The Fox and The FrogThe Fox and The Frog11 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Stay back!” Astra snarled, backing up further into the alley. To her chagrin it was a dead end, and left her little to no escape from the ‘mons that were ahead of her.
A Medicham and Drowzee approached slowly, both wearing menacing grins, as they looked the Braixen over. The two shot glances at each other and then turned their gazes back to Astra who bared her fangs and snarled viciously.
“You know I bet some witch hunters would pay a pretty fortune for an infamous Witch like you,” snickered the Medicham, as he shifted his arms to his waist, “a pretty price for a pretty witch,” he commented with a laugh, which was accompanied by the Drowzee’s.
“Keep your crummy hands to yourselves! I’m warning you!” Astra spat. She moved back, still relying on her trusty staff for balance.
“You’re surprisingly good at running away for having to use a crutch, too bad you’re no where
Micropasta: So You Want a Happy EndingMicropasta: So You Want a Happy EndingMicropasta: So You Want a Happy Ending15 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Well, here you are. Your friends are dead, and the best you can hope at this point is that they won’t come back as something far worse. You yourself are bound and gagged in the “abandoned” house’s attic. The family of vampires that lived here evidently didn’t take it too kindly when your lot decided to camp out here. Why they are saving you instead of letting you join your fellows in blissful abyss is a mystery. Perhaps it is a form of psychological torture. After all, whatever they are planning can’t be as horrific as what your mind can fathom.
And it is at this juncture, whilst your mind is working overdrive coming up with new realities, that you come to a startling, if pleasant, realization. Since you are a character in a story, as evidenced by the fact that your life is being conveyed by words on a computer monitor, none of this is real. And you can change things to your liking simply through the whims of th
Oaths are SacredOaths are Sacred10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“I’m never coming back,” I told myself as I hopped out of the window. My parents had gone to sleep a few hours earlier, and as I had tested the past few nights, are very sound sleepers. I could clap my hands and scream, and there wouldn’t be as much as a peep out of there room.
I landed softly on the ground and grabbed my bag. This wasn’t running away so to speak. I can’t run with this bag on my back. I guess you could call it walking away. It’s midnight now, so I guess I have about seven hours of walking to get away from here. I probably could be in the next town by now.
Why am I running away? Because my parents are complete jerks! The newest iteration of Grand Theft Auto came out last week, and they still won’t get it for me. No matter how much I graciously asked them for it, they told me no, pointing to the hundreds of other games I have. Well, this serves them right. If their son isn’t worth their money, then they can keep their
Out Of Place CHAPTER 5CHAPTER 5Out Of Place CHAPTER 515 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Slowly Donnie opened his eyes. He was lying on the couch, next to him Leo and Raph were staring at him. Taking several deep breaths Donnie spoke. “W.....what happened?”
It was Raphael who spoke first, his tone confused and slightly worried. “You tell us egg head. One moment everything is fine, and the next the entire lair shook and smoke started coming from your lab. We had to carry out because you were unconscious.”
Blinking Donnie groaned and slowly sat up. Every part of his body ached, as though he'd been a fight and gotten his shell handed to him. Moving slowly he shifted, reaching up to rub his head. What had happened? One moment he’d been……..
Donnie’s eyes opened before scanning the area around him. “Where’s Mikey?”
Raph raised an eyeridge. “Huh?”
Biting his lip Donnie spoke again. “Mikey…..he was in the lab with me. W….where is he now?”
The Love Song of Amalia SavageIn the fourth grade Amalia Savage asked me if I was a lesbian. The way she asked me, so straightforward and blunt, made me know I was supposed to answer no. It came out automatically, perhaps a bit too quickly, but she shrugged at my answer and left me by my spot at the window in the lunch hall.The Love Song of Amalia Savage7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A few minutes later, I tapped her on the shoulder and asked her what a lesbian was.
She rolled her eyes like I was very stupid for not knowing, and explained that it meant a girl who kisses other girls. I shook my head and returned to staring at the snowy outside.
