2014, Year of Swaps: December Jollies!The last month of the year, and I’m in the body of the girl that started my swapping adventures: Hinata Hyuga. I will admit to being more comfortable in this body, considering the two or so months I spent in it the first time. I guess that’s why I’m not letting this body hinder my holiday spirit.2014, Year of Swaps: December Jollies!1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“I love Christmastime!” I couldn’t help but shout as I walked with Juvia around the town. “The decorations, the snow, the carols, the spirit of giving to those less fortunate than us!!”
“The rush to get the best gifts before they run out,” Juvia added.
“No; I’m not really one for that kind of stuff. Just get what I want to get, then get out; that’s how I’ve always shopped, especially around the holidays.”
“Then why are you carrying that bag, and dressed in that outfit?”
I stopped a while to take a look at myself in a storefront window. I had dressed in a red Santa-inspired dress, with white fu
18. Spook For YourselfOf all the strange surprises to await Vinyl Scratch upon waking up after a night of blasting tunes and downing drinks, finding a hole in her floor had to be one of the worst. She always has to hide some kind of mess while Octavia is away in Canterlot filling in for the symphony’s first chair cellist, but covering up a missing chunk of wooden floorboards would be difficult and costly. Needless to say, Vinyl wasn’t in a good mood today.18. Spook For Yourself2 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Hey Fluttershy, look what I fished outta Vinyl Scratch’s place,” Crosspatch called through an open cottage window.
Fluttershy looked at the animal riding on Crosspatch’s back.
“Oh, my. This groundhog looks like he only just became an adult,” she remarked. “How did you end up in Vinyl’s house, little guy?”
Crosspatch envied Fluttershy for being fluent in other animals’ languages. All she could do was listen to her squeaking passenger’s incomprehensible explanation.
The All-Alex Rejects Chapter 15Everyone in the courtroom turned to face who was yelling. It was a skinny man in his early fifties with a big grey mustache. In his hand, he held a small piece of paper. He walked up to the judge’s bench.The All-Alex Rejects Chapter 151 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Hey!” Paeton whispered, “That’s the truck driver we saw at the factory.”
“What’s he doing here?” Alex Jr. asked.
The driver got up to the booth. “Your honor,” he said, “these five teenagers have been given a pardon by Alex himself.” He handed the judge the paper.
Mentle observed the paper. “Well, I’ll be…” He put the paper down and banged his gavel hand one last time. “I find the defendants not guilty. They are free to go.”
The Rejects burst from their seats and hugged each other, yelling interjections in celebration. “Oh, thank you, merciful God!” Alex Jr. proclaimed. All the officers and such who had been previously against the Rejects were now clapping for
FNAF Parody: Five Nights at CF/SS Prod. (N.2)[Night 2, 12 a.m.]FNAF Parody: Five Nights at CF/SS Prod. (N.2)2 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Oh, thank heaven the door buttons still work! When Ookami mentioned how I’d hate it if they played unfairly by disabling the doors, I was worried they’d actually do it! Brrrr, the thought of being stuck in here with them with no doors is unbearable….Man, the events of today were just too close for comfort….If Ookami grasped me so threateningly and lost her temper at the mention of me being given a generator, I’d hate to see how all five of Oteshi would react if I actually did play their game unfairly like that (nonetheless if they all found out I was lying about it)...Well, on the bright side, I know how Oteshi works at night, and I know how Kippy works, too. I sure hope Oteshi didn’t lash out at Kippy, too, when I lied about my group giving me a generator. I did say that Kippy told me about it, after all….Oh, I’m getting a call from the iPad…
Clarissa activated the talk option,
BBSS2 Episode 4BBSS2 Episode 42 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Episode 4 – Do I Need to Ask the Diary Room for an Enema?
"Welcome back to Big Brother: Swirly Style!"
"It’s time for the live Head of Household competition!" Swirly announced. "Free from the threat of eviction, the HoH must put two HouseGuests on the chopping block. Who will be the new Head of Household? Let’s find out."
The Final Eleven are shown standing behind podiums with their names, each with a buzzer in front of them. The backyard is just covered in dirt, with tons of giant holes that huge mechanic moles pop in and out of. Also, behind each HouseGuest is a giant hammer held up by a thin rope.
Swirly is standing on a podium to the side, dressed like a miner, with a hard hat with a lantern, yellow overalls, and a pickaxe. "HouseGuests, the power is back up for grabs!" Swirly yelled.
"Ishimaru as outgoing Head of Household, you are not eligible to compete."
Ishimaru is shown sitting in a hole off to the side. He is
Tickle Fighter Part 1This story contains absolutely no sexual content whatsoever. If that is what you seek, please seek help instead. This story was not written by me, but by my friend Starwarrior. I am posting these stories here on his behalf.Tickle Fighter Part 13 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sunlight crept through the curtains and dropped onto the face of a young boy asleep in bed. The lad began to stir and slowly started to rouse. He stretched all the way out to his fingers and toes and yawned deeply. Slowly he began to sit up, rolling his legs out of bed and letting his bare toes rest on the comfortable carpeted floor of his bedroom.
His name was Cory and he was twelve years old. He had brown hair of medium length. He was of average size for a boy teetering on the edge of adolescence, but his frame showed a slightly higher degree of juvenile muscle tone that set him apart from his peers. It was owed to his hobby and extra-curricular sport of choice.
Cory was a tickle fighter.
The sport of tickle fighting had s
SURVIVOR: MAN vs BEAST: Day 0PROLOGUESURVIVOR: MAN vs BEAST: Day 03 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The camera panned over an ocean somewhere in the South Pacific where many lush tropical islands were seen in the distance. Unlike the previous season this set of islands seemed a lot sunnier, and more pleasant looking. The bright sunshine lit down upon the colorful jungle green foliage, and sky blue crystal clear water was everywhere. However on the beach of the said island was a small green light materializing out of thin air.
The light got bigger, and bigger until finally a massive green energy surge exploded onto the island causing the entire island to shake a little bit. Once the island stopped rocking there in the center of the beach on one knee was a familiar looking green haired man with goggles, and green clothes he was smiling, and stretching himself out on the beach after he teleported on the scene. After a few seconds of silence the host turned on his heel and stared at the camera.
“G’day duckies!” he said cheerfully. “I’m cRaZyK
Rising Tempest Part 2Elise had never felt this overwhelmed in her life, save for her fifth grade talent show.Rising Tempest Part 211 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She was now facing one of her old stomping grounds, Sensei Sizu’s Dojo of Self Defense. The girl had hoped that her old teacher could help jog some of her memory in karate and decided on visiting, but what she witnessed inside had been what looked like an intense training session between two students. The spar was supervised by an aged man in a standard karate gi. He was asian, seemingly in his late 60’s. His face showed signs of age and his hair was bright gray. A thin mustache was trimmed perfectly on his face and his thin beard reflected bright silver. His eyes bore years of wisdom. Upon seeing this man, Elise’s spirits lifted.
“Yame!” Sensei Sizu instructed in Japanese.
At their teacher’s command, the students bowed and walked to their respective sides. Sizu’s gaze then directed to the girl.
“Elise, my young pupil!" The man's strict stare i