DA02: All AboardAll AboardDA02: All Aboard6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The weekend was passing slowly for the twins & their Digimon; Francis was in & out of the apartment more often, it was the fifth time this week theyd seen a kid dressed as an old fashioned train driver passing by on the street their balcony overlooked & Coimon still teased Mike over his crush on Kari.
Just say it, Coimon coaxed his partner, bouncing around the twins bedroom.
Theres nothing to say! Mike snapped back, trying to catch his Digimon.
Mike & Kari, sitting in a tree, Coimon sang while giggling, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!
Stop saying that, Squishy! Mike grabbed at Coimon, but the Twin Digimon simply rolled through his legs & bounced near the window.
Hey, there goes that kid again! Coimon eventually landed on the windowsill, watching as the boy theyd seen before running past, followed by a large floating gear.
Yeah, but whats that with him? Mike asked, watching the co
MiracleTwenty-one years old with only minutes to live.Miracle4 years ago in Sketches More Like This
The girl on the stretcher shakes at the heart of a storm of EMTs racing the gurney, a string of distressed relations running after. Certain death, a flash infection, quickly now to the quarantine room; there'll be more than one life at stake when hell breaks loose.
Halls, corners, a twirl through bleak doors and into a place with one door, no windows, and a bed for dying on. The young woman is lifted onto the plastic mattress. Her eyes are frantic, fixed on something horribly distant, her mouth clenches and gapes, her fingers shake themselves to blurs. Baby, baby, oh my baby. The dad is at her head, big hands clench the steel bedframe like the brink of hell, tears trickle openly into his beard as he struggles to speak to his dying child, a million minutes wouldn't be enough to say what he needs to and the doctor is saying there may be less than ten.
Three rooms distant the chest of the second victim heaves.
The mom is as shaken as
Never Use the InternetNever Use the InternetNever Use the Internet2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
France never liked when someone told him to do something; he was a free spirit and a grown adult, and he wanted to choose how to spend his time (even if it only meant going to cabarets, drinking good wine and winking at cute girls)... and when it was his enemy giving him orders, it really pissed him off.
"I'm not going to do what you want!" the Frenchman whined childishly, making the younger blond sigh in irritation.
"I'm not bloody asking you to do what I want, I'm asking you to do your duty!" he exclaimed. "I'm not pleased about working with you either, but this is a two-person job and we're going to do it together! Or do you want me to do everything instead of you..."
"Oh, that's a good idea!"
"...and tell your boss you're a deadbeat, taking all the credit?" the Brit concluded with a smirk.
France moaned. "Uh, okay, you win... tell me my part in this damn job."
A little smile appeared on England’s face, only to be quickly hidd
Sonic Brotherhood part 2VILLA MAYHEMSonic Brotherhood part 24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The dim sunlight hit at the blue forms face. He was feeling strangely comfortable. He didn't feel the hard mattress under him, and the usual wind blowing through the house. Also the dirty smell of his pillow was gone. He still felt sick and extreme tired but curiosity made him open his eyes by a crack. His heart skipped a jump as he saw the black forms face. He was leaning his head on the back of the couch and in a deep sleep. A faint snore as heard from his mouth and that made the blue form chuckle a bit. Then Sonic realized that he had been using HIM as a pillow, and was certain that the black form would FINALLY butcher him for real.
