Torturing The Simpsons*Homer, Marge, Bart, and Lisa all awake to find themselves in there own cells. Its a dark room with the only lights above each one of there cells.Torturing The Simpsons5 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Homer- (nervously) Where are we?
Bart- Where ever it is, its better than our house.
Homer- Why you little...(Homer tries reaching over to Bart)
Bart- ha ha
*A Shadow figure with a deep voice reveals himself. He is sitting in a chair by a machine with lots of buttons.
Shadow- Good evening Simpson family. I bet your all wondering why your here.
Homer- (Sarcastically) No why would we want to know that?
*Shadow pushes a button and it shocks Homer.
Shadow- You are here because you are the worse family that anyone has come across.
Homer- (Sarcastically) Really, I thought we were the Brady bunch.
*Shadow again pushes a button that shocks Homer.
Shadow- Any hoo, I'm here to personally torture each and every one of you. Starting with you Homer.
*Homer looks scared
Shadow- You a dumb fat idiot
Homer- oh....I shouldn't of put that in my facebook bio.
The Simpsons: DeconstructionThe Simpsons: Deconstruction1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
As is usual for an episode of The Simpsons, our story begins in Springfield.
Bart Simpson wrote on the chalkboard "I will do something meaningful instead of writing a fic that celebrates an immortal show." As soon as the bell rang, he went out on his skateboard.
He bounced atop a pile of leaves Groundskeeper Willie was raking on his way, revealing Barney Gumble to be buried beneath the leaves.
We cut to the Springfield Nuclear Power Plant, where Homer once again leaves with a carbon rod under his shirt.
Lisa Simpson is yet again kicked out of music class by Mr. Largo for deviating from the song the class was supposed to play. As usual, she blissfully walked down the halls while still playing her saxophone.
Marge drives home with Maggie playing with a toy steering wheel. Both of them honk their horns, which wakes up Grampa, who was also in the car.
Eventually, the entire family made it home.
Everyone sat on the couch and sighed, as if they had been doing hard grueling work this past 27
RS Esp-. :.: Man Down :.:RS Esp-. :.: Man Down :.:3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Es una noche lluviosa, pero me da igual, no saldré de aquí en mucho tiempo.
No puedo ni imaginar lo que mis amigos, mi novia y mi familia puedan pensar de mí, no tuve ni tiempo de explicar nada, todo fue tan rápido. Lo recuerdo como si hubiera sido ayer, bueno de hecho fue hace una semana.
Mis amigos y yo decidimos salir juntos a cenar y a pasear parecía que sería un gran fin de semana pero no contaba con lo que iba a pasar.
-“Vamos Mordecai sube al auto” me grito Rigby desde la camioneta de Skips.
-“¡Espérame!” Le dije, pues todavía tenía que agarrar algo de dinero y no sé porque pero cuando salgo me gusta cargar una pistola, no se sabe si la necesitare. La estaba buscando, tenía miedo de que alguien supiera que tenía una pistola como pertenencia, la única persona que sabía era Margaret, y solo lo supo porque me sorprendió en una de nuestras cita
Heroes AND Villains Nobler Than Bart SimpsonBart Simpson is one of the worst fictional characters ever created in the history of mankind. He has no morals or ethical constraints whatsoever. Loyalty is a foreign concept to Bart because he is incapable of showing any towards any person or cause. Bart causes mayhem and destruction just for the sake of causing mayhem and destruction, and he does so without hesitation, restraint, mercy or guilt. Sure, you may be able to name a few nice things Bart Simpson has done, but those nice things are superficial, and when you combine them with all the terrible, rotten, evil things he has done, trying to find the nice things is like trying to find a sparkling necklace in a lake of pure oil 100 feet deep with the surface area as big as the state of Texas. And worst of all-Bart Simpson is a character that we're supposed to like. If you've recently turned against because you have recently read an articleHeroes AND Villains Nobler Than Bart Simpson2 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Twilight Parody by a Cool Guy.edwart: i want to twigh your light so hard im a monster except im beautiful i will prey on you nowTwilight Parody by a Cool Guy.4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
bellah: no stop but dont ever stop but just stop stop ugh stop stopping you glittery twat
edwart: im so bad for you bellah
bellah: like a drug? like cigs or something? idk lol
edwart: oh my FUCK youre so stupid bellah
edwart: i love you too
Cambio de roles, parte 4Cambio de roles, parte 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
-¡YA ERA HORA QUE APARECIERAN, PAR DE HOLGAZANES, MEJOR SERA QUE ME DEN UNA BUENA EXPLICACIÓN O ESTARAN DESPEDIDOS!- grito Benson todo rojo y molesto
- ¿Qué paso yo que hice?- pregunto Mordecai asustado
-¡Benson! Ya te dije que esos no son Mordecai y Rigby que conocemos- dijo Skips
-Disculpen, es la costumbre
-Te pareces mucho al Benson que conocemos- le dije
Después de la confusión, Mordecai y Rigby comenzaron a comentar todos los acontecimientos que le habían ocurrido, nada fuera de lo común en sus vidas, todo se resumía a su vida diaria en la cafetería, cosa que dejo confundido a Skips y Benson, porque ellos decían que Eileen y yo éramos las que trabajábamos en la cafetería, no llegábamos a nada.
