40 Ways To Annoy Luigi Mario40 Ways To Annoy Luigi Mario3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
1. Tell him that he basically is a copy of his brother.
2. Tell him it's weird he's taller, but still younger than Mario.
3. Imply that "Luigi's Mansion" is the only game about him...and it sucked.
4. Also tell him "Luigi's Mansion 2" will also suck.
5. Constantly remind him he stands in the shadow of Mario.
6. Chase him and yell: "SPAGHETTI!" over and over.
7. Tell him he would never be able to beat a level by himself.
8. Constantly remind him he's always player 2.
9. Tell him the colour green, which he wears, is a sign of jealousy.
10. Whenever he talks to you by your name, say: "That's Mama Luigi to you, Mario! *Weeze*"
11. Cling on him and repeat: "MAMA LUIGI!"
12. Remind him that he was never in Super Mario 64.
13. Tell him over and over that his surname is Mario's name.
14. Run over to him, say: "Gay Luigi?" then run off again.
15. Say to him he's only strong enough to beat Bowser Jr.
16. Constantly remind him that he looked so wimpy when walking in a dark room in Luigi's Mansion
Oh DeathOh DeathOh Death6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The darkness creeps into my heart,
My shattered faith, my fate descends,
I don't know how it came to this,
My tears are pearls for the abyss.
The demons tore my life apart,
Now this is how your glory ends,
I'll stop this malice as it spreads,
I'll tear your golden curls to shreds.
My black eyes burn upon your face,
Your life a puppet in my hands,
My arm stretched out toward your chest,
Your fate and mine are coalesced.
The blood that is my blood's disgrace,
My heart's eternal reprimands,
My one, my all, my every breath,
This blood, my blood, will be your death.
I will be saved, I'll persevere
I'll send the devils back to Hell,
I'll prove him wrong, I'll make it right,
I'll show this fiend an endless night.
A voice calls out, I cannot hear,
Her crimson blood I can't dispel,
A circle forms, a scarlet stain,
A darkness I cannot contain.
Confusion, cannot understand,
The world spins underneath my feet
She says it had to be this way,
I had the Devil's debt to pay.
Apocalypse, by my
For the Love of MonstersFor the Love of Monsters3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He ignores the faint struggles and cries of the creature housed between his jaws. He does not have the time feel regret for its impending doom, not when there are so many more left that will come to meet the same fate. Already, he can hear their squeals from beneath his scales. Their tiny paws scrabble madly against the black earth, and futilely attempt to move the great beast that has placed the weight of his body upon them. The tiniest one caged in his hand is still, save for her trembling and constant whimpers of fear.
The impatient groans of his stomach awake from his observations of the trapped rodents, and remind him of the silver one still hanging loosely from his mouth. With care, he eases the whole of the animal into his saliva-slackened cavern, smothering the creature beneath all three of his tongues as he proceeds to suck all manner of flavor from the morsel.
As he fiddles with the rodent in his mouth, pushing him against the roof of his palette and occasionally prodding him
If this becomes a franchise.If this becomes a franchise, Ill die laughing.If this becomes a franchise.8 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
In response to snappedchosticks Dear Yaoi Fangirls I have my own bone to pick, and damn it, if it isnt a big one.
Dear Supernatural fangirls. Grow up.
As Im quite positive my letter to my fellow fangirls wont be quite as alliterate or intelligent, or even quite as amusing as snappedchoppedsticks letter, but at least I might be able to vent my frustrations on this particular subject in a constructive matter. So here we go, why exactly I regret ever joining a Supernatural fan board.
1)Where did all the intelligent people go?
Seriously, where? Back when Supernatural was brand spanking new, you could be able to count on visiting one of the message boards and be able to sit and read fan based theories that were plausible, and baffling, things that actually got you wondering about where Kripke would take the show exactly and actually helped keeping you wanting to watch it. I loved it, n
I'm strangeI'm strange,I'm strange5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm not like everyone,
I like to think,
I like to create,
I like to love,
I like to be happy,
Others like gloom,
Am I strange?
Am I special?
I like the way I am.
