triangulo de angeles IItriangulo de angeles II3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
CADENA DE TRES
Naruto © Masashi Kishimoto
II) nadie escapa de su destino
-cuéntame suplico curiosa
-esta bien se daba por vencida, llevaba todo el día pidiéndole que le contara acerca de su primer amor. Y era muy difícil negárselo todo más cuando le echaba en cara su amistad
El recuerdo llego a su cabeza rápidamente, todos los detalles hasta el más mínimo no lo recordó, Como olvidarlo si después de todo el fue mi primera obsesión, mi mejor y confidente amigo, aquél chico serio y frio y sobre todo orgulloso.
Sería ilógico no aprovechar ¡cierto! Pensó traviesa, mientras tomaba la llave que le había quitado por la mañana a su apurada madre, ya tenía experiencia de cómo usarla, hoy le habían explicado precisamente su manejo, se daría el lujo de ir por primera vez al mundo humano, y era algo que le sonaba muy tentador.
Ib the anime 1st chapterIb the Anime~~~1st chapterIb the anime 1st chapter10 months ago in Horror More Like This
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The sky was grey; the clouds above threaten to shed their tears down upon the little city. The weather was cool allowing the little girl in red to see her breath. She looked up at the large building before her and carefully read the letters on the building “Art Gallery.” She spoke softly to herself as her parents found a parking space. She got out of the car and waited as they collected their things. Her eyes scrolled across the neat banner displayed beneath the building’s name. “The works of G….Guertena” she stumbled on the name some but a faint smile crossed her lips. She had been looking forward to coming to this place with her parents all week. She loved art and this was something of a present for her for her birthday. A few people passed her as she waited, for a fleeting moment she caught sight of some of them. One who she thought was a woman with a tattered lo
The List-makerThe List-maker5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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The listmaker is a hack. A hollow shell. Everything I make is trite, and cheap, and a waste. Even the line is borrowed. Lyrical. Angsty.
Try writing- less immanently irrelevant than a visual form. Should I pick up a pen and notebook, touching the grain of the paper with my fingertips? The tactile sensation is luxurious, authentic. It even
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There was a tarnished, golden ring inside, flat as the cracked sidewalk I lived on. I think I stepped on it once, but I still carried it in my bag. I think it belonged to my dad, if I had a dad. At least, I'd like to think it came from my dad, 'cause I don't remember.
There was also this red book with pages torn up 'n' stained so bad you couldn't tell what was on 'em. There's a faded picture of a white rabbit wearin' cloths on the cover of it. I can't read, but I still carried it in my bag. I liked to look at the pictures inside sometimes at night before I went to bed. I dunno why, but I always felt pretty darn happy after seein' some of the pictures of thos
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"Peace will come for all Cybertronians."
As a young mathematician, Megatron lectured at one of Cybertron's most prestigious universities. During the course of his own studies, he had developed a set of equations that could predict social trends in a given society. He was alarmed when these trends pointed to a civil war on Cybertron. His colleagues dismissed his work as the paranoid ranting of a lunatic. He saw them as simply misguided and he retreated underground to prepare for the coming war. When Optimus Prime began his march across Cybertron, Megatron was ready. He had developed the art of transformation, refashioning his own body into one capable of converting to an aerial vehicle of tremendous power. While Optimus spread the gospel of destruction and conquest, Megatron cha
Kingdom Hearts: The Third EpicKingdom Hearts: The Third Epic10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Coming of the Second Evil
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~Radiant Garden was no longer so radiant. Darkness was taking it over, seeping into the planets very being. Steeping hearts with thoughts of the void.
People that were once kind were now becoming tainted with bitterness and hatred. Bright hearts filled with light... now reflected a magnified glimpse of that tiny bit of darkness found in all hearts. Some escaped to worlds unknown before they could feel the change of despair... some did not...
Darkness was stirring in every heart that remained, conquering even the strongest of them.~
There was a faint light glowing on the desk, a tiny flicker of lamplight fighting away the darkness in the room. The only sound echoing in the stillness was that of a pen scratching rapidly across paper, spilling forth research notes; accompanied by the faint sound of breathing, lips silentl
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Demyx froze; his eyes fixed on the handle to his closet, his fingers just barely brushing against the cold surface of the door. It seemed like an eternity before he made any sort of motion after that. He drew back his hand, slowly eyeing the door. I know that sound he barely mouthed the words as his hand withdrew from the door and settled over his chest.
