Death Battle: Donatello vs Scott PilgrimDeath Battle: Donatello vs Scott Pilgrim16 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hydro Frez: The beer has been poured and the pizza is fresh out of the oven! I can see the ending!
Tempest: It's time for, a DEATH BATTLE!
Large Hockey Arena
"So tell me why I have to ditch my Saturday night date with Ramona to come watch you guys?"
The young Canadian scowled as he walked across the empty mosh pit while his friends and former bandmates started setting up their equipment on the stage at the far end of the arena. Steven Stills tossed a rolled up poster down to Scott, who caught and unrolled it to reveal some dramatic typeface surrounded by a shit-ton of glitter. In the centre of the poster, a hastily cut out picture of Scott showed him facing off against a mystery opponent alongside a small note that mentioned free beer.
"It's a special event Scott!" The lead singer of Sex Bob-Omb shouted. "We play the venue while you take on this mystery opponent on in a battle to the death!"
Kim Pines propped her drums up before sit
The Indomita: Birth, Death, and Resurrection.Long ago, within the Nexus multiverse, God and Celestial entities reigned over every universe, galaxy and world with an iron fist. Their world was law, no one dared speak against them. If any did rise up to challenge their creators for being treated so cruelly... They simply wiped the planet clean and started anew. Everyone knew this was the way of things, so none bothered to mourn the passing of a sister world or galaxy of people. They simply let them go, and never looked back.The Indomita: Birth, Death, and Resurrection.13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
This went on for millions of years, thousands of generations of mortal kind abused and used for celestial beings entertainment or nefarious purposes. The Nexus realm was not a place anyone desired to visit. Many knew of it, none came near.
One fateful day, as Gods and Celestials sometimes do, a planet was abandoned. Left to its own devices and to fend for itself, and likely to die on its own as well... But one man, Techlonas, rose up to take on the celestials that swooped in their gods absence. He was not pure
HHG || The Quest“You guys this is absolutely ridiculous!” Katerina shrieked following the strange line of males in front of her. Lancelot sat astride his pig, bouncing in the saddle as they went. Poor Steed seemed to be having a little trouble keeping up, but no one would say anything about it; while small, the pair were quite proud and such comments had the potential to severely impact their self-esteem. It was because of them they were on this little adventure anyway. Pompeii walked just a few steps behind the cat, quiet as ever, his deep blue eyes concentrating on the path in front of him. He still unnerved Katerina quite a bit, and she had yet to discern his purpose on this quest. We had better not be burning anything down. There was more than one set of drapes she’s already seen fall victim to the fox, and accident or not, he was prone to bursting into flames.HHG || The Quest11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“What’s ridiculous is you coming with us!” Caspian called back in a rare moment of speech.
One of two minds Her past was hidden from her in a dark haze. The last eight years of her life was gone. She woke up yesterday. She didn’t know where was or how she got there. Nothing seemed to make sense. The place she woke up in was far from being the house she grow up in. She was raised in a little town in Missouri called Cameron. Her family wasn’t rich but no one from Cameron is. She had grown up in a house right out side Cameron on a little hill. She tried to remember that house but she couldn’t. She remembered that was where she came from but she could remember what the house looked like or even where Cameron was. For that matter she didn’t know where was. She looked down at her body she naked. She covered in scars. She looked a little closer. She long cuts on her hips. They were old and have healed. Most of the cuts were small but others were big. Most of the scars have healed but there was a deep cut on hOne of two minds14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Phone call Reth was staring out of the window, deep in thought, when his phone rang. It took him a moment to snap out of his day-dream, another moment to register the cause of his disrupted concentration, another to acknowledge the source of the sound, and a last, long moment to drag himself off the bed, with a sigh.Phone call11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Suffice to say, by the time Reth finally picked up the phone, Giorgio was about to hang up. The phone line connected with a click.
“Hi”, was all Reth said.
Giorgio was stunned for a second. He had never talked to anyone on a phone call save for his mom and dad, and the use of the phone as a means of connecting friends was all very foreign to him. He does not even remember why he called Reth without thinking twice.
“Heyo, what’s up?” Giorgio hopes it’s normal to say ‘whatsup’ on a phone call.
Reth was feeling equally awkward. The cellphone as a communication device was also very alien to him. In fact,
TRL: Small HurricaneHe managed to break out of his muzzle when the others were asleep. Brontes ran off, he knew now (thanks to Iena's relocation) where to find trolls to fight. He was going to evolve, he was going to get stronger, and Kacia along with that infernal cat would be forced to remember who the real boss troll was.TRL: Small Hurricane15 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Two fights against Crystal, one loss and one win. A fight with Mason, another lose, but Brontes was not deterred. He went up against Peri and won, he was ready now. Without a word to the other trolls he had rushed back to his tamer's house. He barged his way through the doggie door and began rooting around various boxes and any drawers he could reach.
Brontes didn't care how much noise he was making and left quite the disaster in his wake, but he found it. The Bloatfish Toxin. He grinned and without a second thought, not that he'd had a first, used his tongue to unscrew the lid and down the glowing green concoction.
He licked his lips and immediately felt ill. Now, at lon
Simon Journey - Day 145 (Project 365)May 25, 2015 (Day 145/365)Simon Journey - Day 145 (Project 365)14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Another day of college and in some way I actually feel really happy for once, not the stressed moment that I had a fortnight ago, where I was starting to stress out on why I was getting these bad results in my report.
Today was a quiet day with only two lesson on my table today. The first lesson being Enviro and we had to watch the remaining 15 minutes of the video that we didn't get to see, last time out in our Thursday lesson. So we had to do that before doing some work on the actual video before starting another PowerPoint which is due in next Monday.
During the breaks, I practised on my table tennis skills for the tournament which would be only about a week away, if not earlier than that. The games that I did play, I lost all of the games, but did score at least a point in the matches that I did play. But for me, one point won't be enough against the competition that I will have to face, as I watched some of the matches between who I think are the favouri
You Shouldn't Have Done That... -A TF Request-Deep breath in, deep breath out. That's what you've been always taught, to stand your ground. But you're not sure you can here. You shiver as a cool breezes flows throughout the air, reminding you you're in a cramped space. You've been instructed to come here, signed simply by an anonymous, right as the clock strikes the hour. You check your digital watch. Sure enough, it's 9:00...You Shouldn't Have Done That... -A TF Request-16 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
And you hear something swish right behind you...
You slowly yet gradually turn around, only to spot a car, with its beaming lights, park right in front of the alleyway you're in. The engine to the car shuts off. Beads of sweat brims around you forehead. The car door unlocks. It slowly opens. And creaks more. Finally, the mystery person is revealed. It's- It's...
"Hello, dear friend. Sorry our last meeting had to, um- go out like that..."
Your shoulder tense, due to your remembrance of the subtlety of his vo