Hand of the FairestRead and Review please. I do not own the Thundercats.Hand of the Fairest4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Fair warning, this will become yaoi. If you don't know what that is by now, turn back and leave please.
It had been a long day of running from Mumm-Ra's forces, and the group was very tired. they had bedded down for the night in a brier where they believed that they wouldn't be seen. Tygra was resting by Liono's side while WilyKit and WilyKat were curled against Cheetara. Liono was already asleep when Tygra glanced around the camp site, wrapping his arm quietly around his younger brother's upper body. No one would sneak up on them while Tygra had his back to the dead tree that currently decorated the brier patch around them. Liono was everything Tygra had left. Claudis had informed him of his adoption into the royal family when he was 16 years of age, the same as the lighter colored male that was currently under his paw at the moment. Tygra had figured it out long before then, obviou
To Spy a Scandal---To Spy a Scandal4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It had been a long time since Courtney's days of Total Drama World Tour- ten years, three months, a week, and four days to be precise as the Courtney always did like to be. That much had not changed in Courtney. There were plenty things that hadn't changed in Courtney as well as in the other contestants as far as the brunette woman knew. She was still the strict, bit bossy, ambitious, a know-it-all, but compassionate woman. There were just two major changes that occurred in Courtney over the years.
She was now a mother and wife.
A darn good lawyer too, but honestly few people would be surprised by that little fact.
Courtney Taylor Anderson never regretted marrying Cody. The day all those years ago when he came into to cargo hold of the Total Drama Jumbo Jet to comfort her after the secret of Duncan and Gwen's affair had been revealed had left a mark on her heart that had only grown throughout season until it consumed her heart entirely.
She was just as shocked as the rest of
Animal stories - collection 1Animal stories - collection 110 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Short animal stories - Collection 1
By Darku angel
Story one: Dead cats don't breathe
I have my own reasons to be the way I am... there's not much I can do to help it; it's who I am that dictates what I do.
The first thing that he felt was the cold damp earth around him, surrounding him, the preassure pressed against his fur; the feeling was opresing and rather much uncomfortable, and thus so, he fought to free himself from it, seeking the cold night air he knew had to be somewhere above him. Then came the first problem; he was unsure which way was... up, tell truth. Any way could be up, for all he knew was that he was drowned in earth, buried... why this was so, he also did not know, but it didn't matter anyhow.
All that mattered was the opressing feeling.
Thus so, he growled deep in his chest and clawed his way up... or clawed his way in the direction he thought was up. It took him several moments to reach the surface, but soon enough his head and clawed hands br
Memoirs of a Blue DinosaurMemoirs of a Blue DinosaurMemoirs of a Blue Dinosaur2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Stashed in away in a basement somewhere,
In some long forgotten box of old toys,
Buried under a great many other plastic creatures,
There is a little blue dinosaur.
He has a lengthy neck, and a long skinny tail.
His skin is textured plastic and blue as can be,
The paint on his eyes and the tip of his nose has chipped off,
And his bottom jaw is missing.
In the dark he remembers,
Sticky fingers holding him for days on end.
Little hands moving him through tall grass,
Making fake roaring sounds and crashing into other toys.
He remembers being cuddled at night,
(Though he was the farthest thing from soft).
He remembers tears crawling over his scales,
And hiding under blankets from fighting grown-ups.
He remembers flying over an ocean,
And coming to a new home with just one grown-up.
He remembers being put into a box,
“Just for a little while sweetie, until we settle in.”
And then he remembers the dark.
Dean is better than Edward17 Reasons why Dean Winchester is waaaaay better than Edward Cullen:Dean is better than Edward6 years ago in Humor More Like This
#1: Dean won´t eat you cause you smell good.
#2: He would never drive a gay Volvo - just the IMPALA!
#3: You don´t need to have your eyes operated after a walk at the beach with Dean.
#4: You can have dinner with Dean without having to be told that you are just eating dirt and ashes.
#5: Dean would NEVER watch you mumbling in your sleep.
#6: Dean would never drink blood, cause it´s a weapon.
#7: Dean will keep Vampire-Stalkers away.