-Esto es muy confuso, parece como si se hubieran cambiado los roles, todo lo que me dicen Eileen y tu lo han hecho Mordecai y Rigby, y todo lo que me han contado de la cafetería en realidad te ocurre a ti y
Mordecai Y su familia.Mordecai Y su familia.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mordecai y el día de traer las familias al parque
Era el día de traer la familia al parque, todos esperaban con ansias a sus familias, Rigby esperaba a Don su hermano, Papaleta a su padre Maellard, Benson a su hermana y padre, Skips estaba de vacaciones (Porque? no se XD)y Musculoso y Fantasmano, en la casa de su NO antes mencionada madre de Musculoso (MAS MENTIRA NO HAY XD). Pero algo estaba mal, ¿dónde estaría Mordecai?.
Si usted es muy sensible a lo triste, es mejor que no sigua leyendo, si no es así, !A LLORAR SE HA DICHO! :iconcryforeverplz: . También quiero decir que esto no es Morby, Mordaret, Mordeson, Rigleen y demás romances . Es, solo un Fan-fic triste y creería que corto, además me gustaría que critiquen ya que es mi primer Fan-fic :iconlaplz: Estoy ta emocionada . Espero que les guste .
Luego de que todas las familias llegaron a las casa en medio del parque, Rigby se dio cuenta muc
Regular Depression ch 1Regular Depression ch 14 years ago in Settings More Like This
There was a knock at the door at an apartment, where a depressed man lies. He was lying down in his bed, not moving an inch, but wasn't asleep though. It was raining outside. The Apartment was filled with silence. He could hear the rain tapping up against the window shield. It was also cold inside the apartment. The man shivered, also chattered his teeth. He tucked himself under the covers to prevent himself from getting cold, since he didn't even bother to turn on the thermostat.
Another knock was at the door, this time the male stood up in his bed and they got out of it. He stands up very slowly and started walking towards his door of the apartment, about to answer it. While he walked, he past a lot of things and some trash that was in the floor, kicking or dragging it across the floor with his feet, without a care. Some beer cans where on the floor too, also TV dinner boxes, some clothes, and some half used cigarettes. All was kicked,
You, me and my Baby Fanfic CH1You, me and my Baby Fanfic CH13 years ago in Drama More Like This
The sunlight was balancing off the yellow paint of the school wall and was reflecting back into the atmosphere. The grass had that small flacks of water on them and dripped off as the blade of grass could not hold it no longer. A gentle breeze was slowly flowing, just enough to move the crisp brown autem leaves along the sidewalk. The wind picked up now and then and moved everything slightly. The wind was able to move a small soccer ball that had rolled away from its owner in a constant circle. It rolled back to its owner and tilted onto his leg. The owner was a young boy, Preston, he was actually a young snow globe, to be precise. A thin tear rolled down his cheek, onto his dusted, tattered soccer uniform. He made a small sniffle and rubbed his eye with is bruised arm. He was constantly looking down at the floor and slowly swinging his
Arnold Loves Helga 1"If only for one brief, mad moment it were true... Call me mad, but I dare. I dare!" Helga produced a piece of chalk in her hand, holding it up dramatically as she continued with her I love Arnold monologue soliloquy that she never failed to recite every day. "With this chalk and no witnesses in sight, I will write the words upon this wall which bear my soul, expressing all, I hope, I dream, I pine and I pray, with true, forever and a day."Arnold Loves Helga 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She grinned brightly, and turned to the wall fully, beginning to write the name of the eternal holder of her heart, the name to which she dare not speak, in beautiful cursive with the chalk...
