Flame Vs. The Dark Ruler (you Cant Kill Me Im A Bad Bitch Vine)

Flame vs. the dark ruler (you can’t kill me I’m a bad bitch vine)

Clara Barton as a ghost

Clara usually hants her last house. Yet if someone is in need of medical attention and no one is helping them, she will definitely try to help. Giving medical attention is kind of hard for Clara as ghost because she can’t hold items. So most of the time she guilds people to alive medical professionals or instruct them on how to give themselves medical attention. Medical emergencies are rare near Clara’s house and she has no interest in appearing to alive people for no reason, so she is not seen often. Most people don’t take a lot of time to learn about historical figures and are skeptics of magic so when Clara is seen people think that their eyes are playing tricks on them or even if they do recognize her as a ghost they don’t know who she is.

I don’t know exactly what blorbo means but I made this

The Monitor and the Merrimso By Tomas Babby

When the rebel commander had sunk the Cumberland,

And the gallant frigate Congress, was burning by his band,

Said he, we'll sink all Yankee ships that keep us in the blockade,

For the Mac is good for every thing that ever Yankee made;

So get a little nearer---

Make ready, boys, and fire,

And we'll play them the tune call'd Virginia never tire.

Ho! pilot, at the lookout! just cast your eyes around,

Ere we sink the Minnesota, that now is fast aground.

The pilot look'd with quizing eye, as loudly he laugh'd

There comes a Yankee cheese-box a-floating on a raft;

Let her get a little nearer,

We'll sink her the first fire,

For we'll play the tune the called Virginia never tire.

And soon the gallant Monitor came down up-on the Mac,

And gave an introduction with a devll of a whack;

She made the monster stagger, the captain was alarmed

To see a Yankee cheese-box with bolts of thunder armed;

Let her get a little nearer,

Animal reserve our fire,

And we'll play the tune the called Virginia never tire.

But Worden, of the Moniter, was not the lest afaird

And heavy were the compliments he to Virginians paid;

He bang'd her fore, he bang'd aft, and broke her iron skin;

He pelted her between the rips and let the daylight in;

Says the rebel to his ire:

Ho! pilot, your a liar,

For the devil's in the cheese box, and the Virginia must retire.

In all my travels at sea I never saw a craft

So dreadful as this cheese-box a-floating on a raft,

For every shot she gives the Mac her iron fabric shakes;

Let us no longer try her,

We cannot stand her fire,

We'll have to play a new tune, Virginia will retire.

Here's to the health to gallant Worden, and all his dauntless crew,

That fought against the the Merrimac and prov'd their courage true;

May the caution give a just reward, nor let them run adraft

Who fought the Yankee cheese-box a-floating on a raft,

And the nation we admire

The patriotic fire

That made them change their tune to the Virginia will retire.

The original article

chroniclingamerica.loc.gov

Delaware inquirer. (Wilmington, Del.) 1859-18??, March 22, 1862, Image 1

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a kind caring character being kind and caring because they actively choose to be despite their anger and trauma will always be infinitely more compelling and relatable than them just being a pure innocent baby uwu