Rin: As I was reading a textbook today I had an idea that would work really well for this task. So I turned to Ghost and I said "Lets go hang ten poems in ten trees." My idea was based on displaying the writings of the little known Sapphire-Twilight (...me) somewhere that people would be able to stop and enjoy them, and nature, at the same time. when I got to looking at Sapphire-Twilight's sad sad writing I found that there were only five poems that I really liked. Then there was her amazing plan to destroy the human race. The writings I chose are as follows.

"It's better to be alone," they say,
with a broken heart it must be grand
like a blizzard in the desert
like an ice cube in your hand
but I'm frozen to the core.
I cannot take the cold much more
and so it's time I go my friend.
No more you'll find my hand.
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The train wheels rattle
reminding me of you
such comfort in your steady words
to me it was something new.
Counting out the miles of time
until you had to go
Outside the storm is raging
like the home I left behind
And as the rain streaks the windows
I wonder if some of it is mine,
could it be tears I've cried?
lightning shows and disappears
but I'll never hear the thunder
its lost in the train wheels' rattle
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A castle of glass cards surrounded the Earth
then someone outside made a horrible sound,
and our castle crashed down,

And now,

The shards of what used to protect us are weapons,
razors to cut the ones that we loved
and ourselves,

But now,

I'm so far away from your warring world,
littered with blood and broken glass cards,
I can see,

You can't

Aliens we saw through the glass are free to attack
you're too busy fighting to send them back,
so you'll die,

And now,

I play solitaire with my deck of glass cards,
and build a glass castle surrounding myself,
for I am more fragile without,

Since you died.
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Brown bricks
unchanged by time
climbing up high
to the softly pointed roof and steeple,
small but proud.
I step inside
I see sermons preached
and songs sung
lively weddings
to join forever
man and wife,
and funerals
to say goodbye
on days when forever seemed too close.
Memories
Now held only by the dust
as it wafted up disturbed by my steps
to play in the long beams of sunlight
shining gently from the windows.
And as I stood in the forgotten church
I reached into my pocket and wondered,
How many licks to the center of a tootsie-pop?
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When the end of the world is near
and there's nothing left to dream about,
when chaos knocks upon your door
I'll join the fight with you.

When evil deeds are okay
and good's nothing to shout about
what will good and evil call themselves
when the end of the world is near?

And not the plan to destroy the world

Open a candy shop and make the most delicious brand of chocolate. Use the best quality ingredients and sell it at a low price. At first your profits won't go up much but then everyone will learn how good it is and your profits will increase exponentially.

Use your new money to open new branches. Go international as soon as possible.

As everyone learns to trust your product, hire some evil scientists -who hate the world just as much- behind the scenes to engineer a virus for you.

Virus must:
Take about 5 days to a week to show symptoms
Be completely fatal
Be freakishly contagious
Have no cure
(optional) be gruesome.

Put it in the chocolate and ship it worldwide so it reaches everywhere all at once.

As the plague breaks out open relief efforts. Give the survivors money... and chocolate! Since you made sure the virus took so long to show symptoms no one will have traced it to you yet.

While everyone is panicking send your mercenaries to steal the atomic weapons and destroy all of the countries that can't afford your chocolate.

Once you're sure no one else will make it, or if they catch on to what you are doing, blow up your headquarters. Don't forget the evil laugh.

Ghost: Rin asked me if I wanted to do a task today, and I couldn't really refuse as I hadn't much to do; so she said we should go hang poems up in the trees around campus. I thought it sounded like a good idea... until she only had five. SO, instead we placed five poems in trees... and five plans to destroy the world. (Next to where all the smart people congregate no less.) It in it's self was kinda poetic. Like a ying and yang thing. Poems and Destruction... I couldn't refuse the idea.