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Time is a valuable thing By Kieran “Kezzer” O’Connor For the very cool Shayla Part the part that comes after part the second Things started off badly, but that was ok as they got a lot worse later on. Shayla had never tried to teach anyone anything in her whole life; she was basing most everything off the Karate kid and other films she had seen. The first lesson had been weapons training, and it could not have gone worse. “Ok guys these are the main weapons you will be using, each is unique to you though I will give you some secondary weapons later on.” Shayla lead the turtles over to a table and handed out the

Time is a valuable thing By Kieran “Kezzer” O’Connor For the very cool Shayla Part the second When Shayla opened her eyes for one dreadful second she thought that it had not worked, she was still standing in the same place in the sewer. The relief came when she turned around to see that there were some changes, of course the sewers had stayed mostly the same over the decades, why would they look too different? With the panic over Shayla put the time scepter into the crook of her arm and sighed as the broken piece came off again. She picked it up mumbling to herself and put it in her pocket. The climb out of the sewer was e

Time is a valuable thing By Kieran “Kezzer” O’Connor For the very cool Shayla Most people think of time like a river, flowing swift and true down a single path that can not be moved. The truth is the time is closer to the winds, chaotically spinning its web around the world in a never ending ether. Like the wind the very smallest thing can change it forever, unlike the pebble been dropped into the river that people see as time. Even the beat of a butterfly’s wing can cause a hurricane, and even a single action can change time… *** New York is a city of levels, buildings that reach up to the very heavens themselve

In sickness and in health By Kieran “Kezzer” O’Connor Words, useless and wonderful words never seemed to stop coming out of the walls now in their never ending torrents. They were slurred and slow, echoes of the silent dead given the chance to speak once more and they spoke in the language of the dead.  A part of him knew they were not real, that they were just voices in his head that were caused by something so small he could never see it. But there was also a part of him that was sure that these were real voices, the dead who had fallen all around him where trapped her just like he was. They had died so quickly, Trunks ha

In sickness and in health By Kieran “Kezzer” O’Connor Standing around outside where the temperature never went above freezing was not anyone’s idea of a good time. The option of sitting inside the warm and cosy lab was not available to doctor Harry Mason for two very good reasons. The first reason was that he had been dying for a smoke all day long, and smoking inside the building was a fireable offence. The second reason was that he had been told to wait for a VIP who was meant to arrive within a few minutes. Harry had been biting his nails wishing for a cigarette because of this guy showing up; hell he was not even me

Brendan the legendary swordsman By Kieran “Kezzer” O’Connor For Brendan When you fall from a great height many things can happen, you have a long time before you will hit the ground and before you do you suffer no pain. Your mind is clear and free to do its own thing, usually it does its best to get away from the fact you are plummeting to a certain death. Sir Brendan was an extraordinary man but he was still human, the prospect of dieing was not one he relished. So his mind quickly wandered, those few seconds that seemed like a life time were used up looking to the past. Sir Brendan thought back to where this had all begun

Brendan the legendary swordsman By Kieran “Kezzer” O’Connor For Brendan The two fully armoured knights walked down the stone corridor looking like the trained killers they were. One was holding a metal case in his hands while the other kept a hand on the handle of his broad sword at all times. They both had to look of men who had gone through some great hardship that was now nearing its end. Close enough to see the light at the end but still far enough away that it may be snatched away from them. “Sir Thomas, Sir Brendan.” The two men guarding the door to the king’s audience chamber snapped to attention when

Woody's new deputy By Kieran "Kezzer" O'Connor For the awesome RJ Rules are made to be broken, that is one saying that Sheriff Woody would never believe. The sheriff for the town of Pixar was well know for following the rules as they were written in the book. If you were caught even bending those rules Woody would be there to make sure that justice and the law were upheld. Because of this Pixar was known as one of the best towns in the whole of the west, an example to all the other towns around it. This was something Woody was extremely proud of, his nice and ordered town that was so spotless that it shone. Unfortunately not everyone foll

RJ's back to the future By Kieran "Kezzer" O'Connor For the awesome and amazing RJ Buying your first car is a big event in most people's lives; it is seen as a right of passage into adulthood and opening the whole world up. While it did not seem such a major event to RJ it still was pretty exciting to be looking at cars, trying to find one she could afford. She had gone to dealerships and when she saw the prices of most of the cars she had almost fainted, the amount of Jaffa cakes she could have bought with that sort of money was mind boggling. So it was the RJ started looking for people selling their old cars themselves, looking for on