#8: Dean wouldn´t force you to live in shitty rainy Forks.
#9: Dean listens to Metallica - not gay Debussy-crap.
#10: Dean´s family is his real, biological family.
#11: Dean can warm you up when you feel cold.
#12: Dean hunts bad things who kill people and not cute animals living in the forest.
#13: Buying clothes for Dean will be easier cause his eyes won´t change colour.
#14: Dean would not run away cause a girl is too pretty...
#15: Dean knows your needs wi
OneYour liquid green eyes are the only thing that keeps your soul at bay. The door that keeps it locked away. But those liquid green eyes now melt away, under the watch full eye of the moon, leaving a bear golden grace. Your lips tremble, and your skin starts to burn as the sensation grows stronger with each tremble, those eyes are no longer a door but a window. I can see everything from your darkest fear, to your brightest memory. Everything that makes you...you.One6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Bottled up emotions come flying out from that opened window that I most carefully opened.
Your opened now,
vulnerable, and now I can do as I please. But I cant harm you,
what good would that do?
To harm what made me see what was right a wrong.
With the moon as my witness, no fire can brake the barrier that protects your grace,
no human can...no devil can...
Its to late now,
I cant close the door,
I cant close the window,
have I gone to far?
Your lips intertwine with mine gently, but your touch is rough and mighty,
Hand of the Fairest 2I don't own Thundercats or the characters.Hand of the Fairest 24 years ago in Drama More Like This
Liono was pacing in his room, slowly trying to wear a pattern in the marble tiled floor. He hadn't heard hide nor hair of the elder males in an hour now, and was starting to get worried. Usually, everyone would have been in bed by this forsaken hour, but if that blue being downstairs had anything to say about it, they would probably be up all night.
It wasn't like Liono was going to rest anyways. That jerk had just decided to marry off the REAL king of Thundera to the traitor that had killed his father. Who the hell did he think he was? And Liono was a MALE. A male PRINCE. Not a princess. Didn't this buffoon know anything about the legal premises of the laws here? Males weren't allowed to marry males (unless it had been a really bad birthing year, and they didn't have enough females to go around). And being stuck here under their thumbs wasn't what Liono was planning to do! What happened to Che
The Duelist and the DrifterThis is a 'what if' scenario. Please turn back now if you don't like other possibilities in a story line.The Duelist and the Drifter4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Set in episode 8, The Duelist and the Drifter, this story is set around the Drifter (Hattanzo), and The duelist. Liono's there, but more or less just in the background doing his own thing. This involves a minor alteration in the overall storyline of this episode, and my subsequent insane ideas afterwards. The format here is supposed to be glimpses, not all out ideas. I'll let you fill in the in between times for fun.
This will become slash. No likey? No read. Ok? No flamers and trolls will be hunted down using the backtrack tech I have, then raped by a donkey after making sure they can't scream or seek help in any way, shape or form. YEAH.
I do not own Thundercats or any of Cartoon Network's characters, and make no money off this.
"The deal is if I win, I get my sword back. Name your terms." Liono said as he thr
Wrecker Facts#1.) Wreckers don't call for back up, they call for clean up.Wrecker Facts2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
#2.)It takes a special brand of Bot to be a Wrecker. Not just anyone has what it takes.
#3.) Roster calls are pointless.
#4.) If you leave a Wrecker behind, you better go back and get him.
#5.) The motto is Wreck and Rule. Not Roll out, not Wreck it Ralph. Get it right.
#6.) Explosions and Wheeljack don't mix.
#7.) When in doubt, shooting it usually works.
#8.) Bulkhead should NEVER be allowed to learn Circuit-Su less we repeat flattening an officer.
#9.) If still in doubt, shoot it again or poke it with a stick.
#10.) Top Spin and Twin-Twist are the other pair of terror twins.
#11.) Decepticon drones make great Jet-Judo dummies.
#12.) A well cared for weapon is better than a roughed up weapon.
#13.) That being said, any weapon is better than no weapon.
