10th Doctor x Reader (1) "Ello there" a tall man stood above you, he was quite handsome. "um...hello there...where am I?" you were confused, it all happen so fast. One minute your in your living room, the next your thrown into a time vortex and end up in a blue police box. "First things first, I'm the Doctor" he smiled, "Doctor...who?". "Just the doctor, and you are?" you hesitated a moment then spoke "(f/n) (l/n)". He shook your hand "A pleasure, and to answer your previous question you're in the Tardis", Tardis? what does that mean? "Tardis?", "Exactly, its a time machine that travels through time and space". Time and space, is this real? "r-really? time and space?" he nodded and waked a bit closer. "(f/n) would you care to travel with me? we could go anywhere!" he smiled brightly. "um..." you didn't know what to say, you thought a moment, who would miss you?. Plus maybe this adventure would be a good break from being isolated in your bedroom all day. "I'd love to~!" you were excited, a new advent10th Doctor x Reader (1)9 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
La imaginacion de un robotLa historia comienza, con un niño huérfano de 8 años, de pelo negro y ojos y de buen corazón, bueno para empezar él se llama Benito pero todos le decían Beni, el vestía una camiseta lila y encima de este un mameluco azul. El cómo no tenía familia se sentía solo, pues no se llevaba muy bien con los demás niños, no tenía muchos amigos.La imaginacion de un robot9 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Bueno para empezar un día normal en el orfanato, era hora de la comida pero Beni era muy tímido y nunca comía en la mesa con los demás niños, al no tener con quien convivir a Beni le encantaba jugar con su robot de juguete.
Llego la noche, y Beni se dirigía a dormir en una cama un poco apartada de los demás niños, tomo a su robot en brazos, y justo cuando iba a ir a dormir, escucho un ruido de tuercas sueltas, miro a su robot quien también lo miraba, se quiso dormir nuevamente pero -oye-
The Elevator at the End of the WorldIt all started out really rather dark, nothing much could be seen beyond the little glass box that Daniel found himself in. This led him to two possible conclusions: either the auspiciously well-lit little elevator car was simply too paltry to illuminate the surrounding space, or there was simply nothing to be seen. He was beginning to think it was the second one. Definitely the second one. The only real indication that he was moving at all was the slow but steady ascent of soft blue numbers above his head.The Elevator at the End of the World12 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Well, this was disappointing, then. He had been promised a spectacular view, and the floor count was already rounding about forty-two. Well, no one had promised him the end of the world would be pretty. Oh, wait, they had. Damn. He had been gypped, then.
Ah, but wait. Perhaps he was getting something. Yes, there was a slight shift about this gathered darkness outside; it was brightening. Somewhat. To a glo
F-Zero: Seppuku - Insight on Dark RoseF-Zero: Seppuku - Insight on Dark Rose9 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Fun chapter, but something I have been wondering is how and why is it that Dark Rose fell in love with Excalibur so fast when they barely know each other at all?”
Allow me to immediately set the record straight, this is not a complaint--and this is not a hostile response I’ll be giving. I simply found this a very good question and wanted to answer it with extreme detail. I feel that others may want to know this very same thing--which is why I feel this is a great question to have been finally asked.
For anyone who hasn’t reached Lap 66 of Part 2--I would stop reading this if you don’t want spoilers galore. But here is the best way I can answer this…
The reason Dark Rose fell in love with Excalibur right away? Unrealistic? Sure. For an ordinary person, yeah, fairly unrealistic. But Dark Rose isn’t an ordinary character, you could say that she is hungry for any love and affection. So let me explain this through a quick imagination activi
Origins: Descent Pt. ILong ago before the digital world began, the world was bare. Nothing but a veritable wasteland of emptiness.Origins: Descent Pt. I9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
However, in the empty wastes a figure walked, alone. He looked up to the sky, the distant star-like utopia he was banished from beckoned and taunted him, as its data streams began to gradually infuse into this new barren world.
He wanted to be their savior. He wanted to help and save as many of those he so greatly admired as he could with the power he was given. He was made by them…by everything that was them. His body reflected that, what he used to be…home, family, nationality, even memory of whom he once was all gone, for all intents and purposes he no longer was one of them. No longer human.
His body still resembled them… shaggy hair, young physique, worn facial features all obscured in a pixilated, faint, white aura that obscured his skin. He was alone, and in pain.
