The Simpsons: 10 Years Later - A Bob Con Chapter 1The Simpsons: 10 Years Later - A Bob Con Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Robert Terwilliger, otherwise known as Sideshow Bob had a frown on his face as he looked up at the banner on the outside of a building that said "Springfield Gamers, Video Game Convention" on it. He sighed as he looked down. "Why did I let myself get talked into this?" he asked in a thinking out-loud way.
"Because if you said no, your only son would throw a fit." came the voice of his younger brother Cecil who was standing beside him. The two had been dragged here by their sons Gino and William who as it turned out were really into video games which the two boys played quite a lot much to their fathers dismay.
"I am never going to understand these things or our sons weird obsession with them, for that matter." Bob stated to his brother as he crossed his arms. "I doubt any parent really does." Cecil added before he started to head inside the building, with Bob following him in.
Inside there was many tables set up and areas with stands that had people on them, talking. "Egad, how do they
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 Simpsons4 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.
UnknownUnknown4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Just for a note. I have no idea where this is going.
A soft groan. The rustle of a heavy blanket falling gracelessly to the floor. Another annoyed groan.
Although the blinds had been pulled down the night before, the brightly shining morning sun still filled the small room with any gap hat it could get though.
Blond spikes stood out sharply from the blood red sheets on the bed as the occupant rolled over onto his back to face the ceiling. He turned his head to the left for a moment to look at the alarm clock on the night stand. With an irritated sign, he pushes himself up onto his elbows, looking around him. Chaos. Complete, unruly Chaos. Boxes everywhere, who knew where anything was.
But this was his new life. No parents. No sisters. No support. And for once No Killer knowing where he was. Bart sat up and moved to get out of his bed, He hadn't realized how much there was to pulling one together until he actually had did it on his own. &
Unknown PT 2Unknown PT 24 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
A Simpsons' Christmas (prologue)A Simpsons' ChristmasA Simpsons' Christmas (prologue)3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Marge: Homie, can you go down with the kids to buy a Christmas tree? I have to do the Christmas shopping. (Christmas the year before had been not much short of a failure due to the fact that Homer forgot to do the Christmas shopping)
Homer: Do I HAVE to??? *Homer moaned*
Marge: It's Christmas tomorrow, and I don't want this family to have another 'crisis'. *Marge glanced sternly at Homer*
Lisa: Can we Dad?
Bart: Yeah, c'mon Homer!
Homer: But I wanna watch the game!
Marge: Homie, please? *Marge waited for Homer's response*
Bart: Nevermind Mom. Just let the fatso watch his gam-
Homer: WHY YOU LITTLE! *Homer strangled Bart*
Bart: ACK!! URRK! GACK!!!
Marge: HOMER! You're going to get that tree and no more television for the rest of the day!!!
Lisa: Thanks Mom.
Bart: Come on big boy! *Bart laughed at Homer*
Homer: Watch it, boy! *Homer opened the front door and walked outside*
Lisa: Can I pick which tree we get, Dad?
Bart: NO! Mom
RS Esp-. :.: Man Down :.:RS Esp-. :.: Man Down :.:2 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
A Simpsons' Christmas (chapter 2)A Simpsons' ChristmasA Simpsons' Christmas (chapter 2)3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Bart: I'm okay!
Homer: No! I'm not ok! *Homer sobbed*
Lisa: What is it, Dad!?!
Homer: I'll never get the lifetime supply of bottled water!!!!
Lisa: Ok, at least we're all ok
Homer: I didn't hear the address I was supposed to send my details to! Why is life so cruel! *Homer wailed loudly*
Bart: We're never gonna get the stupid tree!
Seymour: Good Lord! Is everyone ok?! *Seymour leaped out of his car to aid the Simpsons* (Seymour had been driving past when Homer crashed. Seymour had been out doing errands for Agnes)
Bart: Could it get any worse?
Lisa: Yes, Principal Skinner. Everyone is fine.
Seymour: Let me at least give you a ride home.
Lisa: We weren't going home, we were going to get a Christmas tree. I guess we'll have to walk there now.
Homer: Walk!?! *Homer and Bart groaned*
Seymour: I'm on my way to buy a Christmas tree for Mother. Want to come along?
Lisa: Thank you for the kind offer but we coul-
A Simpsons' Christmas (chapter 1)A Simpsons' ChristmasA Simpsons' Christmas (chapter 1)3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Homer: Everyone ready? *Homer stopped singing*
Lisa: Yes, Dad! *Lisa looked at Bart as if to say, 'You better say yes!'*
Homer: OK then! Off we go! WOOHOO!!!
Bart: I thought you didn't want to come!
