SIGNS OF AN ELORA FANBOYSIGNS OF AN ELORA FANBOYSIGNS OF AN ELORA FANBOY4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
1. Constantly playing Spyro 2: Ripto's Rage/Gateway to Glimmer on their PS1, PS2, PS3 or PSP.
2. Constantly watching the game's cutscenes over and over.
3. Often claims that Elora is better than any other female Spyro character. (ie: Ember, Cynder)
4. Frequently drawing and/or faving Elora fanart.
5. Frequently looking for Spyro fanfics that involve Elora.
6. Frequently looking for Spyro fan videos that have Elora.
7. Constantly wishes that she would appear in the next Spyro game.
8. Constantly wishes that she should exist in real life.
9. Fantasizes about dating and/or marrying Elora.
10. Fantasizes about doing Elora.
SpyroXCynder- Guide You HomeThe light mist from the waterfall sprayed out onto Cynder as the summer breeze blew. She sprawled out onto her back, pink wineskins out on the ground. She lay on the ledge of her home cooling off. After a hard day of repair at Warfang, Cynder was glad to have the evening off.SpyroXCynder- Guide You Home3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The black dragoness listened to the roar of the waterfall as she lay. She closed her eyes, wishing that she wouldn't have to go back to Warfang tomorrow. These days were simple, repair the city one day, practice elemental training with the Guardians the next, and then various other things that needed to be done throughout the areas of the dam and the villages.
Cynder was deep in thought, so she did not hear Spyro come up next to her. "Cynder?" A sweet, tender voice asked. Cynder opened her eyes and rolled onto her belly to face the purple dragon.
"Spyro " She said in greeting, rubbing her face on his. He lay dow
A random SpyroXElora storySpyro, Flame and Hunter were having a bit of fun on the beach. Spyro and Flame were wrestling and Hunter was practicing his archery skills. It was a good time. Suddenly, Spyro stopped wrestling Flame. He seen Elora coming down. He ran into his house nearby, and within a second he was back with some kind of box.A random SpyroXElora story4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey guys!" said Elora. "Yo, sup Elo!" replied Hunter. "Oh nothing, just came down to say hi!" said Elora cheerfully.
Spyro couldn't wait any longer.
"Hey Elora, can I talk to you over there for a second?"
"Oh my gosh, Spyro, I didn't even see you there! I'm so sorry! Yeah, sure we can talk.", giggled Elora.
They walked under a palm tree. "So, what's going on?"
Hunter and Flame were eavesdropping.
"I made this for you last night...". Spyro showed her the box.
"Oh, you do lovely work Spyro! I never knew you were such a good craftsman!", said Elora excitedly. She continued,"How did you do it in such dark conditions?".
"I asked the fairies to help light up the place."
Hunter and Fl
Chapter OneGreen; there was a big, fuzzy wad of it, right in his face.Chapter One4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Draq snorted, the scent of earth strong in his nose. Why did his head hurt so much? Why couldn't he remember the answer to that question?
The fuzzy green slowly came into focus. Grass. Lots of it. As if he didn't have enough questions; Why was he lying face-down in the grass? Draq ignored the dizziness clouding his vision and pushed himself upright. The landscape tipped to the side, threateningly, as though it would send him rolling down the steep sides and back into unconsciousness. He groaned. Where was he?
As his vision cleared, he saw that he was on a hill, other hills sloping away on every side, and a long valley stretched out before him into the distance, framed on each side by two hills growing taller and sharper as they spread out. It was nothing like home. Into the emptiness, he called, "Hello?"
Any echo that might have resounded was swallowed by the depths of the grass. His head throbbed with the effort. And, to add
Cynder becomes a humanCynder walked in the temples garden, bored like never before.Cynder becomes a human6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Spyro had left her for a week to visit the Chronicler for some reason she didnt know and she couldnt come with him.
She walked and walked until she saw something in the bottom of the huge lake they had in the garden, it shined white and blue and looked very pretty.
What is that and why havent I seen it before? she asked and bent over to try to see what it was.
But she then got overbalanced and fell into the lake with a loud splash.
She struggled to get up again but it felt like she sank deeper and deeper into the lake.