#14.) Playing chicken when in a Star cruiser is well worth the almost collis
One Human, One Spark 72August 2 dawned dark and chilly at approximately 1:02 a.m. in the morning. A baby’s healthy, SHRILL shriek made the doctor immediately comment on his powerful lungs before placing him in his mother’s arms.One Human, One Spark 7210 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Wheeljack had to resist the urge to barrel straight through the doctor when he was finally allowed into the room. That is, allowed in the room after Mrs. Darby, and Mr. and Mrs. Nakadai. It had been a little packed in the room, and when Mrs. Darby hurried off in a tizzy to prepare things at the house a little more, Mr. Nakadai briefly leaving for an important phone call, Jackson Anderson piled into the room with Raf, Mrs. Davis, and Arcee’s holoform.
Trying his hardest not to make things awkward with the lithe form of the black haired holoform behind him, Wheeljack had to grin when Mrs. Davis went swooping to the bed where a tired but positively glowing Miko was laying. “Ohh, let me see him, let me see—Ohh he’s simply precious Miko. And such a head
Till All Are One - Chapter 9 The Medic quietly made his way to the center of the base noticing the Autobot’s main computer module blinking idly as an incoming message slowly began to focus on the screen. The orange and white mech furrowed his optic ridges, punching commands into the large keypad, muttering to himself under his breath.Till All Are One - Chapter 911 months ago in Romance More Like This
“Incoming message… from fellow Autobots? This frequency hasn’t been used since our leave of Cybertron… perhaps even earlier.”
**TO ANY SURVIVING AUTOBOTS, WE HAVE COME IN REPLY TO OPTIMUS PRIME’S INVITATION. PLEASE RESPOND**
The message continued to blink at the center of the screen, as Ratchet logged the frequency, trying to triangulate its origin. His worn fingers punched the keys feverishly, continuing to process the situation. The elder Medic clicked the com-link transmitter, speaking into it hastily.
“Optimus, you better get in
Fraternizing 58Being around his father was just awkward.Fraternizing 582 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It wasn’t just what he had done. It was the fact that Nightflier didn’t know what his father was thinking. Sure, everyday Nightstalker made sure to talk to the alienated air commander, but it was mostly just stuff about Bumblebee, or when that became too stressing, stuff about Ratchet or Cliffjumper. Never about him. Never about himself. Never about her. It was like they had a silent truce on what things they could talk about, and the family wasn’t one. Her secrets were hers; his secrets were his; Nightflier’s oppression was his own.
It bothered him. Nightflier didn’t know what to do, but he knew he couldn’t forgive him. Could he? No, no he couldn’t. He knew what growing up hungry was like. Nearly starving into shutdown. Missing his parents. Crying—but no, he couldn’t cry, not when Nightstalker was and she looked to him for strength. He couldn’t cry, no, he had to bottle it up and pret
PA: Slumber PartyWith her gaze transfixed upon Wheeljack's in a challenge, Miko let out a squawking giggle of delight. She'd never seen the former Autobot Wrecker so absolutely loathing of her; perhaps close but this had to be the best yet. There was a fiery look that spoke many dangerous things that the young teen could only imagine.PA: Slumber Party2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Gonna chicken out like the chicken bot you are?" Miko teased with her brown eyes flashing in mischief.
"No," Wheeljack responded with an unusually calm demeanor. It was a hoax of course; he was boiling with rage. "I'll do it!"
*He's got guts* Bumblebee observed with a whirring of his broken vocalizer.
"And no processor," Arcee acknowledged with a look of almost fearful awe upon her faceplate.
"Be careful where your pride leads you," Jack murmured in a nervous voice just below a whisper.
Waving his large servo in response to the crowd's bickering, Wheeljack gave a simple grunt for response. He was a warrior and a hardened Wrecker, nothing bested him; especially not
I'm Not a Taxi!Warning: one mild swear at the end.I'm Not a Taxi!3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Skyfire was not known for having a temper. He solved things rationally, and the only violence he showed was during battles. So it came as quite a shock to every Autobot when he stomped into the rec room looking positively murderous. And particularly more yellow.
"Slag," Hound muttered. "Those two actually did it."