Homer: That's in the past, boy! Just like "The Ghost of Christmas Future"!
Lisa: Dad, don't you mean "Past"?
Homer: Past what?
Lisa: The Ghos- Oh never mind! Can we go now!
Homer: Go where?
Lisa: Urgh! To get the Christmas tree!!!
Homer: Oh right! *Homer laughed*
Homer: Why Won't You Work *Homer tried to start the car*
Homer: COME ON! *Homer banged his fist against the steering wheel*
Homer: If this is another one of your pran- *Homer's car started*
Bart: I didn't do nothin'! *Bart grinned a big cheesy grin at Homer*
Homer: Let's see what's on. *Homer switched on the radio*
KBBL: 102.5 FM, KBBL here, making your day average. First up is a once in a lifetime opportunity to win a lifetime s
Memoirs of Harleen Quinzel, MDMemoirs of Harleen Quinzel, MDMemoirs of Harleen Quinzel, MD1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
People often say madness and genius are just microns apart. For most people, what's I've done will seem the epitome of insanity.
Then again, what sane person would believe that I, a blond chick with blue eyes, could ever be valedictorian and captain of the cheerleaders? Well, the cheerleader part they'd believe, but valedictorian? They would scoff outright and say I probably slept with the principal.
Ha! I say, please, Mr. Edwards may be kind and sweet, but he is so old and so married and so not my type!
Whether I'm looked down by the lowly thug, or even the B-man himself, I don't care. I blaze my own trail.
As a native Gotham-ite, I've heard all sorts of stories about Arkham Asylum. There are tales, like the tragic fate of the founder who ended up a patient if his own institution. Those stories were all meant to scare the kids and deter them from setting foot on the island. As for me, they just increased my curiosity. It was inevitable that I chose to ma
The Time He Was Found WorthyThe Time He Was Found Worthy1 year ago in Drama More Like This
The Time He Was Found Worthy
Summary: When Thor falls in battle, Loki reveals his true self. One-shot. Not related to Thor: The Dark World.
Inspired by: “The Time He Was Found Worthy” by NautilusL2 http://nautilusl2.deviantart.com/art/The-Time-He-Was-Found-Worthy-317383059. A big thank you to NautilusL2 for letting me use the artwork and writing this story.
Once again, Loki was in the floating fortress so the Avengers could go off to fight Doctor Doom’s inventions. He was considering if he should change Director Fury’s eye patch with a pink one in honor of Breast Cancer Awareness month (as Darcy Lewis had informed him at the beginning of October). Then again, he had changed it to a Jolly Rodgers eye patch in honor of Talk Like A Pirate Day, so it might have been repetitive. Maybe if I change the soldier’s uniform to pink and purple…
“Loki, did you listen to anything I just said?” Fury said.
“Everything. Doom ha
TMNT- Beauty and the Beast “Don… I am so excited for you!”TMNT- Beauty and the Beast6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
“April, I really don’t see what the big deal is.”
“Hello!” April exclaimed as she brought a bowl of popcorn in from the kitchen and onto the living room coffee table, “The ‘big deal’ is the fact that you’re about to watch you first-ever Disney movie! Oh, I just hope I chose the right one for us to watch…”
“Ooo, I’m shaking with excitement,” Donatello scoffed as he rolled his eyes sarcastically, “Seriously, the way television commercials publicize this franchise… it just seems so overrated.”
“That’s because you don’t know what you’re missiiiing,” the teenage girl sang, popping the DVD into the dented video player (which the purple clad turtle managed to salvage from the
TMNT-FrecklesTMNT-Freckles2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
April O’Neil had never liked her freckles. She had so many splattered on her face thanks to her pale complexion when she was younger and had been severely bullied by them. The red head shuddered as she remembered those days.
It was when she wore glasses and had braces. Her freckles were just the icing on top. She recalled how they called her ‘pizza face’ and joked about how ‘somewhere in Africa, a cheetah was missing its spots.’ The worse was when someone joked that God had sneezed all over her face when she was a baby. It mortified her for years.
After being so badly teased, the teen made it her goal to have little to no freckles at all. If she went outside, she lathered on sun block. She wore hats. She did everything to keep the sun from creating more damned spots on her face.
April’s Dad had told her that her freckles were what made her beautiful. That they were angel kisses. She loved those stories her dad told her but they just couldn’t dr
TMNT: Yes or No? April O'Neil taps her toes against the ice-encased New York City sidewalk, awaiting the arrival of her oh-so-very late boyfriend and training partner, Hamato Donatello. She wraps her arms around herself and keeps watch for him as the night becomes star-lit.TMNT: Yes or No?4 months ago in Romance More Like This
Soon she spots her beloved dork jogging his way over to her, shoving something into his jean pocket as he speeds up. Donatello is outfitted in full human clothing to avoid suspicion among the inhabitants of the surface. Getting found out isn't on their to-do list.