She finally got up and coughed hard to get her air back after she felt like she was about to drown.
That was close. She said but she felt weird so she opened her eyes and they widened as she saw she didnt had claws anymore, now was it hands, five pretty fingers on each hand. She then looked on the rest of her body. She had got a swollen chest and legs but she had
Game OverAfter they tire of taking out their frustration on you and Hunter, the massive chunks of dimwitted thick flesh known as rhynocs unceremoniously throw their prisoners into a bear-drawn wheeled cage. Your rescue mission has taken a turn for the worst, and Sparx is its latest casualty. Barely clinging to consciousness after the beating, you lie on your belly, hoping to alleviate the pain from your wounds, but the agony on your back persists. Flight had always frustrated you; now you can't even glide. Hunter is the lucky one; all those blows to the head put his lights out quickly. Only the faint rise and fall of his furry chest lets you know he still clings to life.Game Over4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Who did you think you were? A gallant hero? A savior? A rebel? You manage to turn yourself around, crawling on your underbelly like a wretched serpent. Off in the distance, you can see the Midnight Mountain range slowly
Dragon habits and life cycleThis document will be discussing the behavioural patterns and their life cycles of the species dragon Eudraco magnificus occidentalis and their potential benefit to the earth empire.Dragon habits and life cycle6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The dragon is predominantly a solitary creature, once it leaves it parents it will often live like this until it finds a mate and starts a family. but despite this is still retains the capacity for group living, such dragons do not prefer such a lonely life and will instead seek out other dragons that it has no intention of mating with or are not its parents to form a group. These groups range from everything from tribes with pack mentality to entire communities and everything in between, these groups will often work together to hunt for food and for protection.
Upon leaving their parents a dragon will spend some portion of its life being nomadic, moving from place to place, until it finds a home it wants to live in. some dragons may never find a home, preferring to spend their lives
Speak The TruthAs a reporter, you get used to the weird stuff that you experience everyday while trying to get the story.Speak The Truth2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Especially if it was your special talent, like Truth Seeker. He had discovered several scandals behind Equestria’s top companies and lived long enough to tell them to his favorite paper, The Fillydelphia Report. He had plenty of scars from his closer encounters and could recall every second from those wonderful times he spent in ratty hotels being tied up and being smacked by a 2x4. Yet, the one story he would never tell was how his right wing got permanently damaged.
Today, he received a letter from somepony who apparently lived in a cave somewhere in the Ghastly Gorge. Truth hated the gorge. The place wasn’t responsible for his disability, but it came close. Those damn eels and random updrafts. But he didn’t have much choice in the matter, his editor got the letter first and gave him a train ticket to Ponyville and told him to get on it.
He read the letter duri
Spyro Fanfiction Drinking Game *update** Take a drink if the fic is set in the 'Legend of Spyro' canonSpyro Fanfiction Drinking Game *update*1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
** Take two if the fic title has 'the Legend of Spyro' anywhere in it
** Take three if its abbrivated to 'TLOS'
** Take three if it's 'the Legend of' with some OC or other character replacing Spyro in the title
*** Add on another drink if its basically a rewrite of the game, but with other characters/OCs included
* Take a drink if the words 'dark', 'darkness', 'blood', 'destiny', 'legacy', or 'prophecy' is written in the fic title
** Take two if it uses two of those words in the title
** Take three if there's more than three of those words in the title
* Take a drink if the fic is about Spyro and Cynder facing a new evil
** Take two if its a 'new ancient evil'
*** Add on a drink if one of the antagonist main motivations is 'getting revenge on Cynder'
*** Alternatively, add on a drink if they claim they were behind Malefor the entire time
*** Alternatively, take another one if Malefor ends up pulling a Dr. Wily and h
ode to the dragon.ode to the dragon.4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Though thy teeth be sharp, and thy claws great, waste not thy strength on me,
for thy beauty doth pierce mine heart worse than any wound.
Do not waste thy breath upon me, for I burn already a passion far greater than I can bear.
Oh dragon, hold back not thine beauty from mine eyes any longer, spread thy wings for me, let me see thy grace, thy majesty, thy glory complete!