The pain was not from any damage of flesh… but a deep pain that can only be achie
Bella's MansionBella Starling was a one-of-a-kind woman. She had a fair body, though she took pride of her upper body, as the men she encountered basically fought over her, because of her fairly ample breasts. She took care to keep her lower half in a state of mystery, by wearing figure-friendly dresses and skirts, which often made her peers jealous.Bella's Mansion9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
What Bella prided herself over was the fact that she was dating one of the richest men in Noble Point. His name was Curry Drench. Bella was always one to laugh heartily in the company of Curry. Her boyfriend was a rather dark fellow. He seemed rather closed, and contemptuous. When she said, "Let's go shopping," Curry often said, "So you can, what, fill the home with more useless things?"
She never really took him seriously. Curry was only dating her to fulfill his mother's wishes, as well as his own. The Drench family name was not to die without a heir or heiress. Curry, himself was the only one left in the Drench family. He was only 6'2" and Bella was 5
London Calling Ch 3Once we were given clearance, they opened the secret door remotely and Summer was able to drive out of the airport tunnel. On our way out the Secrelia team instructed her to go home immediately, though she had wanted to return her work gear- such as her windbreaker and parking pass - to her locker at the employee lounge. As it happend, she agreed to their terms only after they convinced her that she'd have that raise waiting for her.London Calling Ch 321 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The three of us walked into the house several minutes later, and not two minutes after I put my house key on the hook did I realize that my car was still across town.
"What?" Shelly asked.
"My car's still across town."
Michelle sighed. "Give me a minute to change clothes and use the facilities before we go."
I leaned against the kitchen counter and waited when the telephone rang. Answering it, I discovered that Dr. Chase had impeccible timing.
"Greg? Hello, Dr. Chase here."
"We were just talking about calling yo
The Puzzle Box TG - (Epilogue/End) Chapter 30The Puzzle BoxThe Puzzle Box TG - (Epilogue/End) Chapter 303 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 30 – Epilogue
Her eyes burned like they’d been set aflame. She clenched them tight and trembled as a wretched cough, like bloody gravel, blasted through her throat. Mercifully, the intense light finally switched off with a sharp sound that cleaved against her ears. Everything hurt.
When the blurring and pain abated enough for her to look around, she saw piping above her, dense and pale like twisted bones. She tried to raise her head but her muscles just tensed back and forth.
Swallowing was a fearful ordeal with her breathing shallow and raspy. With everything else, she felt pinpricks all across her body. And her nose itched like crazy.
Coughing again, she noticed a gray machine hovering above her. It made sounds like a nervous bird and a few arms bent down. It wrapped something around her and then swiveled her one way then another. Out of little projections, it blasted wet puffs that felt cold and slimy where the pinpricks were. It sprayed her
City of Nexus pt4: A Hell Of My Creation"Nia! Where is it?" I shout above the crashing. As we run. I decapitate another mutant that crossed our path.City of Nexus pt4: A Hell Of My Creation5 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
An unearthly voice thunders: "OUROBOROS IS EVERYWHERE!"
"How does the mutant know the Bactieria's name?" Nia shouts
"No idea" I reply
A huge crash in the distance as a building topples over. Another abomination charges Nia. It finds out what super-heated rebar in the skull feels like. The blue haze of the contagion lends the scene an ethereal air. Keep moving. Kill anything that gets in our way. Jump over a crashed car. Nia parkours right over it. A huge clearing ahead of us. We enter the clearing of collapsed buildings intime to see a Massive creature, 9 stories tall ahead of us. It is covered in purples warts and orange blotches. It has one giant head, half covered with the blue vines wrapping around most of its body it has a back full of tentacles a pair of tails, one full of spikes the other like a scorpions. It has one wing like a bat's. It looks at us wi
Howls of Damnation 7/X“I am Manu Mortem,” the Khornate told Zyrellus. “The Hand of Death, executioner of Lord Mors’ enemies, and your end, loyalist.” Striking hard and fast, Mortem’s assault began. Every strike collided with his opponent’s blade, as he searched for the opening to end him. Seeing his chance, Mortem brought the Boneripper low, aiming to tear the fool in half. However, the Lord Executioner stepped in, bringing his own axe to defend his battle brother.Howls of Damnation 7/X7 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The melta-blast tore through the decimator’s butcher cannon, merely angering the daemon inside. Bringing its siege claw around, it swatted the assault terminators away, before charging at the bikers, wolves and terminators. Bolt-shells pounded against its armour, serving no more purpose than to anger it and spur on its advance.