Demyx suddenly twitched, the feeling of free falling suddenly overwhelmed him only to be stopped by his mattress and the feeling of warm covers surrounding him. His eyes shot open as he looked up at his clock on the night stand. It was alive and well, happily ticking away and telling him that it was now about 9am.
He was about to question the powers of the time device when something caught his attention from the corner of his eye. He turned his head locking eyes with a very familiar face that was hovering, no fa
Dyme and the Dozen ch. 7Dyme and the Dozen ch. 76 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The terrible spinning sensation just wouldnt stop its relentless attack on the senses. There was a sickening scent that lingered in the air, bringing back strange and unusual fragments of memories from days so long past that the dreamer began to wonder if it was someone elses thoughts he was now recalling. Times that seemed so distant, when hed been stuck in bed as a little tiny child, not allowed to get up and leave the confines of his blankets for fear that going out into cold air would worsen his illness. Strange, forgotten memories of pains he had to bear. They lingered for just a moment then faded into a misty fog, only to be replaced by horrid nightmares about horrible little creatures and strange plastic objects that resembled bears.
The stale air hanging in the quiet still room made it too suffocating to be in there another moment. Anything would be better than this stifling prison haunted by unorganized memory fragm
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Brilliant beams of artificial sunlight filtered warm rays through the tall crystalline patchwork of glass the window of a somewhat small room filled with foliage and flowers. It was the only room in the castle, no, the only room in this world of darkness that seemed to glow with the brilliance of a normal spring day. The much needed warm sunlight gently reached out to all the plants while also illuminating the hunched over figure of a man kneeling before a small yellow rose bush.
His light cherry colored hair that usually fell free in layers was now pulled back into a loose tie at the base of his neck, freeing him from being hindered by flyaway strands while he worked intently on his small garden. A usual routine that never changed as long as he had been alive; wake up to what should normally be early dawn, shower, then greet his loved ones.
Yet something this day had stopped him from his habitual tending and watering the small lives that d
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The Journey Home: KH Team Departs
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Sora's wounds were treated, with the help of a senzu bean, but despite that, his soul was still filled with a great sorrow. Riku's body was placed in a preservation capsule to prevent deterioration. The capsule itself had a clear top and Sora could gaze at his friend's peaceful face. He only sat there, in the tent where Riku's body was placed. Kairi comforted him as best she could, always gently holding the saddened key bearer in her arms.
"I still can't believe that R
The Ryuugen SlaveThe Ryuugen Slave3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A young boy at the approximate age of ten swore as he clawed at a pair of hands hands that were clasped firmly around his slender neck. "Please!" He begged voice feeble "let go of me!" His voice was pleading; desperate even, for he was short of breath and his vision was growing blurry. He felt tears dripping down his cheeks; his strength lacking with every passing moment. Suddenly though, he fell to the floor air rushing into his lungs as he let out a mighty gasp.
He stared up into his attacker's venomous eyes, his chest heaving and he felt fear course through his veins. He wanted to say something, but he was far too afraid to do so, and besides, whenever he opened is mouth nothing would come out. "What a naughty little boy you are, Xiao Long " the silver-haired child shivered at the sound of the man's sadistic-sounding voice; a voice laced with venom and disdain "You're lucky I didn't decide to punish you any more~ No, you're l
Dyme and the Dozen Ch. 4Please, tell me that this this thing is NOT poisonous and about to kill me Xemnas painfully growled through clenched teeth.Dyme and the Dozen Ch. 47 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Of course its not going to kill you, heh heh. Vexen chuckled nervously before turning and whispering to Zexion, Its going to put him into a temporary death like coma and then hell wake up with a horrendous hangover and memory loss and proceed to vomit his insides out for the next week.
It was a strange sort of dream that simply faded into burning... stinging white
It felt like nothingness; the body suspended in time and space. No feeling against the skin or sensations that would tell a human being, even a Nobody for that matter, that they were still among the living.
Consciousness seemed to still be there, self-awareness in an endless field of blank white. He wondered if he WAS still alive, inwardly outwardly?
Had he just voiced this concern to the whit
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Even though darkness reigned the World that Never Was, there still seemed to be a strange sort of shift in the temperature that normally shouldnt be possible in a sunless world. The only conclusion could be that Kingdom Hearts acted as both sun and moon, seasonal warmth during daylight hours and the chill of nighttime when the shadows grew powerful and swallowed all. It never got hot, just comfortable warmth; it never got cold, just comfortably brisk. Often times a Nobody would be perfectly content to crack open a window andleave it that way long into the night.