"Arnold..." She narrated upon writing the most beautiful name ever to be heard upon her ears.
She lowered the chalk on the wall slightly, and began writing the next word, a very powerful word that she knew all too well, in her daring quest...
She lowered it one last time, and wrote out
Jessica's NightJessica's NightJessica's Night4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Author's note: This story is something I did I did one night. It's kind of like Romeo and Juliet although only Bart gets the pain in the end! This is also rated PG 13, as it contains small sex references.
Bart had missed the bus once again. He slowly dragged his feet along the sidewalk, with his heavy bag over his shoulder. It was all Nelson's fault that he missed the bus. Nelson had shoved him into his locker during lunch, and he just escaped just as the bus took off.
Bart still continued to walk down the street. He was nearly at home, but he soon came to Jessica Lovejoy's house. Jessica was out the front kicking a ball, and it hit Bart right in the face.
"Ow!" Yelled Bart. The ball bounced onto the ground, and rolled back to Jessica.
"Oh, Bart!" Jessica smiled, "What brings you here?"
"I'm just walking home, because NELSON made me miss the bus."
Jessica walked over to Bart, and held his hand.
"Would it be okay if you came inside? My parents aren't home, and..."
Arnold's LamentIt was October 7th, a very special day. Why was it special? It was only a simple day in October. Someone's birthday, probably. Then again, plenty of people had their birthday on this day. Everyday was someone's birthday, whether you knew the person or not. Today was of course no exception. But that wasn't the point, not at all.Arnold's Lament4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Today was Arnold's birthday. The birthday of her beloved. His 9th birthday, to be exact.
Helga smiled to herself as she tied the bow on the gift she had for him. It had become a little tradition for her, ever since she knew when his birthday was (thanks to their Urban Tots teacher, Mrs. Smith), and had never forgotten it to this very day. Ever since then, she would leave a gift on his doorstep with a little card that proclaimed a sweet and simple message, always signed anonymously. Whether or not he knew she gave them to him was beyond her, but she hoped he didn't know.
Her gift for him this year was simple, but she hoped he'd like it. It was a small set of a se
-ma vie, the ruse: part 2--ma vie, the ruse: part 2-4 years ago in Humor More Like This
* * *
Cecil Terwilliger, formerly of cell block 4, Springfield Penitentiary, was pleased to say he was not insane,
thank you very much. His life was (most of the time) perfectly normal. He had never tried to run for mayor on a
corrupted agenda. He had never married someone just to murder them, and he had never held the city ransom
with a nuclear weapon. No sir! Cecil was just about the nicest, most pleasant guy you'd ever want to meet.
It was his brother that was weird.
The red-haired Terwilliger sibling stooped down at their front door and retrieved the envelopes. As he
shuffled through the mail, he predicted that within them were bills, begs for subscriptions to trivial publications
about theories about a musician's surgically-enhanced nose, which rat-faced boy-band dropout would become the
next bubblegum pop sensation, or who Selma Bouvier was dating this week. His expressive onyx eyes blinked in
Unknown PT 2Unknown PT 25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Beep! Beep! Beep!" The alarm clock rang shrilly in the early morning air. An unruly groan left the mouth of the occupant of the room who tried to cover his head and bury deeper into his blankets. But as the beeping continued, the young man sat up in his bed.
"Shit!" he cursed. "I can't be late on my first day!" Bart scrambled to get out of bed, tripping over his blanket that had fallen to the floor in his sleep. He stumbled into the bathroom as he shed his night cloths off, jumping quickly into the shower stall.
After a quick breakfast, Bart grabbed his jacket, slipped into his shoes and left the apartment, triple checking that his door was locked. He walked the distance to the location of his job, and using the key his manager had given him opened up the back door of the small bakery.
When he had gone in for his interview, he had met the manager, the two bakers, and the cashier who he was to replace. The ma
-ma vie, the ruse: part 4--ma vie, the ruse: part 4-4 years ago in Humor More Like This
* * *
"Gck... l-let... go of me!"
Bob looked around, then tauntingly said:
"Oh, I don't see anyone else who'd want me to do that..."
