Valka has a manly voice in IceStorm Island | Another Bug Report

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In The Coming Threat, once you fly away from Icestorm Island and talk to Valka, she has Stoick's voice.

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Okay. I absolutely HAVE to play now. XD Omg....

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Shadow (Toothless. :P) is going exploring, and Winter saw something on the water. "Looks like a boat.." Ferno said. He was still quite concerned about the new Alpha. Askar, hearing the word "Boat", bounded over to see it.

"Oh wow! I've seen one of them before. Look, they're hauling the fish onto it." Winter and Askar observed the men as they threw another net into the water. "Are they taking it all?" asked Winter as they threw a third net in. "What? Like... stealing it? That's not very nice!" Winter took off towards the boat, while Askar sat on the cliffedge, feeling awkward. This was not a good situation. Why were those men taking all of the fish?

 

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To this day

 

I'm not the only kid who grew up this way

Surrounded by people who used to say that rhyme about sticks and stones

As if broken bones hurt more than the names we got called and we got called them all

So we grew up believing no one would ever fall in love with us that we'd be lonely, forever...

That we'd never meet someone to make us feel like the sun was something they built for us in their tool shed So broken heart strings bled the blues As we tried to empty ourselves so we would feel nothing.

Don't tell me that hurts less than a broken bone.

That an ingrown life is something surgeons can cut away

That there's no way for it to metastasize It does

 

She was eight years old

Our first day of grade three when she got called ugly

We both got moved to the back of the class so we would stop getting bombarded by spit balls

But the school halls were a battleground we found ourselves outnumbered day after day

We used to stay inside for recess Because outside was worse

Outside we'd have to rehearse running away or learn to stay still like statues giving no clues that we were there In grade five they taped a sign to the front of her desk that read "Beware Of Dog"

To this day despite a loving husband, she doesn't think she's beautiful

Because of a birthmark that takes up a little less than half of her face...

Kids used to say she looks like a wrong answer that someone tried to erase but couldn't quite get the job done And they'll never understand that she's raising two kids whose definition of beauty begins with the word mom! Because they see her heart before they see her skin, because she's only ever always been amazing!

He...

 

...was a broken branch grafted onto a different family tree...

Adopted...

But not because his parents opted for a different destiny...

He was three when he became a mixed drink of one part left alone, and two parts tragedy

Started therapy in 8th grade

Had a personality made up of tests and pills

Lived like the uphills were mountains and the downhills were cliffs

Four fifths suicidal a tidal wave of anti depressants depressants and an adolescence of being called popper

One part because of the pills, ninety nine parts because of the cruelty.

He tried to kill himself in grade ten when a kid who could still go home to mom and dad had the audacity to tell him "Get over it."

As if depression is something that can be remedied by any of the contents found in a first aid kit.

To this day he is a stick of TNT lift from both ends.

Could describe you in detail the way the sky bends in the moments before it's about to fall

And despite an army of friends who all call him an inspiration

He remains a conversation piece between people who can't understand that sometimes, becoming drug free Has less to do with addiction and more to do with sanity!

 

We weren't the only kids who grew up this way...

To this day kids are still being called names.

The classics were "Hey stupid" "Hey spaz"

Seems like every school has an arsenal of names getting updated every year

And if a kid breaks in a school and no one around chooses to hear do they make a sound?

Are they just the background noise Of a soundtrack stuck on repeat When people say things like

Kids can be cruel?

Every school was a big top circus tent

And the pecking order went from acrobats to lion tamers from clowns to carnies

All of these were miles ahead of who we were we were freaks..

Lobster claw boys and bearded ladies

Oddities

Juggling

Depression

And loneliness

Playing solitaire, spin the bottle,

Trying to kiss the wounded parts of ourselves and heal

But at night! While the others slept, we kept walking the tightrope

It was practice and yes some of us fell

But I wanna tell them that all of this,

Is just debris...

Leftover when we finally decide to smash all the things we thought we used to be

And if you can't see anything beautiful about yourself get a better mirror!

Look a little closer!

STARE A LITTLE LONGER!!

Because there's something inside you that made you keep trying despite everyone who told you to quit.

You built a cast around your broken heart and signed it yourself, you signed it

"THEY WERE WRONG!!!"

 

Because maybe you didn't belong to a group or a cliche

Maybe they decided to pick you last for basketball or everything

Maybe you used to bring bruises and broken teeth to show and tell but never told

Because how can you hold your ground if everyone around you wants to better you beneath it

You have to BELIEVE THAT THEY WERE WRONG!!

 

They have to be wrong...

Why else would we still be here?

We grew up learning to cheer on the underdog because we see ourselves in them

We stem from a root planted in the belief that we are not what we were called

We are not abandoned cars stalled out and sitting empty on some highway

And if in some way we are don't worry

We only got out to walk and get gas

We are graduating members from the class of we made it

Not the faded echoes of voices crying out names will never hurt me

Of course... They did...

But our lives will only ever always continue to be a balancing act that has less to do with pain

And more to do with beauty...

 

 

 

 

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Io non mi sono accorta di nulla avevo l'audio disattivato :p

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