Zexion was no exception to this little observati
The Third Epic: Chapter 4The Third Epic: Chapter 410 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Knowledge of a Foe
The party now departed, going to their separate destinations. Sneer, Lu Xun, and Goten bid their farewell and departed back to Oceansburg, the capital city of the Universal Alliance. Mickey, Donald, and Goofy went off to have their gummy ship repaired and resupplied.
"It would only take about fifteen minutes." Mickey implied before he left. Thus, Riku and Sora were left to wait. The two stood by the gates, awaiting their comrades to retrieve them. Sora leaned against the wall.
"Once again, we go on another quest to find our dearest friend." he uttered.
"Damn that Arakis!" said Riku. "It's because of him and his scummy organization that Kairi was taken from us. He'll pay dearly for what he's done."
"Perhaps it is because of your own failure that your friend was taken from you." a voice suddenly rang out.
"Who's there?" asked Sora. Then, from out of the shadows, appeared a very familiar individual.
"Lord Thundro." said Riku. "What are you doing here?"
"You decided to l
Second Arch: Chapter 4Second Arch: Chapter 410 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The entire region near Halloween Town was leveled and destroyed. Halloween Town itself was spared however, but the land south of the town was demolished. Clouds of dust and smoke lingered with the mist. From the ashes, Mickey and Donald emerged coughing and choking. They looked around as they stood to find that they had landed back in Guillotine Square.
"We appear to be back in Halloween Town." uttered Mickey.
"That explosion certainly was massive if it had enough power to blow us all the way back to Halloween Town." Donald replied.
"I hope everyone else is alright."-
At the same time, Riku and the others emerged from the ashes. Riku coughed as he staggered to his feet. He looked around at the devastation. Nothing stood around them and the clouds of dust were thick as cotton, obstructing further vision. But from what Riku could gaze at, there was nothing. No structure or tree remained standing. Every tall object had been felled.
"Man." Riku uttered. "I never would have thoug
Persona 4 Female WG FicNaoto Shirogane quickly glanced around the electronic store as she approached the large big-screen television. Shuffling close behind her were her teammates Chie Satonaka, Yukiko Amagi and Rise Kujikawa. Slowly, she reached out her hand. Her skinny fingers dipped into the television's glass screen, sending ripples flowing across the surface as if it were made of water. Yukiko was looking rather uneasy about this, while Rise and Chie appeared to be growing impatient with the blue-haired detective. No one was even looking in their direction, and yet Naoto was still taking her damn sweet time. Unlike many trips here before, their beloved team leader Souji Seta was nowhere to be seen. Yosuke and Kanji were strangely absent from the picture, as well.Persona 4 Female WG Fic6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Ohh...are you sure it's alright for us to be going on a training mission without the guys like this?" Yukiko whispered, gently tugging at the hem of her school uniform.
Chie rolled her eyes. "C'mon, Yukiko, there's nothing to worry about! I me
10 ways to annoy Ashley GrahamTen ways to annoy Ashley Graham10 ways to annoy Ashley Graham5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
1. Kill her.
2. Comment on her 'ballistics'.
3. If she asks about you and her doing some 'overtime', say 'I don't really think it would work out, I mean I'm a secret government agent, and you're a . . . whore.
4. Throw her in a dumpster
5. Bash her head in with a pitchfork.
6. Next time you save her from a trap, say 'You need to be more careful, you were almost a Graham cracker sandwich!'.
7. Ask her why she isn't back at the tree house making cookies with the other elves.
8. Next time she screams 'Leooon, Heeeeeeeeellllllllpp!' scream back 'Ashleeeeeey, Shuuuuuuuuuttt Uuuuuuuuuupppppp'.
9. Whack her in the head with something heavy and say 'Now you know what your voice does ro my brain'.
10.Tell her that if she, Leon, and Luis hooked up, they'd be a s'more.