When he reaches her he wraps her in a hug. "Late. I know. I'm sorry." He starts to pull away, but April keeps herself huddled to him, taking in his warmth.
"I forgive you as long as you don't let go," she says, leaning into him.
Letters from LeGume (Contest Entry)Author's note: These are letters from Gaston to Drizella Trémaine (I have chosen to use Drizzie's French name, Javotte, here.)Letters from LeGume (Contest Entry)6 months ago in Humor More Like This
Ma chère Mademoiselle de Trémaine,
I hope this letter finds you well! We have had our first snow down here, but the cold hasn’t quite set in yet. How is the weather in Paris this time of year?
I have been able to write a little more each day, and my hands are getting stronger. Mrs Potts lets me walk all the way to the garden now. Of course, I’ll always have a limp, but it really is a miracle that I can walk again anyway, after that fall. Chip has kept up with our lessons, and says he will make a decent calligrapher out of me yet. (I am not so sure.) Please excuse the wobbliness of my handwriting. I have gotten sadly out of practice.
We are halfway through Androcles and the Lion now, Chip and I. I think you would love the story, Javotte. It does have a lion in it, of course, but he’s as gentle as a lamb
Great Mouse Detective OuttakesTHE GREAT MOUSE DETECTIVE OUTTAKES REELGreat Mouse Detective Outtakes10 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
(Scene: First day of shooting, at the Flavershams house. Olivia is about to get Hirams present.)
DIRECTOR: OK, guys, were shooting the first scene. And I want it to be done properly, understood?
OLIVIA: (nods her head) Gotcha, Mr. Director!
DIRECTOR: (smiles pleasantly) All right, then...lets make some cine-magic!
(Clapboard strikes for Take 1. The dancing doll starts to perform its spirited ballet in front of Olivias amazed eyes.)
OLIVIA: Ohh, Daddy...its a wonderful present, but can we make one for Cousin Timmy, too? I know how much he loves dolls...
DIRECTOR: (frustrated) CUT! Olivia, blab about it when were not filming!
(Moments later. The clapboard strikes for Take 2.)
OLIVIA: Ohh, Daddy...you made this just for me?
(The Director smiles, until he hears Hirams next statement.)
Little Sanitarium - High School of HorrorsThe Largos rule the school. Luigi, Pavi and Amber. They're from this insanely rich and influential family. Their dad, Rotti Largo, runs this huge medical corporation; built his empire up from the ground. So everyone kind of fears and respects the Largo siblings, and if they're not fawning over them like sycophants, they're staying out of their way.Little Sanitarium - High School of Horrors3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Luigi Largo is the oldest Largo sibling, and he's a force to be reckoned with. Or, more accurately, a force never to attempt to reckon with, ever, unless you plan to spend the rest of your life breathing through the hole he just punched in your neck. He has serious anger issues. He carries knives in his bag, and I think he has more hidden under his clothes (which, by the way, are always expensive formalwear for some reason. Who wears an ascot to school?). He can't go two sentences without using the word "fuck" or some other curse word my dad would be shocked if he knew I knew. Luigi takes anger management classes with the schoo
Our DaddyDisclaimer: I do not own TMNT (sadly)Our Daddy2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Summary: One turtle tot has a question for his "daddy" (based on 2012 turtles)
Note: For the fanfic contest on TurtleTot-Literature (1,073 words)
Yoshi sat in his room savouring the quiet time while it lasted. With four young turtles to care for these moments of peace and serenity were rare and cherished. Not that he would change the circumstances he now found himself in. Despite the hardships, the physical mutation and the sense of overwhelming responsibility Yoshi found himself strangely contented with his life.
Thinking of his four young sons brought a smile to his furred face. It had been almost two years since the blessed day he and his young turtle tots had been exposed to the mutagen which had transformed him into a giant rat and given his sons human DNA.
Now his son’s minds were the equivalent of four/five year old humans though their bodies were still small. They were a handful, with energy levels off the scale with a never ending t
TMNT-SilhouetteUp the Hudson River a ways and across the body of water from White Plains stood a state park that preserved trees and the natural state of the beach and water. It was there that April O'Neil had chosen to bring the four mutant brothers to have their first day at the beach.TMNT-Silhouette2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Partially inhabited and open to the public, the park closed an hour before the sun began to set. April had the hours memorized from the time she was a child when her father would take her to work there now and then. She'd be left alone to wander the forest and beach. She loved the feeling of isolation, the feeling of breaking away from the city. And now, as a beautiful sixteen year old girl, she knew she wanted to share that feeling with the brothers she had befriended and grew to love as family.