But then he realized that it was HIM holding the blue form there. Sonic gazed him confused. As he slowly tried to move away, the black form twitched and his eyes opened slightly. "Goash FINALLY I could sleep " He muttered drowsily stretching a bit. For a moment he gazed around without seeing anything. Then he realized th
Renamon's Tail TroubleMy 3rd Digimon Story (Renamon's Tail Trouble)Renamon's Tail Trouble3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
One day in Rika's yard, Renamon and Rika we're practicing new techniques for enemy Digimon in the future until Renamon tries a spin attack when all the sudden her tail hits Rika in the face, Renamon quickly apologizes to Rika for her action as Rika checks and learns that Renamon's tail cannot do any damage and discovers that Renamon's tail doesn't have any strength as she thinks that her tail is too long and puffy for any tail attacks like Guilmon has and was afraid to hit Rika with her tail again. Desperate, Renamon tries to think of other uses for having a long, puffy tail, her 1st use: Cleaning, Renamon plans uses her tail like a feather duster until she starts cleaning the dusty areas asher tail gets dirty as the dust around it causes Renamon to start sneezing until for a 2nd use: Tail whip, Renamon uses her tail to smack a fly until she gets her tail caught in a rosebush but gets a few thorns on her tail as she gently removes the thorn
It's a Curse: Notes on Eric ThedrialSo. I feel like Eric's up there with Tom as a character who comes with a lot of technical baggage I've never publically unpacked. Read on for a tale of god-complexes, monstrous curses, hunts and rampages, massive abuse of the ageing process, and history's worst case of polyphagia.It's a Curse: Notes on Eric Thedrial3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Welcome back to the Network, a world made of worlds connected, when not by simple geography, then by dimension-puncturing portals. We're going somewhere we haven't been before. The land is Nimisia, the year is, by our calendar, 1611. Gammon is a prosperous little city-state amidst a mess of prosperous little city-states and if rolling countryside, charming forests, and sparkling lakes are your thing, this is a peachy place. Well. If you aren't a peasant. We are in a time of serfs and lords.
If you are landed gentry however, sunny are your skies, green are your horizons, your cup floweth over. You live in a palace with colorful flags and people who take care of things and are generally free to socialize
Mah Best Friend is See-ThroughThe last of the day's rain dripped golden from the eaves and leaves of the city of Altalamatox. It flowed in molten veins between the cobblestones, dashed though the gutters as liquid amber, diving down drains and hills and all away into the vast lake.Mah Best Friend is See-Through4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Perched on a lakeshore hill, its glass dome rising above neighboring buildings, windows glinting in the evening light, the Greater Altalamatox Public Library stood serene as the ivy that feathered its walls. Inside it buzzed like a hive as its denizens wrapped up for the night.
The bulk of the bustle ringed the front desks, where carts jammed with books were being muscled away into the sorting rooms or back off into the shelves for the next day, with a liberal scattering of people dancing their way through the traffic on individual errands.
Shad, the marble centaur whose existence as a sentient statue had not excused the teen from a terrible case of acne, was cantering after the Library's flock of troublesom
SilenceShe (Renamon) believes profoundly in silence -Silence6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the sign of a perfect equilibrium.
Silence is the absolute poise or balance of body, mind and spirit.
The Digimon who preserves her selfhood ever calm and unshaken by the storms of existence -
not a leaf, as it were, astir on the tree;
not a ripple upon the surface of the shining pool -
her, in the mind of the unlettered sage, is the ideal attitude and conduct of life....
If you ask: "What are the fruits of silence?
Sonadow - Wake Up Sonic"Wake Up Sonic!" A voice from behind the bedroom door called, "We're going to be late!"Sonadow - Wake Up Sonic5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Groaning the blue hedgehog rolled over under his covers, curled into a ball on his knees, and finally admitted defeat, scratching his quills as he stretched, and appearing from under the covers.
He looked around his room sleepily, scanning over the piles of sports junk laying around, the closet whose clothes were sticking out of the door, the desk covered in papers excluding the small rectangle where his laptop went, and over the dressers with shampoos and deodorants, hair brushes, and other unnamed objects.
Finally he turned to the alarm clock perched on the window sill and blinked.
It was 10:45
He jumped out of the bed and in a blur of blue movement he had grabbed his shower stuff and ran out his bedroom door and to the bathroom, and soon a cloud of steam was crawling its way from under the door.
Down stairs Knuckles was waiting for his two housemates on the couch, glancing from
An Intro to The LibraryAn Intro to The Library3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Six years ago the Greater Altalamatox Public Library put its small and remote home city on the map when it spilt out of the ether and onto the shores of its lake.
It's a building with a lot of history. Once part of a prestigious campus, it was last owned by a club of gents with a shared passion for illegal spellcraft and dimensional exploration, who used it to hide their howling voids into the cosmos and also their pointy hats and anything else they didn't want their wives to find. They never did accomplish discovery of a new world- or never had the satisfaction of knowing they did- but did manage one highly impressive feat which was to tuck the Library sideways between dimensions when the police came 'round to investigate. This was about a hundred and ten years ago.
