F-Zero: Seppuku 3/3 - Lap 60 (Part 2):: Engelland High School, Mysteria; 12 years ago ::F-Zero: Seppuku 3/3 - Lap 60 (Part 2)3 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Behind the desk of a science room sat Mr. Scharnofski—an educator in math and science. As lunchtime had arrived, he found himself grading paperwork for his students. A stern look had been planted on his face, and only a stronger one formed as a knocking was sounded at his door.
“Yes, hello?” he answered without looking up.
There, a young fairly obese 13 year old girl stood with sad eyes at his door. She had a small red skirt, a wool black shirt, and a pair of shiny black shoes with long white socks. Rather than the long flowing blonde hair she would later become accustomed to, she had the signature ponytail, much like Abigail's.
He raised an eyebrow and looked up at the girl, then sighed, “I can't give you any more accommodations in math, Chiya. You already have everything you are permitted to use for the average special ed. Student.”
Chiya let out a slight gasp, then lowe
F-Zero: Seppuku 3/3 - Lap 59F-Zero: Seppuku 3/3 - Lap 596 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
About twenty minutes had passed since the violent confrontation between Chiya and Princia. Blood had been shed on an afternoon of celebration. Though one could argue that Princia had provoked the fight, or that Chiya had; ultimately, Seppuku had provoked the fight by hitting Chiya in the head with a stool. War had now been declared mutually between the two racers—something Chiya was ultimately trying to avoid due to cultural reasons. Her initial goal was to better the relations between Mysterians and Magicans, but unfortunately, the complete opposite was to occur. Essentially, this would be the equivalent to the United States battling the Soviet Union on the track. One culture would come out shamed.
On the other edge of the universe, though, was Bart Lemming, who remained in elegant attire. A fair deal of time had now passed since his arrival at Seppuku's base, and everything had initially went how he had planned. Unfortunately, as Chiya warned, he was having complicati
Who Am I?Allos,Who Am I?2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I am a silvery gray metallic who reacts slowly with water. I’m in Group 2 which is in Room 4. I have 20 electrons in total, which I have 2 on the 1st and 4th shell and 8 on shell 2 and 3, I was used as a reducing agent in preparing other metals, like thorium and uranium. One thing to let you know is that I’m also a mineral to help making your bones a lot stronger.
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Farewell, my friend, Anonymous Element
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Karjamian Mythos:What If#2Full Title: What if a Xenomorph tried to attack Yoshro and PK?Karjamian Mythos:What If#24 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"You do know Xenomorphs have acidic blood, right, Yoshiro?" asked PK.
"You should've told me that before I broke my sword and hurt myself just by killing this hostile Xenomorph," replied the annoyed Yoshiro.
(Incidentally, Blue K does indeed have a Xenomorph form. He usually keeps his instincts in check, however, so even if he does get hungry, he wont hunt others for food.)