I decided it was a trick question. That there was no right answer, but that I had handled myself well in spite of that. Besides, I wasn’t ready to be placed into one of Amalia Savage’s boxes. I’d be folded up and stirred around and hung up to dry until the label had sunk into me, until it had become a part of me.
Truth is, I had kissed Tiffany Waldorf just last year in the school bus, our winter coats swishing as we
Down in the Caves of Highclan"I know you're hiding something!" Scorchpaw growled, batting at Owlpaw's face with his paw, his claws were sheathed and there wasn't much force being applied, but it was certainly irritating if nothing else.Down in the Caves of Highclan19 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The gray tabby tom narrowed his eyes at his half-brother, attempting to move away from his pestering, even if he was then it wasn't any of Scorchpaw's business. He didn't even know how the other tom had guessed though, he'd only just discovered the place in question himself the other day and he hadn't mentioned it to anyone, perhaps he'd been behaving in a suspicious way though, funny as he didn't think it was showing.
"Scorchpaw!" Burningpaw's warning came sharply from the entrance to the Apprentice Den as he padded in, looking exhausted from his morning's training with Cloverwish.
The swirled-tabby stopped bothering Owlpaw immediately, bounding over to his brother with a happy purr, bumping heads with him, a gesture Burningpaw returned although he still looked annoyed, "I've told
A Prickly SituationSweat dripped down Rose's back, making her uniform stick to her skin underneath the heat of three suns. She pushed aside a large branch, ducking under the long leaves. Looking over her shoulder, Rose did a quick count to make sure the group she chose to come were still following. This jungle was unfamiliar, easy to get lost in.A Prickly Situation1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Keep up, guys," she called, stepping over a large root system. "We'll stop and take a break in a few minutes, alright?"
A chorus of grunts and half-hearted affirmatives met her ears, and a small smile came to her lips. It disappeared, though, as she pushed another branch aside. A canyon filled her view, deep enough so she almost couldn't see the river at the bottom. Rose stopped abruptly. Holding up her hand to signal 'stop,' she continued to study the ravine, searching for a way down or across.
Her second in command came to stand beside her. "Commander?" she queried.
"Some of the group were wondering when we'd get back to the ship; they're t
Heaven...ain't all that Great (GT/GTS RP)It is said that those who have lived lives without great sin are happily invited to the great paradise know as heaven, where everyone could live happy and peaceful lives with the angels at their side. However, billions and upon billions of souls would come to find that heaven isn't really all that it is said to be.Heaven...ain't all that Great (GT/GTS RP)12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Yes, heaven truly is a forever expending paradise, but only for the divine that have made it so. Where are the mortals you may ask? Well, you'll happily find them at the size of a mouse caring for an angels foot, used as toy, or in a snack boil at some party or gathering to be eaten.
Apparently, heaven isn't really such a great place after all. The human souls will come to find that the divine that were believed to be all loving and good are actually quite selfish and stuck-up. They treat mortals like servants that have to listen to everything they say or the mortals will be punished.
Worst part all is you can't die, since you kinda are already. You can't feel pain, but one
ParoleThe man in the trench coat had every intention of robbing the train. He sat back in the plush seat and listened to the chatter of the other passengers as the locamotive slid silently along its magnetic track through the tunnels. No one had sat next to him, he had purposefully chosen the middle seat in a group of three to discourage any company. He was unassuming, round face, innocent eyes. He was the type of man who simply faded into the background. His name was Charlie, not that anyone but the folks at the parole office knew it, but it mattered to him.Parole17 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
He figited with a small box in his pocket. It would stop the train in its tracks, and there were plenty of maintenance tunnels he could slip into while the engineers tried to figure out what had gone wrong. From there it was a long walk back to the city but there were enough side tunnels that he would be untraceable. He didn't know how the box worked. Something to do with electricity and magnetic fields, but he didn't have to know how i
Starcrossed || NineA pair of white latex gloves were slipped onto slender, almost equally pale hands, snapped into place at the wrists. Ambron swept her white hair out of her face with a flick of the head, stepping through a metal detector with her head held high. An artificial intelligence officer at the door welcomed her by name, harking the steel door sliding open for her. Beyond the door was two stories of activity: men and women in slim-fitted sanitary jumpsuits bustled this way and that, each with a job to perform. Ambron marched right over to a station on the right. The workstation was well-lit, with a plethora of assistants taking notes on their transparent tablets. They parted ways when they saw her coming, letting her into the inner circle of scientists.Starcrossed || Nine1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Elise's ship lay dissected on a table, the various parts sectioned off and labeled. Two scientists wearing magnifying goggles were practically sitting on top of each other as they adjusted a wire they had tapped into her ship's computer, watchi
A New Sunrise on the Horizon"What in StarClan's name...?"A New Sunrise on the Horizon5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fallenstar, Cottondust, Sorrelfox and Hazefire entered DawnClan's camp to find it in utter chaos. There was blood all over the camp, two cats fighting in the center surrounded by their shouting and bristling Clanmates. A battered and broken-looking Cinderstar was sitting away from it all, turned away as if she were unimpressed.