Behind it, Morbus and the Scions of Nurgle led a charge into the warr
Veni, Vidi... Meow? Chapter OnePersistent mewing gradually permeated the industrious bubble that surrounded Grant and the pile of coursework he needed to grade. When he realized he had a crick in his neck from being hunched over the desk so long, he sighed and leaned back in his chair. The sofa was looking awfully inviting...Veni, Vidi... Meow? Chapter One7 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
But there was that mewing again. His neighbor must've accidentally closed her cat out again. Grant rubbed the back of his neck and looked from the half-empty pack of cigarettes to the window where the fire escape was. Quitting was going to have to wait until after he finished this class. He grabbed the pack in one tired fist and made his way to the window, clambering out onto the fenced metal grating outside to smoke.
"Hey Trouble," he greeted the gray tabby cat sitting at the next window. The cat returned his greeting with a glare of displeasure and refused to comment. "It can't be as bad as all that," Greg told the cat, and he could've sworn the cat rolled his eyes. Chuckling, he leaned down
Free WorldFree WorldFree World9 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
By Isaac Thomas Riley
The world we live in is not free. The dreamers and believers. The seers and seekers. All of whom are gone from this world. Gone from the tender hands of Europa to the granite heart of America to the gardens of the Orient and the cradle of Africa. They are gone from the caves and prairies and lives and hopes of those who dwell in the Earth.
They have fled the sweatshops and battlefields of mankind. They have left the dwellings of motherhood, fatherhood, brotherhood and sisterhood. They are dreamers of a new world, and believers of faith. They are seers of a better future and seekers of a braver world. They are pioneers of the world we live in. The last great frontier is their dwelling. For this world, with its granite hearts and cradle of life and gardens of Edens and the tender hand of mother civilization. It is not free. Where injustice prevails they overcome. Where great men dwell, so too dwell the tender at heart and the brave of mind.
Genesis: OriginsIt was only a matter of time.Genesis: Origins12 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After escaping the neo-prison, Genesis felt displaced. The neo-prison was a constant simulation of future things and now Genesis had realized she was back in real life, a world of definite boundaries and only actions could change anything. She checked a mirror to see what she looked like in finite life- black and green streaky hair, pulled in two buns, striking red eyes, and the black neo-prison uniform.
The neo-prison was originally a school, a new technology mind simulation made for the kids to be plugged into a machine-The Neo- and their brains simulated to create an ideal future for earth. Then, the World Leaders would try to push our evolution to match all the kid's combined dreams, to make the world the place the children of the future dreamed. It was a boarding school in a remote forest underground, with no way to run away. The school was called Shaping the Future, and the most imaginative children were selected to 'shape the future'.
But the remote
Red Acre: Prologue 4: The Bronze GoddessPrologue 4: The Bronze GoddessRed Acre: Prologue 4: The Bronze Goddess12 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
May 10th, 1859
“Ahm Tellin’ ya James, ah ain’t movin’ fer no big cumpnay jus’ ‘cause they wan’ whut ah have.” The brawny gentleman sat on the edge of a steam wagon bed, crossing his arms over his chest while his friend sat atop the driver’s seat.
“Bart, these Sea, folk ain’t whuns you can take own all by yerself. An’ they will take whut they want, when they want. Ain’t no fahtin’ it.” James replied, jumping down off the bench and walking to stand before his friend.
“Ah whuz born on this here land, and ah will dah on this here land; aint no one gunna tell me diff’rent.” James pushed toward Bart and put a finger up to his mouth.
‘”Shhh, dun say that too loud. They hear awl sort of things. You ‘member Ol’man digger on th’ utha sahd uh mah farm?”
“Whut ‘bout him?”
“He whuz talkin’ th
GOW - SK Christmas Special - Part 3SK Christmas SpecialGOW - SK Christmas Special - Part 314 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Part 3: Mechanical Massacre
In what can only be described as “the biggest gauntlet ever run” The Soul Killer team found themselves fighting every second they moved, as the mass onslaught of robots marched through the warn torn streets of boulder.
There was a never ending trail of robot parts in the roads, as every bot who fancied its chance against the Locust was swiftly destroyed, sent off into that great junkyard into the sky. There were so many destroyed robots and parts that one could see the trail high up in the night skies.
Braahk was the heaviest hitter of the group, his mulcher was ripping Anya Bots, Dom Bots and Marcus Bots to metal shreds in a matter of seconds. As Braahk pushed forward, the other Locust were picking off targets in the distance or finishing off stragglers that made it past Braahk’s wall of bullets.
