Another Untitled Poem
Back then, i would have gathered a hammer, smashed them flat as pinocchio's conscience. testing palisades of clocks and yardsticks, no advent waits for the restive dreamer.
Shapely Cow
Your judgements you will cease, and now submissively you bow, so sit quietly at your desk, your thoughts we roughly steer, what you're feeling is called "peace", it all seems normal now, it's all become burlesque, so sit back and have a beer, your conscience
Insanity's Inception
Most acted as their conscience dictated. for good or ill...
Life's Many Surprises-chapter 5
His conscience told him, wanting ryan to finally admit the truth. "i do not!" ryan yelled out loud, but realized he was just yelling in an empty room. 'you've liked him for the past year, just admit it already.' his conscience remarked back.
Safe
Fight resistance fight desires trying to defeat me stabbing like a blade in and through the fragile conscience stuck in this hell fighting through the devil screaming free me please from my past regrets grab the hammer and break through the boards
Credits Roll, Post Game (PMD: WNA #1)
'tell him, tell him you're going home.' my conscience demanded. again, i ignored it. i lied. "i, i think i'd like that. if, for some reason, i had to stay here, it would be nice to stay with the guild."
A dangerous game.
I follow my conscience and ambition. you, on the other hand, follow your master's conscience. you have allowed yourself to be enslaved by your trainer's ambition--you worship him like a god, and follow his every order.
His Only Happy Ending Part 2
Seething with rage once more, he suppressed the urges of his conscience, quickly undressed, and went to sleep with no thought as to markus' current condition.
Detective’s Tail
His conscience asked him. "no! i just wanted money! that's all. i was hungry! i was angry and... greedy." ace felt like crying, but it wouldn't help anyone. "i unleashed hell onto earth and now everyone was suffering."
She's Leaving Home
The thought would intrude her conscience constantly, the fact that she could just turn tail, go back to her room and forget about all of this. she needed to stay strong, for herself, and for her.
Ondes et Salut
Ma conscience toute entière sera consumée par le néant, elle sera disloquée, dévorée. viendra alors mon salut, dormir sans fin et sans but.
The comander (short story like thing.)
He has a vast, almost infinite, number of "shells", which he stores his conscience and essence in. (basicly he has powers from diffent unives at his fingger tips