"Spicefang! Stop!" Sorrelfox recognized the younger of the two toms immediately, leaping through the mass of gathered DawnClanners to break up the fight. "What are you two doing? Fighting your own Clanmates?"
Hazefire pushed through the crowd as well, standing in front of Warmrain, inspecting the wounds. "A deputy should not be behaving like this," he muttered to the tom.
"He jumped me," Warmrain explained. "He wants to be leader, when it's rightfully mine!"
"Leader?" Cottondust echoed, looking at her adoptive father. "I thought Cinderstar was the leader."
"She is, isn't she?" Fallenstar mewed, turning and padding towards the cobweb
Possession: ContinuedIt was 3 pm on the last Friday of the school year. It had been an unusual year for Denise, as she had to get used to teaching in a completely new place - the bayous of southern Louisiana.Possession: Continued16 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was just her second full year of teaching since graduating college; after a year of teaching high school geography close to home, a college friend who was from Louisiana told her about an opening there. It was more money and smaller classes, and she wanted to broaden her horizons as well as get away from the harsh winters where she lived. This particular town, Johnson Bayou, even had a beach...so Denise said yes and here she was!
She had slowly settled in, made a few friends, and gained the respect of her students. One girl in particular had made her transition easier: Ashley Hebert, the 18 year old senior head cheerleader. Denise had been head cheerleader herself in high school, so the two girls had bonded quickly, and Ashley's connections as both head cheerleader and
TGB Akiko / Kato | To Me, You Are PreciousA soft whimper rose from behind her.TGB Akiko / Kato | To Me, You Are Precious11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Akiko shifted in her nest, the ferns and fluff used to create a soft layer between her and the stone ground rustling gently. The noise was merely a whisper, but it was enough to sound across the cave. It was met with a sniffle, before the whole hollow fell quiet once again.
She wasn't sure if the silence was worse than hearing the cat mewl or not. It almost felt succofating, and the knowledge that the feline was crying to itself tugged at her fur, urging her to do something about it. An odd prickle of guilt rippled through her, a feeling that Akiko didn't quite understand. Why should she care that a cat was miserable? Emotions could be strong, but a cat must be stronger and be able to take control and master their feelings. The mind is the most powerful thing a feline can possess, and that is the only thing that tells a cat they are upset. Cats must find their own way in discovering for themselves how to take dominance over their mind, and Akiko cer
Rigby's LetterMordecai.Rigby's Letter12 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ever since I met you in middle school, I knew we were going to be friends for a very long time. Since we started working at the park, I have felt so close to you, and I wanted nothing more than to be with you, either as friends or boyfriends. But last night when I told you about my secret feelings for you, I saw a side of you that I never thought I would ever see. You called me a "faggot" and "queer", two words I never thought would come out of your mouth. You hurt me more than any other bully I have ever dealt with. I thought you would always be my friend no matter what, but clearly I was wrong. I have no friends, family, or anyone who halfway gives a fuck about me. All anybody ever does is cut me down and abuse me, but you were the one person I could count on to make it okay. You were the only reason I never killed myself. Every time I was picked on or laughed at, I just imagined ending it all, but I didn't because I had you. But now I see no reason to continue living. Good
Insect TF Request story (part 1)“Wh-where am I?” Andrea asked. She blinked and tried to sit up, but found that she couldn’t raise her body…some kind of force was holding her down. Her vision was still hazy from sleep, so she couldn’t tell what the force was, but she knew that it was disturbing to her. “What’s going on?”Insect TF Request story (part 1)5 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Just relax, Andrea.” That voice…it sounded familiar.
