Bleach: Iron Fist Ch.2Bleach: Iron Fist Ch.24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE BLEACH OR TEKKEN CHARACTERS!
Summary-When Orihime and Tatsuki, accept an invitation to the King Of Iron Fist 6 they decide to go to figure out why they were invited , and who sent them. There will be new allies, there will be new enemies, and a new adventure will soon take place.
Setting:Takes place during the 17 months when Ichigo looses his powers.
A/N- sorry I'm not really good with Japanese foods. if ya know some let me know cuz all i know are "bento" and "Bean paste" or i should try google-ing it. Sorry for the long wait well here ya' go enjoy.
Chapter2- The Eventful Walk
"Hm." Inoue wondered out loud as she walked down past several stores, to the bakery. "I wonder if Tatsuki wants some Bean paste too." Inoue's thought were interrupted by a crashin
KotT Guitar chordsKotT Guitar chords4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
[Bm, A, G, Bm] 2x
Bm, A, G, Bm
Come with me in the twilight of a summer night for a while
Bm, A, G, D
Tell me of a story never ever told in the past
Take me back to the land
Where my yearnings were born
G, D, A, G
The key to open the door is in your hand
G, A, Bm
Now fly me there
(Bm), C#m, D, C#m,
[G, A] 5x,
Bm, C#m, D, C#m,
[G, A] 5x,
Bm, A, G, Bm
Fanatics find their heaven in never ending storming winds
Bm, A, G, D
Auguries of destruction be a lullaby for rebirth
Consolations, be there
In my dreamland to
Pokemon by Dr. SuessEvery time you start anew, go and find your running shoe. Make north to where the Prof. is due, whom will give a 'mon to you.Pokemon by Dr. Suess3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
After you've acquainted, you'll meet your rival, from total jerk to utter child. He will be around for all your while, stopping you wounded with a smile.
In order to finish your quest and reach the end, there are eight gym leaders and their badges they defend. No matter what pokemon they may send, be sure to bring some items for your pokemon; to mend.
But wait, what's this? Can't forget the Team-whatever lot! You can't win without ambushing their plot!
After you won, and watched the Elite Four fall, you record your name into the famous hall. Gonna try and catch them all? Hope you saved your Master Ball!
Terezi vs. Cleverbot -- gallowsCalibrator [GC] began trolling Cleverbot [CB] --Terezi vs. Cleverbot4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
GC: WH4T'S UP?
CB: I am studying for exams, you?
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CB: I'm sorry if I've said anything incorrectly.
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After the Scratch: GamzeeYour name is Gamzee Makara, and you remember the day they came for you.After the Scratch: Gamzee4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was one of those days where you could smell the storm in the air, even though the sky dawned blue and high, perfectly opaque and not sullied by a single cloud. You loved the storms, loved watching them roll in off the waters, loved watching the waters of the sea turn black and tormented, and you left your hive early that day, making your way to the cliff faces with more determination and focus than you usually had for anything. You sat on the edge of the cliff, dangling your long legs out above the drop, and waited.
You did not have to wait long.
The storm hit suddenly, as they did during that time of year; the sky darkened as though the burning Alternian sun had been extinguished, black clouds formed out of nowhere, roiling and crackling, pregnant with lightning, and the cool, still waters rippled white as the wind ripped across their surface. You watched all of it, your eyes in
You are Rose LalondeYou are Rose Lalonde, and you are seventeen years old.You are Rose Lalonde4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When you were thirteen years old, you were contacted by a boy online. It wasn't anything out of the ordinaryat least, not at first. He just seemed like another normal young boy (an idiot) intent on getting to know you. The only really perplexing thing about the whole situation was his persistence. He insisted that he was a "cool kid" that did things for ironic purposes. This might have been the grounds for friendship, or at least a reasonably amiable acquaintanceship, if you had seen any evidence of this higher awareness of irony and one-upmanship in his behavior or writing. But all he ever wanted to talk about was a story he had written about four children that played a videogame to save the world.
You thought, at first, that he had somehow found out about your dabblings in writing (he seemed to know things about you that you could not recall telling him) and was mocking your attempts with ever more outlandish tales. When he
They Ask Me..."John, why didn't you ever stop? Why didn't you cry when Dad was killed?"They Ask Me...3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The answer is simple, guys. I have to keep moving. I have to make Dad proud even though he's dead. He's still watching me, so I gotta be sure that I'm making him feel great about raising such a kid like me. You all might also be thinking its gotta be fun sometimes, too... Being able to do what you want, when you want, and not having to worry about death too much. Well, its not quite like that. I miss Dad. A lot. And its hard work to be the Heir of Breath... I have to see quite a bit of blood and death.