The gentlemen, after their prison terms ended, never succeeded in summoning back the building. To that end they'd have to have known where it lay nearest to this world, and to their distress they were witne
My Fav Verses and SongsMy Favorite Bible Verses and SongsMy Fav Verses and Songs5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
(In no particular order)
"Those who wait upon the Lord shall have his faith and strength renewed. They will rise up among eagle's wings. They will run and will not become tired. They will run but will not become weary."
"Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
"Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
"Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.
"Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.
"Blessed are the merciful, for they shall be shown mercy.
"Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.
"Blessed are the Peacemakers, for they will be called the sons (and daughters) of God.
"Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
"Blessed are those who insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me. Rejoice and be glad, because great is
Prometheus - Part IPrometheus ---Prometheus - Part I4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I rocked back on my heels, my toes over the edge of the building, the laces flickering wildly in the wind. I let my breath go in a long sigh, it was carried away from my nose and mouth in a smoky cloud. Cold bit at my cheeks and rushed over my bare arms as I looked down at the flickering lights against the dark. In a town this size, there weren't many. Michigan was just at the brink of winter, autumn settling in with fierce determination. The trees sprawled beneath me were already losing their leaves, their appearance becoming gnarled and threatening.
My heart raced at the nearly dizzying height, a surge of anticipation growing in my chest. A smile curled at the corner of my mouth and I bared my teeth at the wind. Placing one foot forward, I tested my balance.
I leaned. Spreading my arms wide as I felt weightlessness begin to take me, the wind billowing between me and the three hundred foot drop to the pavement.
Something tightened on my shirt and jerked me off the ledg
Notes on ThomasA number of people have been after me for notes on my cyborg Dr.Thomas Destastiel and in honor of his birthday we may as well haul this out of the files to hopefully answer some questions. I luurve waxing eloquent in my notes so beware; I'm only posting this because some of you have been foolish enough to encourage my writing habit, but if you don't personally care then I won't blame you for checking out now. For anybody who's left...Notes on Thomas4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
To begin, you need just a smidgeon on the world he lives in.
--The universe my stories go down in is made up of a number of planets connected by a crazy roadmap of dimensional doorways. Portals. The place ticks much like our own world with the added dimension of MAGIC, yes, magic, defined as everything that does happen that shouldn't happen within the laws of physics. (They say that what is called 'magic' is just the set of physical laws that govern a closely overlying dimension leaking over into this one and crashing the party for the resident phy
FrUK - Our Sweet KissesArthur sat stiffly in his wicker chair, his alarmed eyes watching the high flickering flames that crackled away in the grate of the fireplace. He tapped his fingers on the arm rest agitatedly. It wasn't meant to have happened...it wasn't planned or anything ludicrous like that, it had just...occurred. And yes, he was aware that he was beginning to sound like some sap of a teenager in one of those romcom films America loved to dish out like hot cakes.FrUK - Our Sweet Kisses4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sighing, England let his fingers touch his kiss swollen lips. Involuntarily he shivered; the imprint of France's touch still too fresh in his mind to leave him in any real peace. He could remember exactly how it had felt...how good it had felt.
Lifting his emerald eyes back to the bright orange flames in the hearth Arthur let the fire morph into shapes in his mind and let his sub conscious play out the scene that had been lingering behind his closed eyelids for over a day now...
Soft fingers gently caressed Arthur's
TK x Kari Fanfiction :DTk was walking along a quiet road outside his apartment..." I wonder what ever happend to her..." He thaught... It'd had been 6 years since He'd last visited the digi world... He kept wondering if he'd ever be able to go back again.. " I cant even remember her name..." He murmerd...TK x Kari Fanfiction :D8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Matt was taking his time as usual.. " Great.... Now i can't find my phone...."
Takeru hadnt done much since the accident went to high school and that was it.. no job no nothing... Whilst Matt on the other hand had sucsessfully launched his band and hardly had anytime left for his friends..