“George? Is that you?” Andrea asked. George was the school nerd. He was picked on a lot by the jocks and the sports players because of his lack of physical abilities. But there was no denying the boy was brilliant. Behind his weak and geeky exterior was a genius. But George had recently been out of school doing something, that no one knew or understood what. But what was George doing here? What was SHE doing here? What was going on?
“I’m sorry for having to do this Andrea…but I had no choice.” George said.
“Sorry? What’re you talking ab
They Just ComeThey Just ComeThey Just Come11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Okay guys, I’m writing this as fast as I can right now so you’re going to have to bear with me since I’m running out of time.
Heh, time. That’s the one thing I thought I’ve always had a lot of. Time to kill, time to relax, time to sit back and do nothing. But as it turns out, I’m running out of it. It’s slowly dripping with each grain of sand into the abyss. And it’s been counting down for the past six weeks.
Now all I have left is a few hours at the most. Speaking of which, let’s get on that.
Now, for the people who’ve been following me on here, you all know who I am and for the few who just found this and don’t know me: I’m Jason. I’m about 5’9, got flat brown hair, hazel eyes, and you’ll usually find me wearing my beat up leather jacke
Not Just a Pet - Chapter 5"stop being stupid Keely" Keely scolded herself, wiping her tears away as she dried herselfNot Just a Pet - Chapter 520 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"he probably didn't mean it" she reasoned
"Keely?" Julian said through the door "are you decent? I have your clothes for you"
"YES!" she yelled as loud as she could, and to her luck he heard her
"Here you are, sweetheart" Julian said with a smile as he handed her clothes, laughing at the blush that splayed her cheeks
"Thank's" she giggled and waited for him to leave the room then started to get changed.
Julian was leaning on the other side of the door, a goofy smile on his face.
"god she's adorable" he breathed "...for a human" he added, shaking his head. He couldnt think of her like that, he could only see her as a pet, because thats what she was
a small voice pulled him from his thoughts
"ALL DONE!" Keely shouted
Julian opened the door, happy she was now clothes so it didnt mess with his head, plus, she was so young
"what?" Keely asked, pulling Julian from his trance
"Uh nothing...want a lift?
IntensificationI would call you over the summer while you were playing video games and you would talk with a voice far grander than James Dean could ever sound and I believed that we were not destined for the flies like everyone around us; no, we are not going to hell like those before us; we are going to die heroes, unafraid of the lavafall pooling at our feet!Intensification11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
We all die in the end, but we are going without heart-felt regrets; we are fucking divine; people will scream our names as tribute to our utter greatness.
you are the sun;
i, the moon;
what a shitty analogy.
Death Battle: Raoh vs. WamuuDeath Battle: Raoh vs. Wamuu5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Layne: That’s it! We’ve analyzed the combatants’ weapons, skills, and tactics! Let’s get this fight underway!
Xander: It’s time for a DEATH BATTLE!
A lone colosseum… The middle of the night… A tall man on a black, armored horse rode in to the barren arena. Within the middle of the colosseum was a massive brazier with the flame lit, illuminating the entire arena. The man on the horse donned a dark cape, his horned helmet shining in the light of the massive fire. He could feel the heat even from it.
“So…” a deep voice intoned, “You’ve come, Raoh the Conqueror.” A colossus of a man stood to Raoh’s side, donning little else other than some kind of tank top with a pair of what looked like daggers piercing through, one on each side of the chest, as well as a loincloth and boot-like sandals. Atop his head, he donned a headdress that could only be described as Middle-Eastern.
“You know th
CrossroadsCrossroads12 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Honey." He rubbed her shoulder, then brushed his hand across her face. "Time to get up."
"I don't wanna go out there," she mumbled. "The animals are weird."