Though thy scales turn away the sword, they cannot turn away my love for thee.
Though thy wings block the sun, they cannot block mine thoughts so bright of thee.
Though thine eyes stare death, I . . .only have eyes . . . for thee.
Chapter FifteenThe Hunting Rock was more a landmark than an area meant to serve any kind of purpose. It was a tall rock, curved in a natural formation on one side, and broken jaggedly down the other, as if it had been literally split in half. The old stories said that it had played a part during a battle long ago, but now it merely stood as the westernmost boarder to the dragons’ homeland.Chapter Fifteen2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Here it stood, tall and dark, on the eastern horizon before them. In spite of the twisted landscape, it was a landmark Draq would recognize anywhere. The solid presence of the stone seemed out of place amidst the no-longer-familiar surroundings.
Arlena gazed up at Draq with a blank stare. “Just . . . how?” she stammered. “What does all of this mean?”
Draq’s legs felt weak, which seemed strange to him since he’d only really exercised his wings in the last day or so. “I don’t know,” was all he could answer, feeling shaken to the core. “It wasn’t
A missing piece chapter 17A missing piece chapter 173 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hey, be gentle will you?" snapped Madison irritably.
Lawrence sighed and tried to clean the wound more gently. However, he was already doing it as gently as he could so he didn't know how much more gentle he could be. He looked up at Madison and replied as patiently as possible, "I'm already being as gentle as I can."
"Well, try harder." She said dryly.
Lawrence dipped the cloth in the water and tried once more. He dabbed at the wound with much care and concentration. Lawrence had learned how to care for wounds years ago when he read a book on it when he was college. Madison could tell Lawrence was trying his best to not hurt her. However, she was still left dumbstruck on how nice had become towards everyone; especially Olivia. Which was really different compared to how he was treating her when he had first met her. Hell, it was a great difference. Was because everything was stressful right now so he didn't want to make it worse by being a jerk to everyone? Or was it becaus
SS Manga - Chapter Three: The TemperedSS Manga - Chapter Three: The Tempered3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Master Sword was lying on the anvil. Hammers in the hands of the five knightsLink included. The other four were waiting for him to make the first strike, yet Link was hesitant.
All of them, as part of their qualifications for knighthood forged their own blades personally. None of them had tempered an already existing sword, nor had they forged one from scratch in many years.
Link could barely hold up his hammer. During the four years of his imprisonment, he had not the opportunity to lift his arms, let alone a hammer. He could barely hold it off the ground. Why did Hylia think that he, of all people, had the strength to temper the Master Sword? Yet he knew that at that very moment, the goddess was desperately holding back the unseen evil. It was his duty to reform this sacred sword.
With all his strength, Link lifted his hammer above his head. He saw his reflection in the blade of the sword: his bony and pale face staring back at him like a ghost. It reminded him of what he w
Siblings of Corruption P1-3Siblings of CorruptionSiblings of Corruption P1-35 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Prologue Part One Raining Blood
Walking out of the Dragon Temple, Siiar had been surprised at the sight just outside the room. Bodies everywhere, both Mole and Dragon alike, were scattered all over the ground. A coating of blood covered the ground with a single young black dragon standing in the center of it all. "Why are you doing this?! Killing your own kind?! What is wrong with you?!"
As she watched the drake turn his attention to her, Siiar at first let out a low growl as he seemed to step closer to her, but then heard a yell from the side and the drake quickly turned towards that. Siiar watched as a single Mole ran up from the side with a spear in hand, trying to defend what little dignity Warfang had left from the surprise attack. She was about ready to yell out to the Mole to stop, but it was too late. The black drake jumped forward and swung its tail-blade ahead, completely severing the head off the creature before it even came close. Siiar
The CallThe sky was darkening, the stars coming out slowly. The moon was new, barely the tiniest sliver. Good. The sky would be nice and dark for this ritual.The Call3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Cyara took a deep breath and lifted her head to the sky. As the sky darkened and the night became black, the myriad iridescent markings on her ebony hide began to glow blue and green. The sail down her back began to burn with these colors as well. The phosphorescent glow of her aqua eyes were eclipsed for a moment as her eyelids slid shut. Her head lifted even further, her wings splaying to show off the glorious markings.