The cold, sharp silver started to press into the thin skin on Bart's throat. Now helpless, Bart Simpson closed his
eyes and waited for the inevitable...
Just then, Bart wondered why things still looked so bright even when his eyes were shut tight. Upon opening
them, a car's bright headlights almost blinded him. Huh? he thought. "What the..."
"Police!" Chief Wiggum called out. "Hey, is everything all right out there?"
Chief Wiggum! Bart thought. The fear left his face, and immediately after that, a sadistic smile grew upon it.
He coolly answered Bob's earlier question: "I dunno, that cop over there might have something to say about it."
Bob's heart raced. Caught.
Wiggum shined a flashlight on Bob
-ma vie, the ruse: part 3--ma vie, the ruse: part 3-4 years ago in Humor More Like This
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"So you're back," Cecil welcomed Robert home. "So proud of you, big brother."
"And you may imagine the..." -- Bob shuddered lightly -- "...'warm, fuzzy feeling' I got hearing you say that." His
voice was icy with sarcasm, as usual, but more tired than always. "How sweet. Think I need a root canal."
Cecil just stared at him with an air of boredom. "Ah, hush up." He then looked away from Bob, and cocked his head
to one side.
"I see you've brought company..."
"What...?" The expression on Bob's face turned to one of puzzlement, then to concern, and once he looked behind
him, to annoyance; for Katherine stood there casually.
"Ta-dah." she simply stated.
"You followed me?!" Bob inquired rather loudly, his hands almost automatically landing on his hips in annoyance.
It was throughout that evening that Bob an
One QuestionOne Question6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
At the soft sounds of Helga prepping for the day, Arnold opened his eyes and yawned a bit, sitting up in bed. He stretched his arms and rubbed the sleep from his eyelids. Looking at the time, he grinned a little at seeing that he beat his alarm by about fifteen minutes.
"Well, good morning, football head."
Arnold turned his gaze to the source of the voice, and smiled upon seeing his longtime girlfriend in front of the full-length mirror, still in her nightgown, and brushing her hair. He slowly got out of bed and walked over to her, bringing his arms around her from behind.
"Good morning to you too, hammerhead." Arnold teased playfully, using the silly nickname he'd come up for her when they were kids, because of how her omnipresent pigtails almost looked like the sides of a hammerhead shark, without the complete shape or the eyes at the ends, of course. Sure, she rarely wore her hair in pigtails anymore, but it was still funny to use.
Helga stuck her tongue out at his reflection and th
I Will Be Your Guardian(Prologue)I Will Be Your Guardian(Prologue)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Prologue-I Will be Your Guardian.
Somewhere at America,at night,after Boogeyman's was defeated.
Jamie was staring at the window. He was staring to the beautiful night. The stars were shining so brightly. He smiled and at the same time,he felt sad. After Boogeyman was defeated during he wanted to spread the nightmare through the whole world,the children returned happy and started to believing the Santa Claus,Tooth Fairy,Easter Bunny,Sandman,and Jack Frost.
As the children happy with the event,only Jamie not happy. He felt sad very much. He such an missing someone. Someone that just inserted the happiness in himself.
"Jack Frost..."A boy around 8 years old mumbled Jack Frost's name. He's Jamie,who really missed him.
The war between Pitch(Boogeyman) and the guardian who were Santa Claus,Tooth Fairy,Sandman,Easter Bunny and Jack Frost were becoming extremely toughed and intensed. The shadow were flew like a huge tsunami.
"Hahaha....You will see,childrens...your nightmare have
DP: M. of the Spirit Gems ProlDP: M. of the Spirit Gems Prol6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Morning was just dawning over the city of Houston, USA, but the people working at NASA's Johnson Space Center had been up hours before the sun. Astronauts, doctors of science and military soldiers walked the grounds, getting ready for the return of another shuttle, even though the shuttle was returning in Florida, thousands of miles away.
It was no different in the laboratory of British-American space researcher, Dr. Michael Johnson. He loved the feeling of getting up early in the morning and working on samples brought back from the moon and other areas in space by the space rovers and astronauts. Everything from the unknown fascinated him. Deciphering riddles and puzzles were some of his favourite hobbies.
And thanks to a certain Space Cadet-turned astronaut who had entered the space program several years earlier, Johnson was also fascinated by the theory of ghosts existing.
