From Thread: MSNpoints Wed Jul 11, 2012 4:15:07 PM
remove it. it was a scam someone told me I could get free microsoft points but once I got ten people to go to the site it just sent me to a survey. I had mentally prepared for it to be a scam, because it seemed to good to be true.
Okay, I'll admit it. I'm only Windows XP right now cause it works with my USB wireless adapter. However, once I get back high-speed internet at the end of August, I really want to switch back to Linux.
However, I don't want to go to Ubuntu as it seems that the latest version doesn't support my hardware (HP Pavilion m7480n) that well. So I'm looking for a distro that will work well with my hardware that's also easy to use for a person not that familiar with Linux.
Any suggestions will be gratefully considered. I use this rig for surfing the web, tracking finances, writing, light gaming (ie. RCT3 Gold or OpenTTD), and working on my websites. Paid distros are out, as I really don't want to have to pay for the next OS, unless it's for my gaming rig in the future.
She looks at him, "You almost look paralyzed. I hope I didn't hurt you or anything."
Kalena's hands slide over his skin; excitement ran through Kalena as she ran her finger tips all around and then she continued to kiss Ryker as she sat on him. Kalena pulls away slightly and says in a hushed tone, "If you don't want to continue then that's fine Ryker. I'm not going to get upset or anything." She then quietly laughs, "Sorry, I'm just so happy."
Kalena then gets off Ryker and sits at his side. She closes her eyes for a moment, thinking. When she opens them, her smile disappears and she looks at Ryker. "There was a body found yesterday. The only visible wound was a missing left eye. Otherwise the cause of death is unknown."
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Whats up? How's everyone been? I graduated so I got time on my hands like daaaayyuuumm only 1 more final and I'm out of high school anyways I thought I might spend some of my mass amount of free time on here because this site helped me sooo much with resting between school and sports I appreciate it so much...so yeah HEY!!
From Thread: end it all Fri Jun 15, 2012 10:50:21 PM
Alex woke up and looked around. Wha....where am I" he said.
"you are in heaven." a voice said next to him. he looked over to see a boy with wings floating near him.
"AHH....what the....wait, heavan? like the after life?"he asked.
"yep, that's right."the boy said excitedly.
"but that means...am I dead?"Alex asked slowly.
"yes, sadly you where hit by a car just moments ago, but due to your goodness you have been granted access to heaven."the angel said.
"Amy, is Amy hear?" Alex asked wildly.
"no, I'm sorry, but people who commit suicide do not make it into heaven." the boy said with a sad tone. "but that is fine, because you get to spend your afterlife in eternal happiness now, you made it kid." he said.
"how can I be happy without her?' he asked.
"this is heaven, you will find a way." the angel said.
"so...she would be in hell?" Alex asked.
"well yes, that is where you go when you commit a sin as bad as taking your own life." he said.
"and how would one get to hell from here?" Alex asked.
"well you would have to get there through pergotory, but you don't want to do that, not many people are lucky enough to get in here kid, you shouldn't even be thinking about..." he started but was interupted as Alex stood up and walked in the first direction he faced. "which way do I go?"
From Thread: Awakened Fri Jun 15, 2012 10:42:13 PM
What I really want to know is where I am.
I stifle a crackling groan and attempt to open my eyes. The eyelids were terribly heavy. Both personal surveillance pieces refuse to listen and a film of black remains. That’s when realization hits like an iron fist. My eyes ARE open.
I try to double over as the strike comes at full force. But straps only enable my head, back, knees and hands to lift off the metallic bed. Hearing the stretch of leather, I buck against them again. Yet the trammels are too stubborn, rejecting all hopes of freedom.
Anesthetics must have persisted effects for the first few minutes of my barely conscious state. Whatever had been acting as a dam between me and pain all of a sudden broke.
Nearly snapping all of the restraints, I arch farther off the makeshift bed and roll my head back. I clench my teeth together, feeling my eyes widen to twice their size. My very being is flooded and torrents of torture erupt as sweltering tears spring into dry ducts. Cruel waves blast against muscles and lap over bones. Within a second my arms and legs go from frigid to scorching. A tsunami of drilling blades mercilessly washes through my upper body and slashes at my innards.
Or was I actually being stabbed over and over and over again?
But the swelling of a hurricane presses against my cranium with insurmountable pressure and overrides all other sufferings. I thought my skull would rupture. It compels a heart-wrenching outcry to pop my own ear drums and nearly dislocate my jaw. The reverberating sound causes the once still air to tremor. As it echoes I get an idea of how big the room truly is. And how empty.