I'm only 13, I'm a god, but Dad is dead and a bunch of people are depending on me. I'm not so sure how much more I could do, though. I try and keep a positive attitude as much as I can. It's hard, but I know I can do it.
Things are different now. I don't really like it, either. We all used to be so carefree and we loved having fun on Pesterchum. Now its all complicated. We're all discovering new things
Human Experiences 17--Part 1Human Experiences 17--Part 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 17 Part 1:
N sat on the floor of his room, idly rearranging the plastic pieces of the little railway that circled him. This toy no longer held the fascination it had the day he had received it all those years ago. He snapped in the final piece of the track with his still boyish hands and stood up to appraise this new path. He added several complicated loops and switches for his train to navigate, but he was still unmoved by this game. It never mattered how much he altered the track; the train always just chugged along, making lap after lap, forever stuck in a state of arrested development.
As he watched the glossy, cherry red little engine trace the shape of his new track, he caught his reflection in its rounded side. He touched his hand to his cheek, prodding it irately as he watched his reflection distort as the toy train inched past him. Annoyed, he crossed his arms across his chest and sat down on the floor, his back to the whistling engine.
7. WreckedKarkat didn't really pay much attention when Eridan walked in, or when he started arguing with Sollux and Feferi. It was a pretty standard thing, nothing particularly out of the ordinary. He was more worried about getting a hold of Jade in the correct timeline. He wanted to get this shit figured out. He was knee deep in frustration at the neon green text shouting "PASSWORD PASSWORD" when he heard something slam against a wall. That made him spin around.7. Wrecked4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What the fuck" He began, until he saw Sollux, bleeding and unconscious, with Eridan pointing his wand at him.
The rest happened too quickly for him to react.
An enraged Feferi charged at Eridan, her trident in hand. The purpleblood scowled and shot a bolt of white through her. She looked shocked for a moment as blood dribbled from the corner of her mouth and the hole in her chest. She fell backwards into the horn pile with a dissonant HONK that seemed all too out of place.
Karkat's mouth was gaped open in shock. In his mind were
MSF - Broken"Gamzee..."MSF - Broken4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Gamzee woke at the sound of his name, his head throbbing horribly. Blinking, he was met with the bleary sight of Tavros peeking cautiously at him, his face filled with distraught. Gamzee frowned; he hated seeing his matesprit so upset.
"What the fuck is the motherfuckin' matter, brother?" Gamzee mumbled, rubbing his aching head and propping himself up on his elbows. He immediately felt a chill along his back; it appeared that he was lying in a pool of something hot and sticky. Curious, he surveyed his surroundings, and instantly regretted it.
Blood of a variety of colours were splattered all along the walls and floor. Gamzee took a sharp intake of breath, tasting a metallic twinge in the air. He was horrified to find that he was lying in violet blood, still oozing from a mutilated corpse to his left. Gory bodies were spread across the room, with crazed messages written in their blood. ARE YOU NEXT? ) Loomed beside Gamzee and Tavros, the letters dripping in a sicken
oh godLooking for someone to chat with... (so, please wait)oh god4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
You are now chatting with a person, say hi.
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▲: cal is that you
▲: ive been lookin for you
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16. QuestioningHi, Gold.16. Questioning5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Do you remember me?
We used to be friends.
It was so long ago...
Ethan woke up with a jolt. It was happening again...it was a reoccurring dream that he had every night ever since he turned eleven. A girl with blue hair approached him and they always sparked up a conversation. She looked odd...somewhat blocky, but very confident. He was sure that girl was a pokemon trainer and by the look in her eyes, she was a good one.
She had a slight resemblance to Lyra, his best friend. The girl had pigtails like Lyra, but unlike Lyra she dressed in a sportier look and had something similar to a headband on her head (too small to be a hat, like Lyra's big poofy thing). Ethan had no idea who this girl was and any attempts to talk to her were hard to make. But she clearly knew (or knows) him...save for his name.
"Who is that girl? Why does she keep calling me Gold?" Ethan thought. He wasn't named after a metal. He was Ethan, a normal guy with a normal name. But he was also int
OMG I TALKED TO ANDREW HUSSIEYOU ARE NOW TALKING TO A RANDOM FUCKASS. SAY SOMETHING, ASSHOLE!OMG I TALKED TO ANDREW HUSSIE3 years ago in Humor More Like This
▲: *Bounces around giggling* H3H3H3H3H3H3H3
▼: Huss is in the house.
▲: HUSS? H3H3H3H3 WHOS HUSS?
▼: I am Huss. Obviously.
▼: And you are a giggling Terezi.
▲: W3LL H3LLO HUSS H3H3H 4ND 1M 4 G1GGL1NG HYP3R T3R3Z1!
▼: I can see that. Are you on a sugar-high.