A shiver ran down her spine, rattling all her scales. She felt hot, even though the air was chill with the bite of autumn. Her markings flushed with blood, turning purple and pink. Her still-cerulean eyes snapped open, and she used her powerful legs to leap high into the air. Wings were ready to catch her, and they beat with a fervor that matched the new passion burning in her chest.
She was a dragon, and a young one at
If a Tree FallsIf a Tree FallsIf a Tree Falls6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Spyro and Cynder were having a lot of fun as they played together in the forest close to the temple. They were in the deeper part of the forest where the trees grew thicker and taller playing tag.
At the moment Spyro was chasing Cynder and was right on her tail. You better run faster if you dont want to get caught. Spyro exclaimed.
You want me to go faster do you? Cynder giggled picking up speed and getting farther away from Spyro.
Still not fast enough. Spyro laughed charging and tackling Cynder. They rolled on the ground until Spyro ended up on top of Cynder. He gazed deeply into her eyes and remembered how she had told him that she loved him and how he still hadnt had the courage to say it back. He knew he loved her with all of his heart but he always became too nervous to say it whenever he tried.
You win Tiger. Cynder cooed kissing Spy
TLoS: A Bright Future Ch. 2Ch. 2: The VisionTLoS: A Bright Future Ch. 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Cynder picked up Spyro in her paws and started to fly.
"Geesh. How much do you weigh, Spyro?" asked Cynder to herself. She was having lots of difficulty carrying him and even more trying to stay in the air. Cynder looked down at his limp body and started to look at his muscles. She started to realize how attracted she was to him. His body looked extremely tense and stiff.
"He isn't looking so good. I need to find some crystals and quick" said Cynder. Cynder started to look around and a thought popped into her head.
'Where are we?' She didn't know the answer and stopped to look around her surroundings. There were some mountains to the West and what appeared to be an ocean to the East. She stopped flying and landed on the ground.
"I can't find anything around here." She looked around and all she saw was a beautiful green field covered with lots of flowers and a
VALENTINE DEATHSIPPING chap 8VALENTINE DEATHSHIPPINGVALENTINE DEATHSIPPING chap 84 years ago in Settings More Like This
Ok here goes I have my cheese and crackers and I am listening to Rick Astley so I hope I am now in the writing zone!
Ryou snuck out of the enclosed garage like space the elevator had opened up to, he was shocked to find himself right near his own apartment he lived just round the corner .had he really been this close to Melvin all these months?
It had been months since the split that is, about a year ago ryou had found some information in the national library about how to separate a yami from its hikari by giving said yami its own living body.
The moment his yami bakura had spotted this in his brain he'd demanded it be carried out it had taken 6 months for the whole ceremony to be done due to the collection of items, most of which ryou's yami self-insisted on stealing.
Ryou still sent donations to the museum every month so as to partially remove his guilt.
Times like this he wished he still had his yami, at least back when they were attached bakur
A Good Night's SleepSummer Forest was ideal for resting. The night air was warm but not sticky, accompanied by a breeze that refreshed but did not chill. Perfect for those who made their bed under the stars, but just as suitable for those who preferred a roof over their heads. The sweeping expanses of stone kept rooms cool and airy and guaranteed a good night's sleep. A sleep that appeared to be impenetrable, as no matter how loudly Hunter shouted at Elora's window she didn't stir.A Good Night's Sleep2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Elora! Hey, Elora! Wake up!” he screamed from the ground below. Her only response was to roll over, moving from comfort to an even deeper comfort. A thin smile stretched across her face as pleasant dreams filled her head. Secluded coastal resorts; the winding backstreets of ancient cities, lost in all of them without a soul in sight. Just her, abandoned in such beautiful places. She sank deeper into the blankets, thoroughly trapped in her dreams and deaf to the louder screams of the cheetah.