Tai Went to go live in England , Mimi was making it big in america , Izzy was a world famous computer whizz , Joe was a great doctor , Davis Had gotten his own Soccer team for there area and was now the coach of a soccer training camp , Yolei and Cody were partners at her Fathers shop , Sora Was a famous Tennis player... And the last one... The girl... TK couldnt even remember her name...
" Did it st
Diabolus of the Dead Ch.1Diabolus of the Dead Ch.13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Diabolus of the Dead
Tourists lined the streets in the early afternoon, enjoying every shop and attraction their feet carried them to. The days did not last forever on Diabolus; everyone knew they had to take in all they could in the short time available. With so many things to do, it took grand precision and timing to meet their schedules. A challenge to many, but not impossible. Wherever a guest traveled, they were sure to find something worth their while.
Even the popular dining location, "The Stache", was brimming with visitors. Not just anyone could dine at such a high class establishment, but it didn't stop them from trying. Fancy guests with their dry cleaned suits, elegant dresses, and expensive jewelry entered the dining location, their sophisticated mannerisms mirroring the tone of the restaurant. The violinists played their slow, classical tunes to form the mood, and the cloths on the tables were freshly washed. The air smelled of fine cooked meals of
Prometheus - Part IIWe both sat at a cafe in the middle of town, the safest, most public place we could think of. One of those contemporary places that sold special sandwiches called paninis and tomato soup and french pastries. Max had made a stop at the bathroom to wash the blood from his hair. He had the beginnings of a headache, but I'd checked and all he seemed to have was an uncomfortable bump and a scrape. When he returned, his head was a soggy mop, but he looked alright.Prometheus - Part II4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I'd already drank three sodas and I'd only been there for half an hour. But hey, I wasn't dizzy anymore, and my naps in school seemed to have pushed back the need for sleep. My hands still shook when I tightened them into fists, but it was a start. If this guy was desperate he'd attack us in public, and if not... well, we'd be safe for another two hours at least.
We took one of the tables outside, by my request. The air in the cafe was stagnant and stuffy and it was easier to feel for disturbances in the open. Granted, there was en
As Diabolus Turns - Ch.5As Diabolus Turns - Ch.53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As Diabolus Turns
Part 5: Where the Heart Is
"Whatcha gonna do now, Jeeves, huh?" Marty cackled as he took a step forward, "Got something more to say?"
Jeeves did not speak. He attempted to step up once more but his feet slipped on his own coolant, which dripped into pools on the tiled floor. Shaking in fear, he was unable to make the slightest plea towards his attacker.
"Didn't think so," Marty held up his weapon, aiming it directly at the defenseless man. The charge nearly complete, the high pitched squeal grew faster and faster. "I'll remember you fondly as I celebrate my humble victory with my lady."
The buzz of the laser had reached its max. Jeeves seemed to have accepted his fate as he scrunched up in preparation to meet his own demise. A destiny that would have swiftly been met had it not been for the white figure that leapt before him.
"Marty, NO!" Linda cried out, standing over the defenseless man.
In a last second shift of movement, Marty whipped th
Diabolus of the Dead Ch.7Diabolus of the Dead Ch.73 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Diabolus of the Dead
The streets were overflowing with sickened, hungry guests. If they had not caught sight of the prior commotion within the building, then the smell of fresh meat caught their current attention. Linda was shocked to see the hoard on the verge of surrounding them within just moments after exiting the broken doors. Marty, however, paid little mind to them. His eyes were glued onto the lobby entrance where Bernard remained lost in the sea of bloody bodies.
"Marty! What do we do?!" the white woman screamed as she clung tightly to the fighting man.
He flailed around, desperate to get loose of her hold. He smacked her lamp weapon out of her grasp and it rolled a few feet away - right into the lumbering mob. Defenseless and frightened, Linda grabbed hold of her boss with her now-freed arm.
"Let go! Let go of me this instant!" Marty cried, not caring that the woman was only trying to save him.
"Marty, quit it! We'll come back for it later!"