▲: Y3S! D4V3 G4V3 M3 TH3S3 WOND3RFUL TH1NGS C4LL3D C4NDY C4N3S
▼: How unusually sweet of him.
▼: Candy canes are cool, nevertheless.
▼: Tasty little bastards.
▲: Y3S TH3Y 4R3! 3V3N THO TH3 COLORS 4R3 L13S!
▼: What do you possibly mean by the colors are lies.
▼: Candy canes would never lie.
▲: TH3Y DO! TH3 WH1T3 SHOULD B3 V4N1LL4 4ND TH3 R3D SHOULD B3 CH3RRY!
▼: Ah, that makes sense.
▼: Maybe you could just consider candy canes as little bouquets of sensory surprises?
▼: It makes them seem awfully fancy.
▲: H3H3H3 1TS GOOD THOUGH
▲: SO 1M NOT COMPL41N1
ProcrastinationProcrastination8 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
I've noticed that there is this strange, gross misconception that many teachers harbor. Okay, there are several misconceptions. But the one I have noted to be held by virtually every member of the faculty concerns due dates. They're under the impression that a due day indicates how important an assignment is and determines how much time we have to accomplish said assignment to the best of our ability.
Every student knows that all a due date means is how long we can put it off. This is known as the fine, ancient art of Procrastination. For all the little drones out there gasping in shock that such a thing exists, I will now explain it step by step so we can unify our fronts and show teachers the true 'project process'.
One – you're sitting in your impossibly hard and uncomfortable seat in a classroom, contemplating either a, the cell phone hidden under your desk out of line sight of the teacher; b, the attractive student sitting two seats over and one seat forward; c, your latest
Prays To The DeadThe room in the back. None of the remaining 8 of the original 16 would go back there unless alone or, for Jade not alone. It held memories. And sadness.Prays To The Dead4 years ago in Drama More Like This
In the very back on the house they were currently living in, sat a memorial to all who they had lost. The troll side, of course, was bigger. The lost lusi and the seven lost ones took up most of the room. Then there was the humans' side. One lost from the original four and the guardians. That's what the room was. There was a painted picture for each lost soul that hung on the wall and under it, a rock stating who they were, how they were lost, when they were, and what day they were born if it was supplied. Dave and John had spent hours carving the rocks for the lost ones.
As sad as they were, their lives did go on. The trolls hit puberty a half of a sweep into the new world and they grew quickly, filling out before that sweep was over. The females first then, of course, the males. Gamzee was the tallest and Karkat the shortest of the m
The Last Redemption of Orphaner DualscarThis isn't a good idea.The Last Redemption of Orphaner Dualscar3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
But then, when has he ever had a good idea? When has any decision he's ever made in his entire miserable, wasted life been a good idea? When has he ever done anything good, or honorable, or worthwhile in any fucking way? When has he ever made a decision that made him feel any kind of pride in himself?
Once. He made a decision like that once, and look where it brought him.
Fucking hell, he's an idiot. Always goddamn has been.
And a lifetime of idiocy and poor judgement has brought him here, scaling the side of a pirate ship towards the end of the day while everyone aboard slumbers, his cape thrown over his head to guard his skin from the piercing rays of the setting sun. It won't be long before everyone wakes up, before the ship is crawling with sailors and slaves, and he doesn't have long to do what needs to be done. He should have done this earlier, when the sun was at its
KarkatXNepeta Trollmegle ChatKarkatXNepeta Trollmegle Chat4 years ago in Romance More Like This
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ProcrastinationAs the days grow tiring,Procrastination5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All I want to do is stop.
"It can wait till later," I'll think,
But it doesn't get done
Till the clock ticks
Its final seconds.
"If it gets done, alright.
Who cares if it's half-assed?
I'll get by,"
But it's all a lie.
This is the poison that kills me.
Bifocles and ContaculonThe Tale of Bifocles and ContaculonBifocles and Contaculon8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
By Nellie Melton
Binoculus, the god of glass, was a lonely god. Being the god of glass, he was fragile in all ways, both physically and emotionally. Since his feelings were often hurt, he was not very well liked, and was visited only by the god of depression and upset, Angstes. One day, when Angstes was supposed to show up to play cards with him, he was nowhere to be found. The truth was, Angstes had become caught up in a web of teenage drama emitting from a high school somewhere, and could not make it to Binoculus's home.
This made Binoculus very upset, as he knew very well how lonely he was, and he wished dearly that he would one day be able to have a son to keep him company. Magenera, the goddess of giving, heard this, and swooped down to see him. She ended up bearing him a son, who was named Bifocles, the glasses god. Magenera was delighted with this new invention the boy could create, and in her usual giving way, she flew down to Earth an
Viva La KonataViva La Konata4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Hey Konata, you are legend among the nerds
Look out to the shooting stars, say all your wishes
Eternal youth apparently applies to you
You never get tall at all, yet your age keeps going up
Watching anime all day long, read manga through the night
Talk about it on all the forums, hey don't you start a fight
Hey Konata, this is why we love you so
You give all of us hope when there's nothing to believe...