The Locked Room CaseYou make your way through a loose crowd of police officers and paramedics milling around the grounds of the villa Espio the Chameleon had given you the address to; the building was a luxurious-looking two-story place with a tan paint job and white window frames to match the double doors standing open. The surrounding area was mostly woods, ending at the cliff of land, where a small, wooden bridge tied the building and its property to the rest of the world.The Locked Room Case6 years ago in Mystery & Suspense More Like This
You approach the open front doors, discovering an easily taller officer standing guard and eyeing you as if you were a possible suspect. Inside the building, a familiar female chameleon appears, waving slightly once she spots you and hurries out to meet you.
When Espio said e was gettin a replacement for this case, I didnt think e was gonna call you. Kaity grinned, Anyway, Espio gave me some stuff for ya. The chameleon hands you a tan leather bag and a badge attached to a chain, &
The Puppet MasterSheltered by a solid tower,The Puppet Master5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Upon a throne of ivory,
Dwelleth he at every hour,
His shadow falleth down to thee.
And his very shadow's crown
thou blindly wanderest along,
until thou seest its piercing end.
Thine eyes thou humbly keepest down,
although the urge is truly strong
thy field of vision to amend.
"Your majesty?" thou callst for him,
as thou drawest nearer to his throne.
The light beginneth just to dim
as earthquake in its dreadful tone,
a roaring sound of rumbling stone,
it covereth thy fearful moan.
Soon thou seest two skillful claws,
which keepeth each a wooden stick
with strings robustly tied around,
to which thine arms and legs are bound.
They languish, tighten, thereby cause
thy rotten limbs to punch and kick.
The King, he wanteth thou to dance,
to the somber war beat of his hands.
Submissively thou wilt obey
in spite of what the future brings.
Thou either beest his molding clay
or hangest by thy puppet strings.
Prelude of LightPrelude of Light4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Uncorrupted rays shone on the pedestal
As it always had when it first was epochal,
There it held the Blade of Evil Bane;
Which at first King of Evil thought it to be legerdemain.
Master Sword only could repel nefarious demons away,
It was working one-way.
Blessed to harm all things sinister.
The pure saber also was key to open Sacred Realm, to the Golden Triforce
Created by three goddesses with their life-source,
Forced to remain in sanctuary.
Inside of Temple of Time, the Chamber of Sages had only shown itself to these few chosen ones,
Ancient cathedral was hidden inside Hyrule Town
Once activated the seal, it became time travel,
To past from future;
To future from past;
Through the flumes, you heard the Prelude of Light playing
It took you back to place where it all started.
Ratchet and Clank - Orphan part 1Ratchet and Clank - Orphan part 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
With short, quick steps, I traveled across the planet Veldin, looking for any kind of life form I could. The place was dying as the water seemed to be vanishing from the lands. It was so dry and hot that any organic life form would feel drained.
"Nothing here." I reported into my headset, soon receiving reply.
"Good work, Clank! We'll be looking through these parts first and then come get you! We, uh, ran into a little trouble." The voice of a man commented nervously. I sighed, shaking my head to him.
"Another reporter wanting to take pictures of your awesomeness, Captain?" I asked, partly in a sarcastic tone and partly in a serious one. It was beyond me how Captain Qwark was so famous with so little. Well, he provided a good home at least with the rest of the crew, Al and Helga. It was quite lively like that.
"No, no, nothing like that! This is an actual emergency!" Captain Qwark said, making me feel a little bit nervous. Perhaps it was actually so this time?
"What is it, Captain? Are
Despair - Voldemort x HarryHarry jumped and sat up in bed, panting softly. He groped for his wand, and once he found it, he waved it once, mouthing 'Lumos' under his breath.Despair - Voldemort x Harry5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The small room lit up slightly, enough to see the dresser, the second bed, and the person inhabiting said bed. Ron was passed out, his arm dangling over the edge of the mattress.
Harry pushed his glasses on his nose and clamped a hand over his scar. It was throbbing dully after that last dream... was he seeing through Voldemort again? Impossible, he had been watching from the sidelines... Perhaps he was looking from the perspective of a Death Eater. No matter, a dream with Voldemort was never good.
Harry slid out of the bed gently, his feet feeling the cool wood planks of the Burrow floors. He slipped out of the room and crept downstairs. He couldn't get back to sleep... not with that kind of dream.
He came into the living room and sank into one of the plush chairs, sighing as he reclined his head back.
What a dream it had been, too. Harry c