, she is not the only idiot, and in the park people still go there as if the rest of the world was going on a massacre of immense proportions and was not going to all fanculandia. But MoglieDeficiente, who had come without the doubt that had forseforse Profsofigomasfigato Ragone, begins to evacuate visitors (and do not miss the gem of the two who trumpet in a tent! That is beautiful but useless!). As predicted by our hero while he is on a trip with a submarine, Yellowstone erupts. The more cracked possible.
The only volcano that was erupting explosively, he pulls out a half-fetecchia suddenly (with the jets that are replaced by the geyser of lava fountains) and then, way effusion molten lava that kills people, breaks things, but MoglieDeficiente, being married to Profsofigomasfigato, could not die!
So while you see the lava advancing at the same time, our hero launches nuclear missiles, and everything magically stops: the lava vents, on the surface does not come out again and so on. Even DestinatoAMorire2 shine its cartridges, but since its end already established, here is a sudden collapse of the rocks on the submarine was severely damaged and goes into depth, along with all its crew (a rock sinking the submarine; up to Profsofigomasfigato I have fallen hundreds or even a scratch. Just to let you out).
So, feel-good discourse and philosophical PresidenteHamburger
that says "Siiiii, we must go on! We must all be united! It will not be easy but we we'll make it! "
and the image of a changing world, transforming the land into huge pieces of the puzzle, you arrive at the conclusion of the movie where Profsofigomasfigato MoglieDeficiente and have finally decided to make peace and return together (Profsofigomasfigato has also refused the post because GeologoIntelligente all'USGS sottosotto is a communist and does not want becoming subject to the state!). And they all lived radioactive and happy.
** Is not it wonderful that?! * Blink *
XD tell me how did I not die of laughter!
** And now, here also the trailer!
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