I am beautiful no matter what they say. The girl enjoyed her name, yes, but at the same time she often found herself even more pleased when somebody was comfortable enough to call her by nicknames. However, there was still something else to address. Always hopping around making funny noises, always finding themselves in trouble! Thank his lucky stars he was a more powerful spirit on the spectrum on manifestations and the supernatural. The solo continues for a while, featuring 8-finger tapping and shredding, then the tempo speeds up and the song breaks into the main riff, and the first verse of lyrics, and finally the chorus.
Unable to witness the stunned expressions crossing her pretty little face as he so casually quipped a commonplace fact of his post-mortem existence without flinching at the thought of missing an important internal organ. He sunk teeth into his tongue to keep himself from spitting out an offended retort at being labelled as odd despite knowing it was the truth, notched ear twitching in unexpressed conglomerate of uncertain emotions ranging from embarassment to hurt to a warm, fuzzy feeling that did not belong in his cold apparition. So, finally able to bring words to her mouth, Werifesteria would wiggle into view, offering a tiny smile of greeting, a soft purr emitted from her maw. Not for any odd reason, but simply because it felt. No matter what we do no matter what we do No matter what we say no matter what we say We're the song inside the tune Full of beautiful mistakes And everywhere we go and everywhere we go The sun will always shine the sun will always, always shine And tomorrow we might wake on the other side. Don't look at me Every day is so wonderful Then suddenly it's hard to breathe. She had with her a small goodie bag tucked behind her back, though she hid it for now, desiring to surprise this new guy, even if he seemed kind of.
Well, yeah, I mean, as far as I know. The brightened moment of uncorrupted youth didn't last much longer, his mind seemed to scoff at his eagerness to do something he couldn't do. Trying hard to fill the emptiness. Why was the world so mean to this ghosty? A pond was the ideal location for frog hunting, sure, but a tinge of fear wrenched and knotted Beck's bloodless insides at the thought of willingly fooling around near a body of water. I haven't slept for days because my rope that I tie myself to the rock with broke. She had always loved those slimey little creatures; so interesting in appearances! His fine-tuned hearing kicked in even before the other had prompted the hunt to begin, two triangular satelittles perched atop his head already swivelling to eavesdrop in on the stray croak or rustle, registering the chirping of crickets as mere white noise as he sought out a nearby target.
She didn't have to drag him there? The notion never even crossed his mind as he listened, unintentionally verbalizing his thoughts with a rattling cough plaguing his words, But I'm not - A violent wheeze interrupted him, and he paused for an impromptu coughing fit before recovering control of his feigned respiratory system. And not just because he was a being supposed to of died nearly 530 years ago, but because of a few stupid slip-ups that people couldn't forgive or even forget. So, I understand if you'd rather not be here. As far as I know, I don't really have an actual stomach. His thought process was cut off by the simple, hesitant cue for someone referred to as a Mr. Autoplay next video You think I'd fall with simply words Your verbal abuse failed to penetrate It angers me I can't lie It boils me like a kettle But then the whistling tunes And I hurt no more I won't fall No matter what you say I won't crumble No matter how you contradict You cannot ruin my happiness Its here to stay Come what may I'm still smiling I'm still standing And you are a mere nothing to me Never again will I let you hurt me Never again will I let you try Never again will you have the opportunity Never I will never For you? I have a thingy that makes me wander off. He didn't smile just yet, but Beck did straighten from his defeated slouch, his expression lightening and freeing itself from the grim maturity shadowing his features.
You're kind of odd, just like me! After a moment of trying to come to terms with how such a thing was even possible, Weri would perk once more in eagerness. You are beautiful no matter what they say Words can't bring you down. First off let's take it from the start Straight out can't change what's in my heart No one can tear my beliefs apart You can't bring me You ain't never seen no one like me Prevail regardless what the cost might be Power flows inside of me You can't bring me Never fall as long as I try Refuse to be a part of your lie Even if it means I die You can't bring me You can't bring me down! Unlike most people, Weri found herself rather pleased with simply, Beck. After all, who wanted to hang out with a weirdo, right? Swallowing his terror, Beck staggered to his own paws, hackles falling as he silenced the cynical voice telling all the ways she could be leading him into a wicked trap. As Beck would accept her little nickname, Weri's chest puffed out in happiness.
Yes, words can't bring me down. Lifting a paw, Werifesteria would peer at the little thing, curiousity peaked. Beck's words would strike Weri with a solid blow. But alas, Werifesteria figured that there was no way of going backwards, no matter how much she desired it. He was glad he had snapped away from cowering inside his mind just in time to catch the mouthful of a name.
When she spoke again, he was in for even more of a shock, causing his apparition to ripple in confusion, a brief shadow crossing through and disturbing his otherwise believable image. Dipping his head back down, the boy recoiled into the weary sadness obscuring him, mumbling out a soft decline. I can fight it in the day, but um. And, while she did not know the meaning of many of the words that had been shared, Werifesteria had felt heavy tears form in her eyes at how everything had gone. You got me runnin goin out of my mind, You got me thinkin that I'm wastin my time. She was still shaken from the events of earlier that day, her little brain still spinning with uncertainty about how exactly everything had gone down. What happend to the girl I used to known, You let your mind out somewhere down the road, Don't bring me down, no no no no no, Ill tell you once more before I get off the floor Don't bring me down.
And yet, he just had to ruin it, like he ruined everything. O-only if you want to, of course! With a happy grin, Werifesteria would turn once more, ears perked as she searched the grass for the little creatures. As long as he didn't send Jersey to beat him up or something. Whatever it was, Weri had not the slightest of ideas, and it roughed her fur the wrong way. She liked his awkward little smile; it was cute! His face lit up once more, and a childish tone found its way into his rasping words. Would he blame her for her clanmates? For despite the face that Werifesteria was a pleasant, welcoming individual, the girl had yet to truly develop the relationships that she so desired with her clanmates. Beck shrugged, before perking with an idea, Oh, I could watch ya at night to make sure ya don't wander - if ya want, I mean.
Upon his question, the girl would feel heat rush to her eartips. He saved himself from totally admitting his true thoughts that randomly bubbled out of him by switching to his native tongue, knowing full well Weri wouldn't understand. Weri persisted anyways, awkwardly offering to simply do something. Stammering over his own words, the boy gave an awkward smile as he wheezed out, Yeah, um, there's a frog over there, Okay, maybe that wasn't the best approach at keeping her from realizing just how much of a monster or a backstabber so many had called him before - take two. And so, it was no great surprise that the dainty ebony feline had made her way over to where she had been told he would be.
Weri offered, nudging the bag towards him as she shuffled over to sit beside him, opening up the little bag. It felt good to get things off her chest. So don't you bring me down today. It was his hidden excitement that eased the smile more comfortable upon her maw once more, and she would give a slight bounce on the end of her toes. Flopping over in the grass onto his back, Beck tried to picture what the clouds looked like at this time of day. For a moment, Weri felt that perhaps she had offended Beck.