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  1. I think I've got it! Ha! By he, I mean Brandon Sanderson.
  2. https://imgflip.com/i/4fx8xx https://imgflip.com/i/4fx97n
  3. "They said, 'Tom Threw Tim Three Thumbtacks', and then they asked me, 'Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers. A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked. If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?'"
  4. To be, or not to be--that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune Or to take arms against a sea of troubles And by opposing end them. To die, to sleep-- No more--and by a sleep to say we end The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to. 'Tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep-- To sleep--perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub, For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause. There's the respect That makes calamity of so long life. For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, Th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of th' unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all, And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, And enterprise of great pitch and moment With this regard their currents turn awry And lose the name of action. There we go, some genius to balance the idiots.
  5. Hello, everyone! I'm memorizing Hamlet's most famous monologue for my Socratic class!
  6. "Well, I went To The supermarket, Then I was attacked by Terrific Tongue-Twisters!"
  7. Crescendo looks at Diminuendo. "You're getting this, right?" she whispers. "You need to learn this, too."
  8. Diminuendo spoke to Crescendo for the first time in a while. "Why are you so ashamed of being a Releaser?" "Not now!" hissed Crescendo. "No. Why?" Diminuendo appeared in front of her. He looked like he always did, flakes of ash drifting down in a miniature ash storm. "I'm in class, shh! I can't talk right now." "I don't understand, though. I understand that those people where you used to live didn't like that you were a Releaser, but these people don't seem to feel the same way. So why are you still ashamed of me?" Crescendo sighed. "Listen, can we talk later, when I'm alone in my room?" "I suppose. But we will talk later." Diminuendo settled above Crescendo's shoulder, not bothering to disappear from her again. Crescendo turned her attention back to Brightness Sebarial.
  9. Instead of homes, the rest were all houses.
  10. "I have," said Crescendo, raising her hand.
  11. Yes, actually. Elvis!!! TPBM enjoys waffles.
  12. "Was there a plan for something?"
  13. "That's a good point. So where are we going?"
  14. Crescendo looks at Brightness Sebarial. "What's this class about?"
  15. "Where are we going?"
  16. "I don't think there was mushroom in the bread, but all right." Cadenza shrugged.
  17. Crescendo looks at Ros and smiles, although it didn't seem quite real.
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