No longer wanting to feel immense pain, I make an effort to shut myself down. I wait for shrouds of death to devour both my mind and body. Longing to turn into a soulless carcass that has only one purpose – decaying.
“I don’t think so Liam.” I could feel their bitter breath against my forehead. Despite being close, they sounded a hundred feet away.
What was it they had said? Liam? A prick to my gooseflesh causes me to release a sharp gasp, and the previous thought to disperse. It was a familiar sensation with the memory too far behind. A needle?
The fading sound of heavy boots against cement pulsates in my skull. Then I hear a door open and close, the whir of advanced technological locks telling me that the man has left.
I had been so close to leaving my own flesh and escaping this hell. But evil strings ruthlessly tugged and hauled me back. As if someone had filled my system with lead, my blood vessels weigh me down. My rapidly decelerating pulse startled me a bit.
Nerves go on sensory overload as I unwillingly drop back down and relax. Chilling steel against my bare back wasn’t what I wanted at the moment.
At least the previous pain has ebbed to subtle numbness.
Heavy waterworks still stumble their way down quivering cheeks. My chest heaves as I take vigorous inhalations. Speckles of white dance in front of my view and eat away at the shadows. Minor relief washes through me once the sense of sight comes forth. As the light dissipates my focus also settles. Instead of seeing six distorted faces hover overhead, they fuse into a single attractive one.
Soulless eyes act like endless galaxies that gaze down at me. What appear to be black, the pair of irises can be seen with hues of sapphire. Stars of hidden beliefs glisten behind each orb. Distant yet close. Thoughts forever clouded, never to be revealed. Untouchable and unreadable. Each one shimmers with the anguish of being unbearably far away from humanity.
Who do those eyes belong to? Why do they show so much torment?
As if it were a rabid creature, grief claws at my insides with uncomforting potency. Those eyes…they are…mine. Frowning, I scan the rest of the unrecognizable young man in the overhead mirror.
My life used to be simple. In the morning's I'd greet my mom, before running to school so i wasn't late. At school, I'd be teased because I don't have a dad that loves me enough to visit. Then, I'd get detention for punching someone in face. I'd skip detention and catch a ride with my best friend since birth, Ethan. We'd watch horror movies at his house until my mom called, pissed about me getting another detention. Mom would pick me up, lecturing me the whole way home. We'd fight. I'd stomp to my room and draw while mom yelled at me through the door. Eventually, she'd leave. I'd fall asleep with my pencil in my hand. The next morning everything would start over. The only time my day is different is when i make it a whole day with out knocking someone on their ass or i skip school completely. I never realized how much i looked forward to the day being the same until it wasn't. All because i met Him. He was a nice, sweet guy, who seemed trustworthy. Boy, was i wrong. He changed the way i looked at life. He changed my view of things completely. I went from weird and unwanted, to rare and wanted by everyone and everything. My name is Halo Abbey, and I'm hear to tell you how my life was changed from normal, to super natural.
It was a grey Tuesday afternoon, and i was in English. I wasn't paying attention to lesson. I was to busy thinking of all the ways to piss off my mom. You see, me and her had a fight, which was normal. But mom had crossed the line by comparing me to the slug that calls himself my father. I extremely hate the man. He ditched my mom when she got pregnant with me, and still has the ball's to write me every week. Well, her comment pissed me off beyond belief. But the worst part is that she didn't even realize how much passed the line she went. She said i was exactly like him, in every way. I slapped her. So now me and her aren't on speaking terms. And she thinks that it's some kind of punishment. It's more of a blessing.
"Halo." I looked up from my notebook. Mrs.Teacher lady was standing next to my desk and, by her expression, had said my name more than once. I raised an eye brow at her, "Yes, Mrs.Teacher?" She narrowed her eyes at me, obviously not liking the fact that i couldn't remember her name after having her for most the year. Her small frame trembled with suppressed anger. Weird. She's usually so laid back and carefree. I wonder what i did. With a huff, Mrs.Teacher stocked to her desk, scribbled up a detention slip, and held it out to me. Shit, i wonder what made her so mad. I stood up and asked, "What did do, exactly?" She gave a harsh laugh, "Don't play innocent. You know what you did." I shrugged and picked up my stuff. As i grabbed my detention slip, I noticed an evil smile cross her face. Crap, that woman scared me. When i was out of class i looked at the detention slip. I got detention for pulling cruel, and dirty pranks. Wonder when i did that.