"They're not weird. They're aliens."
"That's the weird part."
He smiled. "It's an alien planet. It would be weird if they weren't aliens. They're normal for here."
"You think it's normal for an animal's neck to be a solid bone with porcupine quills growing out of it?"
"Well of course it sounds weird if you put it that way."
"I don't wanna be here anymore," she mumbled.
The statement hung in the air. He pulled his hand away.
"What do you want to do?" he asked gently. "Do you want to go home?"
"I don't know. I just don't...I can't stay here anymore. I don't like weird things the way you do." She paused. "Everything you like is weird."
"I like you, and you're not weird."
"Yes I am."
The knot in his stomach grew as she reached for the bottle of pills.
The Great Mouse Reporter ~ Chapter 34Reed Daley made his way down Hester Street toward Tammany Hall with Mr. Grasping, one owner of the Cheese Factory. Another meeting had been called to discuss the mayor's next order of business. It was to be Mr. Daley's first meeting as a double-agent; Basil had provided him instructions on what to listen for and observe while in the Mayor's office, under the guise of taking notes for his next newspaper article. For once Reed was just glad the meeting wasn't being held in that putrid sewer. It seemed none of the cats needed to be in attendance for this.The Great Mouse Reporter ~ Chapter 347 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As they approached the building and entered through the room in which wakes were often held they were joined by the chief of police, Officer Bellingham.
"I hear say Ratbone's finally going to pay me back for that favor, lettin' Toponi go home," he said.
"You know more than I do sir," said Mr. Grasping, "But whatever he has for us, it
had better be worth our time."
They made their way through the door to the mayor's office, where Ratbone
Seven Paths (TF-RP)You had signed up to go on a trip to chart out a mysterious island that has multiple splits in temperature. Once you arrive, you are paired up with someone. The island appeared to have clear borders between each temperature, and by extent, landscape.Seven Paths (TF-RP)6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Up here." The expedition leader said. "Everyone will be going to a different landscape. Rule one, be careful. We don't need to blow our first aid supplies on the first day. Rule two, if you find ruins, chart it out and report back to camp. Rule three, watch out for any odd sights. Do you understand?"
Everyone nodded. There were seven paths where you could go.
1: The Beach
2: A Thick forest
3: Icy Woods
4: Volcanic Landscape
7: A Cavern with bioluminescent plants.
A Crystalline Cavern
Myth Meets Myth ~ Chapter 14Karlati eased up a bit, but not by much. She didn't dare try to peer out from behind the pillow, remaining firmly at Evzan's side until she knew it was safe. There was no doubt in her mind that Evzan could feel her heart racing. After all, she could feel his racing just as quickly.Myth Meets Myth ~ Chapter 1416 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Wesley scowled, but managed to bite back his disparaging remark. Griping about Parker knocking his stuff down would only prolong the stupid argument. At least the jerk was leaving. He stalked over to the door, closing it more gently than his own irritation wanted him to. He had to be mindful of the small guests still hiding in his room. Wesley glanced at his fallen figures with a sigh, resolving to take care of them later.
He walked over to the bed, searching the surface for any sign of where they had gone. "K-Karlati? Evzan? Are you guys okay?" he asked in a hushed whisper. He could hear the TV turning on in the other room. At the very least
Fast Lane (5/8)**I bet you thought that I had forgotten about this, didn't you? How dare you! lol. Anyway, you know the deal. Check out the inspiration piece: Need a lift? by Obsess-Confess Bye~**Fast Lane (5/8)16 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Despite her less than lovely slip into unconsciousness, Ainsley awakened peacefully with nearly no trouble. However, when she tried to get up, it didn't take long to understand the issues surrounding her. For one, she found herself damp - her dress sticking to her skin like a sausage casing. She was aware of the heat that the candle was emanating next to her and the warmth-absorbing mattress of sorts under her, but it wasn't sweat that coated her, like she first assumed. It was much worse. If only she had taken Cora's advice seriously. She was told not to overexert herself, and now Ainsley's previously healing cuts were leaking again, even the minute ones even she wasn't awar