Konata, viva la Konata
You spread your name through the booths of conventions
You never back down from a chance to win a figure
You will never lose at fighting games
Konata, where are you, Konata?
We try to find you but we know we are not worthy
We cry for moe and for cuteness straight from the master
But that is for Miyuki-chan
She collects manga every paycheck (Konata)
And cosplays daily for her job
She has her own faith, Haruhism (Konata)
And always worships on her blog
So don't go away, you crazy nerd...
Konata, where are you, Konata?
You are a girl who knows what she likes in yaoi
Ultimate TrollingLooking for someone to chat with... (so, please wait)Ultimate Trolling4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
You are now chatting with a person, say hi.
▲: Who is this?
▼: I LOVE YOU!
▲: I'm scared.
▼: JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES.
▲: Like really scared.
▼: I'LL BE GENTLE.
▲: I think I might have to leave.
▼: I THOUGHT WE.
▼: HAD SOMETHING SPECIAL...
▼: WE WERE GOING TO GET MARRIED!
▲: Who is this?
▼: AND OUT HONEYMOON WOULD BE IN LOLCAT
▼: KARKAT WHO THE FUCK ELSE?
▲: I an very scared now.
▼: SHH..SHH IT'LL BE ALRIGHT.
▲: No It Won't
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▼: I NEED SO MUCH FUCKING MOUTH WASH RIGHT NOW!
▼: THIS IS AS BAD AS THE TIME I KISSED VRISKA!
▼: NO...MAYBE A LITTLE BETTER.
▲: Aw WhAtS wRoNg BeSt FrIeNd?
MAKE ME A WHALE SAMMICHEridan/Kanaya?!MAKE ME A WHALE SAMMICH4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Looking for someone to chat with... (so, please wait)
You are now chatting with a person, say hi.
▼: howw are you
▲: I Am Well
▲: How Are You Eridan
▼: oh hey kan im doing uh wwell
▼: still kinda upset but better than i wwas
▲: That Is Relieving To Hear
▼: yeah im just havvin trouble gettin ovver fef
▲: How Does That Phrase Go
▲: There Are Always More Fish In The Sea
▼: wwoww haha i get it really funny kan
▼: but this is serious
▲: I Am Just Trying To Lighten The Situation
▲: Dwelling On Misfortunes You Can't Change Will Only Make You Miserable
▼: no but sea i can change it
▼: im gonna givve fef a wwhale
▲: But Haven't You Been Pursuing Her For Quite Some Time
▲: She Has Already Given This Much Thought And Decided You Aren't A Good Fit For Her
▲: There Are Plenty Of Other Interesting Trolls To Court
▼: but kan i wwas givvin her wwhales all the time before ww
Into The DarkSollux woke up in the middle of the day, sweating profusely. Another day, another vision of a small rural hiveone he was all too familiar withcrumbling to pieces. Another set of screams and pleas from his kinda-sorta matesprit, telling him to stop...whatever it was that he was doing.Into The Dark4 years ago in Romance More Like This
What was he doing, anyway? He could see, he could hear...but he couldn't move a muscle. It was as if someone else had taken control of him. No, that would just be stupid, he thought. Why would that even happen?
Sighing heavily, Sollux climbed out of his recuperacoon, cleaned himself off, and pulled on his usual black T-shirt and gray jeans. He figured there was no real use in trying to go back to sleep, so he headed over to his computer and logged into Trollian.
There was only one person online, but it was the one person he needed to talk to the most.
twinArmageddons [TA] began trolling apocalypseArisen [AA]
TA: hey aradiia, are you awake?
AA: yeah, i c0uldnt sleep
TA: ii had another vii2iion.
Hello? Can anyone see me?Hello? Can anyone see me?6 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Hello? Can anyone see me?
A statistical guide to your lack of popularity.
Some days you wake up, log onto dA, and an empty message centre is the only thing greeting you. Wait a minute, you say to yourself. I have all these people watching me, so why arent I getting any insightful commentary on my latest story, no crazy ravings/favings on my latest fan art, and not even any insults on my most recent blurry picture of my hamster.
Seems strange, huh? But dont worry, it has a very logical explanation:
19% of the people who watched you had no intention of ever interacting with you again. Maybe they did it because they wanted you to watch them back, maybe theyre planning to watch the entire site, maybe they just wanted a pageview or maybe they just felt sorry for you.
19% are going to comment or fav. They just dont have the time right now. Or maybe they broke their hands, or the dog ate the