I'm not good enough at knowing my games to make my own list but combining yours, you only have 39, 43, 44 and 46 left to get. Spoiler: 44 44. Hitman Blood Money
Is that because you don't know what it is or just you're keeping it a secret?
Ooh mysterious~ So what is this ultimate prize?
Why? What's so special about thread 11? Is it the last one? Surely not?
Um guys, can I just quickly say something? I don't care, I'm not one to easily take offense and I don't mind. The Midnight thing is my thing and I'm sorry if it's getting annoying but I'm rather fond of it. I'll try to make it more interesting but I do like posting at Midnight on the dot. DT, thankyou for standing up for me but right now I just want people to stop arguing. I don't want anyone to get hurt, especially not because of me. So I'm sorry for any hurt I've caused but I will continue to do my Midnight thing. I just hope everyone can get along and smile~
Happy Birthday!!!!!! I hope you have a great day and you get everything you wished for~
Midnight!!!!!!!!!! And you all rock~
I went to my prom, it was amazing though it was basically a glorified disco. Also Midnight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh I know and I'm probably never going to even meet this person but I just found it really wierd how I basically fit the description almost exactly.
Guys, that awkward moment when you hear someone saying what their lesbian friend's preference for girls is and you realise you fit the description perfectly.
Midnight!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As each of them shared their stories, Eliza sat on her chair, with her arms wrapped around herself. She listened to every single word that was spoken, felt for every bad thing that had happened. She'd expected none of them to of had it easy but how could she prepare herself to hear something like that. Each one of them had their own past, that shook her too the core. Up to now she thought she'd had it rough but now she started to wonder, she'd had stuff happen to her but how could that ever compare to what she'd just been told and in a way she felt guilty. Maybe her life hadn't been as hard as theirs, maybe she'd had it easy.As Scott asked if they wanted to share, Eliza slowly took a deep breath and looked up. "I'll share, I guess it's only fair." She was shaking slightly, even if her story wasn't as bad, it was her past and it was hard. She still dreaded what they might think of her after, would they think she was a monster or would they think she'd just had it easy? She'd made her choice to share now though, so she could only wait and see. "Well I think my story must start off in the same way as everybody else's did, even if I've only just discovered that. My dad didn't kill himself or leave me or even beat me. He was...nice. I guess I was lucky, he didn't find it easy but we got by." She smiled briefly at the memory, before slowly shaking her head."I went to school as well but that didn't work out quite as well. I was bullied. Badly. Every single day, they made my life hell. Verbal, physical, emotional, social, every single type of bullying, I suffered through it. I was singled out, treated like a disease and made to feel worthless. I was a scapegoat, everything bad was my fault. I got beat up badly, every day, I still have the scars to show it. I'd try to fight back but a little girl against a huge group of massive guys. I didn't stand a chance." As talked she wrapped her arms around herself tighter, rocking slightly on her seat. "I didn't tell anyone. I never got help, I couldn't. I never once mentioned it to my dad, as I didn't want to burden him with that, I didn't dare ruin my time with him at home. I was trapped, alone. I suffered in silence for years and years, with it getting progressively worse as I got older. And then that day came..."She paused for a moment as the memories filled her mind, suffocating her, however much she tried to stop them. "I must have been about thirteen when it happened. They beat me up particularly badly that day, until I just couldn't take it anymore. Fighting back usually made it worse but still I lashed out, in the hope I could stop them. Well, I certainly stopped them. I'm still not sure exactly what happened but before I knew it, everyone was screaming, sparks were flying everywhere and the lead guy had flew backwards through the air and was now on the ground not moving." Eliza was shaking quite badly as she spoke, reliving the memory in her head, "The way they looked at me then, desperately trying to get away like I was a monster." She wasn't a monster, was she?"I-I didn't know what to do. So I ran and kept on running. I didn't dare go back to my dad because what if he suffered due to my actions. So I just ran. I had to give up the one good thing in my life due to that day. The first few weeks were hard, alone on the streets but somehow I got by. I gradually got to grips with my powers which made things easier but still. I got by, I survived. I've spent four years on the streets in total now before Lenny found me. So, that's about it, now I'm here, with you guys. A fresh start, hopefully it'll turn out okay this time and you'll accept me as part of your group." Slowly, her trademark smile returned to her face just slightly. Friends and a place to belong, that's all she really wanted, could this be her chance? She was still shaking slightly from her story as she looked around, waiting for them to judge her as they no doubt would.
This is really quite awesome~