30 ways to bother Tobi1. Threaten to tell Deidara that he said Deidara's art sucks.30 ways to bother Tobi7 years ago in Humor More Like This
2. Threaten to not give him candy
3. Take away his plushies
4. Tell him Deidara hates him
5. Tell him he's worthless
6. Try to take his mask
7. Ask him if Zetsu ever tried to eat him (he used to be Zetsu's subordinate)
8. Tell him he's a klutz
9. Ask him if he's really as stupid as he seems
10. Insinuate that he's is actually Obito and thus, was crushed by a rock
11. Tell him that Itachi wants Uchihacest
12. Put sand in his bed
13. Draw a smiley face on his mask
14. Put scorpions in his cloak.
15. Tell him that his Sharingan isn't that powerful
16. Ask him if he ever wanted to 'do' anything with 'sempai'
17. Tickle him incessantly
18. Force him to watch a dubbed version of Mermaid Melodies (Nobody can stand that! >D)
19. Proceed with then putting on Bo-Bo-Bo
20. Tell him he's not really evil
21. Insinuate that his evil-ness was caused by gas
22. Give him one of those dog collars that shock them when the dog barks
TDF WeaponsTDF Weapons2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
TDF weapons database
Main Turret Artillery
Tachyon Artillery: Tachyons are slowed down below light speed by a gravitation trap with rotating polarization (changing direction), that is the reason why the tachyon gun is U- shaped, and fires two pulses per shot. The tachyons want to get back over light speed, and accelerate after leaving the gun, when they hit matter they lose their strange energy and transform the matter into antimatter, and break through the lightbarrier. The destructive effect is because of this caused by the antimatter, so the usage of tachyon guns in atmosphere is limited to zero, also in space the range is limited due to the exhaust of ships engines and interstellar gas, this causes the red color of the pulses.
Effective range: mostly used in mid distance combat (100 000km), maximal effective shot was one Ls (lightsecond = 300 000km), but had limited effectivity, due to the high loss of tachyons
muzzlespeed = 0.5 c up to0.75 c
mostly used in destructiv
Halo Reach: Death of JorgeHalo ReachHalo Reach: Death of Jorge4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Death of Jorge
I stood motionless.
The barrel of my MA37 smoked, leaving tendrils of fading wisps in the air.
And I stood, barely making a sound.
Ever since the last of the Covenant forces in the hangar bay of the Covenant Corvette, The Ardent Prayer, everything's gone too quiet.
I barely made any sound, barely made any movement...
Nor I barely breathed...
I both watched my motion-tracker and the shadows of each and every corner that filled this hangar bay.
And I could feel the sweat crawling down my brow, and each and every part of my body has gone intense.
Because there is this one thing that always clicked in my mind:
I have a bad feeling about this.
But to my relief and surprise, I can hear my COM emitting some static before Jorge's voice ringed out, "Six, meet me back at the Pelican."
It was my only response.
I made one last sweep across the area and checking the motion-tracker before I can confirm myself that its all clear.
With that out of the way, I made my w
Dyme and the Dozen -PitA 2-Dyme and the Dozen -PitA 2-7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Pale silver moon light played off the white corridors; its gentle touch seemed to reach into the veiled corners of every darkened room, illuminating the secrets that would normally be lost to all in the night. Dark secrets brought on by dark dreams, things that shouldnt exist in a world that shouldnt have ever existed.
This night was like most nights in the World that Never Was, Quiet and eerily peaceful. Yet despite the peace that seemed to fill the corridors bringing unknown dreams to the inhabitants of the castle, there was still something not quite right. Something dreadfully cold and ominous was hanging in the air, a threat that was lying in wait in the darkest part of the castle. Hidden and forgotten by nearly all but one
Covers rustled, a faint moan escaped from underneath the light blue comforter that was snuggly entwined around some mysterious form. Without warning the cover rip
Pain in the Axel Ch.9The Melodious Nocturne jumped; his mind ripped from pondering the white substance on his coat and gloves and placed back on what was more important. He knew the reason behind the blood-curdling scream that had just torn asunder what little peace had been left hanging in the air. But this outburst was so unlike the usually quiet and calm Cloaked Schemer; Demyx couldn't help but wonder if Zexion would come out of this all right. He slowly tip toed up to the bathroom door, fidgeting a little before he gently tapped on the cold white surface of the entry.Pain in the Axel Ch.98 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Leave me alone…" the voice inside was quiet, but laced with a tremor of annoyance.
Demyx flinched at the sound of the other's voice, yet continued to tap on the door lightly "Zezzy, are you ok?" he whispered again ignoring the warning. Inwardly he was not even sure he wanted to know the answer to that question, especially after all the things he'd seen this morning. But he didn't want to leave Ze
Ridiculous Character Template- The Basics -Ridiculous Character Template6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
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