A lament, to what was. *Rated R for language*
Things are not what they seem... In a world that keeps changing, how do you know who can you trust?
Author's note type thing. Posted in the MCR section because that's usually where I post.
I wake up to the sounds of crows and fall asleep to the sound of crows. There's no changing that.
Could you walk away from everything you know? Start again with a dangerous stranger? Could I do it? I dont know...
"So you're like, my bitch now?" :FRERARD:
Gerard's Explanantion, PLEASE READ. *UPDATE IS NOTHING NEW, JUST THE MISSPELT TITLE WAS REALLY PISSING ME OFF!*
Sorry, Long time no see. Contains Character death. No Pairing, really.
[CHAPTER 4 UP] Gerard leads a normal, joy-filled life until several mysterious murders start occurring around him.
Based on a series of dreams I'm still current having. More a record of what happened for my own benefit written in the form of a story. Anyway I hope you enjoy it. (Comments/Reviews are greatly ...
Welcome to a world where you've gotta run. Welcome to a world controlled by corporations. Welcome to the Danger Days.
Her name was Barbara Weaver, and Gerard was pretty certain that he was madly in love with her.
Frerard!
The year is 2050, twenty years after the ending of the Killjoy Wars, where all the Killjoys of Battery City and the Zones were obliterated by BL/ind. Rayven, a simple schoolgirl, predicts that BL/i...
put it in this category because this is where most of the people who read my stuff is at