"NO!" he s
Renamon Tf Pt 1As dull as my day had been, I didn't mind, it was way better than being at school doing work from a book, and I mean isn't Sunday a day to relax? I had gone out to the city with my friend in hopes of 'speeding up time' and maybe but something. Right now I was sitting on a bench waiting for him to return from the toilets. I stood up stretched a bit and started glancing at all the stores, most of them were clothe or shoe shops, I did however happen to notice an unusual looking anime shop. I hadn't seen it around here before so I was curious to see if had any good items for sale, I checked I had everything with me and walked into the little shop. The inside was much like the outside, dusty and ancient looking, dimly lit and no one except the cashier was inside. The young woman sitting behind the desk was reading a dusty looking book; I glanced around and was amazed at the collection of items that were sitting on shelves. I started looking through the digimon and pokemon sectionRenamon Tf Pt 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A Taismo ValentineIt was a warm day in mobius, comparing it was February and it was usually negative ten degrees Celsius. It was about five degrees warmer today and a orange twin-tailed fox could be seen walking alone on a deserted road towards Vanilla's mansion whilst wearing a suit, an orange MP3 looking much like an Ipod was held in his hand.A Taismo Valentine5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Annoying Ipod wannabe!" I growled under my breath as I flipped through the songs by clicking rapidly. I clicked back a few and pressed play. Sighing as the first few bars played of one of the Linkin Park songs I recently downloaded, I began to sing "My insides all turned to ash, so slow. And blew away as I collapsed, so cold. A black wind took them away, from sight. And now the darkness over day, that night " I stopped to catch my breath as a single tear slid down my cheek. 'Why am I going to this party when I just want to sleep through today?' Sighing for the umpteenth time today I recalled what happened to get me stuck in this mes
ToH:R5 vs Hoatzin part 17Tapestry of HorrorToH:R5 vs Hoatzin part 174 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Round 5: The Grand Finale
"You you were Ach'M's opponent?" Chordata's heart pounded rapidly in her chest. Hearing those words from anyone else would have meant nothing, but from her valiant and caring Quincy
"Yes " his voice trailed, eyes closed and shoulders sagging. Chordata glanced down at the dingo's hand that was still firmly clasped in her own. Imagining those hands coated in the amphibian man's blood seemed almost implausible.
"I, uh, didn't intend for it to end like it did," Quincy answered, "It was a an accident, you could say."
"It was an accident that he happened to have a knife wound straight through his heart?" Chordata's sharp tone caused the man to flinch.
Her icy blue eyes stared at him like daggers, forcing his gaze to slide away, "I I didn't know he meant that much to you."
"He didn't!" she swiftly defended, her voice g
As Diabolus Turns - Ch.6 ENDAs Diabolus Turns - Ch.6 END3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As Diabolus Turns
Part 6: Love of Life
Warm coolant poured down the man's body, its thickened substance staining his skin and the dirty floor. The metal instrument stuck out of his stomach in an awkward, disturbing angle. The blue and black striped staff that had created the entire world he stood upon was now dripping with purple liquid. Such an odd, cruel irony. It didn't feel right. It didn't feel real.
His strength immediately depleted, his legs fell out from under him. As he landed hard on his knees, his hands still clutching the weapon, he felt frightened bodies rush up to him. He could not make out what they were saying as the world around him became muffled. His heart pulsed quickly in his chest, but he slowly felt all of his energy draining, the beats becoming fainter.
He made out a blurry white figure in front of him, its arms clutching him tightly. As everything began to fade away, he could just make out her soft voice.
Anna - DiD"Mmmmph!" Anna struggled feebly against the hand covering her mouth as her captor, George, secured her wrists behind her back with a plastic zip tie. Once it was secure, she tested the strength of the plastic, hoping that, maybe, she would be able to get loose. However, it was instantly clear that she would not be able to, so she quickly gave up, hoping to cry for help instead. She wasn't putting up much of a fight, the gun on the table right beside them was preventing that, and as her captor dragged her to the corner of the living room, she had little hope to escape him.Anna - DiD5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Stay quiet, young lady," he hissed, shoving her down, her back to the wall. He grabbed her ankles, securing them with another zip tie.
"Please!" She looked up at him, brown hair falling away from her face, her coffee colored eyes wide with fear. "Let me go! Why are you doing this?" The man had knocked on the door, forcing his way into the house only a second after she had answered, and now he had her bound on the flo