"SIDESWIPE!" he bellowed. Nobody expected the usually gentle mech to have such a loud and powerful voice. It was highly reminiscent of the Dinobot leader, Grimlock, and despite the comical new color scheme (largely resembling a typical New York City taxi), nobody was feeling particularly amused.
There were few 'Bots in the rec room, and none of them was Sideswipe. None of them was very keen to speak, however, and draw Skyfire's murderous glare onto themselves. They all tried to return to their business - they all knew better than to interfere when it came to Sideswipe and Sunstreaker.
Skyfire stomped in
Caro Transmutata Metallo 33Caro Transmutata Metallo 333 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Caro Transmutata Metallo 33
A Transformers Prime Fanfiction
Spark burning with betrayal and confusion, Jazz finished decrypting the files on Daybreaker. When the last fell he signaled his second and the other mech dutifully handed over the remaining undamaged files. Between the two of them they made short work of decoding these last blocs of data. The saboteur paused a moment, weighing the two file sets in his processor, feeling the differences in their size and complexity. It was not the cleanest job he had ever done, but he was confident that he had not lost much from the brute-force hack, and was equally confident that there was nothing left hidden in the more delicately handled files. With a satisfied grunt he signaled Bluestreak and they moved out.
Jazz ignored the markets this time in favor of tearing back to Iacon Tower with hardly a glyph to his assistants. Bluestreak seemed to sense his eagerness to get back, and simply gave a
Spark of a WreckerJack Darby opened his locker, exchanging the textbooks in his hands for the ones he would need for next period. There was no real need to hurry; the break between classes still had a good five minutes left to it, but the young man was not a fan of the local scenery. By whatever joke of the universe that was being played on him, Jack had found his locker to be rather annoyingly close to the one belonging to Vince, Jasper High's resident Jerk with a capital "J."Spark of a Wrecker3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The red haired teen was currently laughing about something in the center of a group of friends, more than likely completely oblivious to what time it was. Not that Jack was particularly interested in reminding him. Closing his locker, and giving the combination dial a spin for good measure, the young Darby prepared to leave. Before he'd taken his first step, something new caught his attention.
Miko Nakadai had just turned the corner of the hallway, a questing look on her face
A Lost AngelA Lost Angel5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Lost Angel
It seems like yesterday
That dreadful news I heard
This little voice I knew would not
Make it to see the world.
Though we could not see you
Your presence was nonetheless felt
I was thrilled the day I heard the news
That you were coming
Caro Transmutata Metallo 30Caro Transmutata Metallo 308 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Caro Transmutata Metallo 30
A Transformers Prime Fanfiction
Ultra Magnus was sitting in his office, staring at the datapad in front of him as if his gaze alone could ignite it. He was truly not surprised that the damaged and suffering youngling had managed to complete the report in a third of the time requested. Jack – Daybreaker – had shown levels of competence that had stunned the commander from the very moment he had begun to instruct the youngling , something the old warrior had come to attribute to his Guardians’ influence, both from code and example. Any technical failings were simply a product of inexperience and the teacher had come to take for granted that they would be corrected in due time. The report he was reading now reflected that burgeoning competence in the way a shattered mirror reflected a darkened room. A copy had already been sent to Ratchet, holed up in his office processing the data he had collected, but the m
Murmurs in the SparkUltra Magnus rubbed his optics in exhaustion. He'd been on Earth for close to a month, and already, the paperwork was catching up to him. Contrary to popular belief among the few humans allowed to be around them, Autobots still had to file incident reports when something went awry. In this particular instant, the problem was caused by none other than Wheeljack. Whilst trying to entertain the natives, the Wrecker decided that it was a good idea to show them exactly what would happen if you tried to create an earth device called a firework with Cybertronian materials. Needless to say, a volatile projectile composed of energon plasma and multiple incendiary substances was a bad idea. To make matters worse, the white mech did not follow protocols about maintaining safe distances and the firework tipped over and rocketed straight into the open hangar of the new base that contained the ships. Magnus let off an audible groan at the damage report to his ship. The Xantium was now down a turbineMurmurs in the Spark2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This