Zaach made good use of the Booshka grenade launcher, firing grenades to get them bouncing off of walls and
InventorWho, episode name 'Iulia Returns'Some guy: "Ghosts were REAL. They really existed. This was before the GHOSTDUSTERS came and wiped them out. This is why nobody sees any more ghosts. Precisely why our best scientific instruments can no longer detect them anymore."InventorWho, episode name 'Iulia Returns'52 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dave: "Yup. Cleaned em right off. Just like writing on a whiteboard :-D ... No seriously. That was a movie. A film. Fiction. And they were called Ghostbusters"
"Another skeptic I see"
Dave: "No... This whole conversation here is like the scene in Red Dwarf where a bunch of cats flew into an asteroid cause they thought a Laundry list was a starchart"
"Red Dwarf is real too. I've seen documented proof."
Dave walks over to a starfighter, which is really a TARDIS with a working camelion circuit. "Come on Sharon. Let's get out of here. Before we start discussing The Bible"
Sound effects: WHIR WHIR! WHIR WHIR! WHIR WHIR!
Sound effects: WHIR WHIR! WHIR WHIR! Boom!
The Most Beautiful Storm Ch.1Chapter 1The Most Beautiful Storm Ch.17 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The large, dark blue orb rockets through the vortex, turning end over end. If the inside had not been stabilized it would be one heck of a ride, ending with unconsciousness and a possible concussion from knocking your head against the wall. But it is, so the heads inside remain unharmed.
There are four heads, in the traditional sense of the word. These heads and the people attached to them are currently engaged in talking about their latest adventure, which had been so intense that they had collectively decided they needed a pie to celebrate everyone being alive. So there they are, all five of them-
(You’re thinking, But four heads!! Don’t worry; we’ll get to that. In the near future. Probably.)
-anyway, they’re eating the pie. It’s an excellen
Ignorance Is BlissI’d like to believe there was a time when lives mattered more than oil; a time when people resembled people more than groaning machines; a time when the stars were unveiled at night to inspire the hopeless and humble the vain.Ignorance Is Bliss8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
But no, our time is a time where ceaseless skyscrapers pierce the stratosphere, where machines feign life, and where smog spews from the peaks of factories, dances across the sky and caresses the rust red stream.
“Hands at your sides and MARCH, soldiers!” our sergeant barked.
Maroon rain cascaded down my cheeks, tasting severely of rust. I squinted to see what we were approaching, sheltering my eyes from the torrent of water falling past my face.
"Look on this and see what our enemy has done,” The sergeant indicated ahead of us, emotionless. “Put on your gas masks, this poisonous vapor can kill in minutes.”
I fiddled with the wires connecting the oxygen tank to my mask nervously glancing at the thick orange-grey ha
Hacker WAR10CK PERSONAL LOGS Leviathan Seed 9WAR10CK PERSONAL LOG NO. MOOD: Bored.Hacker WAR10CK PERSONAL LOGS Leviathan Seed 912 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
There is nothing to report on right now. All experiments are in progress and we do not have the results yet. So I am going to read off some Phazon Infusion Analysis Reports and other stuff to pass the time. These are very interesting.
-----PHAZON INFUSION ANALYSIS REPORTS-----
Phazon Batch 0009.A: The first successful Processed Phazon Batch to convert Elf DKs into Phaaze Knights. Grants them the ability to withstand exposure to Orange Phazon Radiation but not from direct contact.
Phazon Batch 0073.A: Works with the body's cellular structure to create self generated Phazite Scales on the exoskeleton of all DKs infused with this batch.
Phazon Batch 0142.A: Negates the effect that prevented Beta Phaaze Knights from manipulating non Phazon corrupted blood.
Phazon Batch 0732.C: When combined with Phazon Batch 3203.C, Orc DKs have their intelligence enhanced to the Gifted Human Level.
Phazon Batch 3203.C: Enables Non Zombie DKs to replace lost limbs with
Chapter 1. End Of A Beginning "HURRY UP AARRO!" I yelled, looking at him scour through the bushes looking for my snowflake necklace that he had decided to take. "Found it! Right by this mound of ants!" He said, I looked at him with huge eyes the size of Ryoshima's ocean. "Nu uh! Please tell me you're joking about the ants!" I shout at him, tying the chain of ice back around my neck. "Yeah, I'm kidding. Why do you take things so seriously Red?" He asks. "Same reason why after seven years you still hang out with me.. I have no idea." I say sarcastically and he backs away from me, laughing. "what's funny?" "You're so easy to put up with! I don't know why you still stay around me?" He chuckles with his head down. I wish I could tell him how I really feel about him, but a force is holding me back from saying what I feel, and I know our friendship would be lost with me telling about how much I adore him. "ummmm, you're very easy to put up with Aarro. That and you're basically like a brother to me!" IChapter 1. End Of A Beginning13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This