Michael Johnson was one of the Space Center's most respected scientists; even the students who enrolled every t
Arnold's Leg 1How did this happen? It all started on a very ordinary day...Arnold's Leg 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"All right then, football head! All yours." Helga said in pleasant way as she moved aside from the water fountain.
"Thanks Helga." Arnold then gave her a knowing look before he bent down to take a drink. He knew Helga was going to splash it in his face.
But she didn't. Instead, she stood by and watched him with an adoring smile when he wasn't looking. When he turned to her, she immediately looked away. He looked at her for a moment, as if studying her, wondering what she was thinking about.
"What, you going to just stand there all day? Move it, football head!" Helga then said, shoving him ahead.
But she didn't see that the janitor had accidentally knocked over a bucket of soapy water, which had stopped at Arnold's feet. So when she pushed him, he ended up sliding backwards across the floor.
"WHOA!!" He cried, trying to grab onto something to steady himself.
"ARNOLD!!" Helga screamed in terror, forgetting all about hiding her
A Halloween PoemAmidst autumn's dusty glooms,A Halloween Poem5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Witches ride upon their brooms.
Werewolves howl into the night.
Vampires look for necks to bite.
Doors creaking, children sneaking,
Into an old house, peeking,
Looking for forsaken ghosts,
Each one is the braver boasts.
One small noise evokes a yelp,
The children flee crying "Help!"
All that's left inside the house,
Nothing but a lonely mouse.
Bass UMVC3 MovesetBass UMVC3 Moveset4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Ultimate Marvel vs. Capcom 3 Moveset:
Game Series: MegaMan
First Appearance: MegaMan 7 (1994)
Health: 850,000 HP Points
Voice Actor: David Vincent
Power Ranking (Out of 7)
Energy Projection: 7
Fighting Ability: 5
Created by Dr. Wily, Bass is a robot that was designed for the sole purpose of fighting and destroying MegaMan. He's almost always accompanied by his companion Treble, and possesses abilities much more advanced than that of MegaMan, yet no matter how much he fights MegaMan, he can never seem to win, even though he clearly has the power advantage.
Assist Alpha: Bass Buster (Shot, Front)
Assist HC: Hyper Buster
Assist Beta: Bass Buster (Anti-Air) (Shot, Tilt Up)
Assist HC: Hyper Buster
Assist Gamma: Dust Crusher (Extra. Instant)
Assist HC: Hyper Buster
Bass will teleport down from the top of the screen, appearing and hovering in the air slightly in a purple aura of power. His
A Brilliant MistakeNumbuh Four of Sector V, Wallabee Beatles, watched, face twisted in anguish, as Numbuh one said his goodbyes, tears shining on his shades, the video transmission to the GKND ended, the Brit vanished, and Kuki Sanban bolted from the room, sobbing.A Brilliant Mistake7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The sound made Wallys heart ache, and made him want to stop anything from hurting Kuki again. But that wasnt the only thing that made him so sad
Kuki was crying over Numbuh One, Nigel Uno, the Greatest-Kids-Next-Door-Operative and not over him. Regardless of the fact that he didnt want Kuki to cry over anything, and that he loved Numbuh One like a brother, Wally was jealous. The fact that Kuki was crying over Numbuh One confirmed one thing in his mind: Kuki was in love with Numbuh One.
With anybody else, this kind of news would have not bothered him, but the fact remained that he had loved Kuki for as long as he could remember, and now seeing that she did not love him in return broke his heart.
Sam and Danny in the FutureDanny was coming home tonight. Sam had really important news for him. She had cooked dinner and was waiting for him to walk through the door and sweep her into his arms. She was so excited. Then somebody called. It was the NASA space station Danny worked at.Sam and Danny in the Future7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Mrs. Fenton?" asked the voice.
"Yes?" she answered.
"We're very sorry to tell you this, but your husband's craft crashed into an asteroid and was destroyed from impact." All Sam could do was gasp.
"W-w-ere t-t-here any survivors?" she stuttered, choking up.
"No bodies were found. We assume that they were destroyed with the ship." Sam was silent.
"Mrs. Fenton? Are you all right?" asked the voice.
"Y-yes I'm fine. Thank you for telling me." She hung up and then fell to the floor and cried. Now Danny would never know about his baby. She called the Fentons (his parents) and told them the news. She heard crying and she knew Jazz and Maddie had heard. She called Tucker and told him. She called her parents and they asked if she wanted to