The trip there was slightly long, but it was nice to get out of the city in the Shellraiser and watch the buildings fade into trees and a blue skyline. They had left at noon and by the time the state park had long closed, th
TMNT-PeaceThe old farmhouse lightly creaked from the light winds that blew against April and Donatello's home in the country on the outskirts of New York City. Magdalene Hamato drew in a deep breath, smelling the sweet smell of summer that wafted around her home. Spring was ending and summer was only a stone throw away.TMNT-Peace2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The twelve year old slipped off her shoes and plopped down on the sofa in the living room. Her parents had left the windows cracked and the shutters drawn to let the sunlight in, making each room seem to glow.
Maggie searched through her backpack for the comic books Uncle Raph had given her for her birthday. Her fingers came in contact with their plastic coverings and she pulled them out, sighing blissfully. If there was one thing she didn't enjoy more than coming home from school after a long day was to end the evening with comics her uncles give her over the years.
She opened up the first one. Ah...Wonder Woman. Classic. Raphael had always made a point to give her comics with a
Bad to the ShellHello, all! This is my second TMNT 2012 story to date. I made this as a special birthday present to my dear friend MamaDonnie. I hope you like it dear. To give the other readers a little insight on this story, let me ask you this; what would have happened if Donnie met Xever as a friend like how Mikey met Chris Bradford before discovering the truth? Well, you’re going to find out now! This takes places after Turtle Temper.Bad to the Shell2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was a regular day at the Lair of the Turtles and they were just sitting around in the living room playing the many arcade games. Just then April came into the room.
“Hey guys. Are any of you up for a quiz?”April asked.
“Is it one of those crappy geek quizzes Donnie tries to force us to take?”Raph asked which earned him an insulted huff.
“No, it’s a personality quiz.”April said.
Great Mouse Detective BloopersOlivia tells Basil about the disappearance of her father.Great Mouse Detective Bloopers1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Olivia: It’s just as I said. And then my father was gone.
Dawson: What do you make of it?
*there is an awkward pause as Basil puffs on his pipe for too long*
Basil: …That I can’t remember my blasted lines. *chuckles*
Ratigan is making the ballerina doll dance as he threatens Mr. Flavisham.
Ratigan: *watches the doll dance* I would spend many a sleepless night if—
*the doll falls over*
Ratigan: --if this ballerina stops dancing. *chuckles, picking up the doll again*
Basil, Dawson, and Olivia escape their traps, and Basil pulls them close together for the camera.
Basil: Smile, everyone! *big smile*
*for some reason, the flash is not going off*
Basil: *still holding the cheesy smile* …I can’t hold this much longer.
*Dawson and Olivia giggle*
Scene of Ratigan threatening Mr. Flavisham.
Ratigan picks up the doll, squeezin
El Viaje a la muerte - Capitulo IIEl Viaje a la muerte - Capitulo II2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Otra vez sin poder dormir, pero si con ánimos de escribir!! Así que seguiré con la segunda parte de mi fanfic lleno de acción, sangre y morby... SI MORBY!! Así que si no te gusta, LARGO! :3 , Si no sabes de qué se trata sigue leyendo...
Este fanfic es morby (Mordecai X Rigby) donde podrán leer escenas sucias y pervertidas (No exactamente en esta parte ) del oscuro genero llamado yaoi (Muajajaj), Dejo este mensaje acá para que no tengan que sacarle humo a su scroll intentando llegar a la descripción ;D
Ahora sin mas preámbulos...
El Viaje a la muerte - Capitulo II Perdidos en la niebla
-- Síganme chicos. Skips toma un trozo de metal que estaba cerca de las pesas en su taller y se lo amarra a su brazo como un escudo, sin soltar su pistola en la otra mano
-- Vamos a salir!!? Pregunta Rigby algo asustado...
-- Si, tenemos que llegar hasta la tienda donde compraste el video maldito, así que no sueltes el arma que te entregue... como tu corres en cuatro patas amárrate esto en
GMD OuttakesGMD OUTTAKESGMD Outtakes2 years ago in Humor More Like This
(Scene: Ratigan's lair. Ratigan has Basil and Dawson strapped to his death trap and is preparing to leave for Buckingham Palace.)
Dawson: You fiend!
Ratigan: Sorry, chubby. You should've chosen your friends more carefully. (He sets the needle on the record. However, instead of "Goodbye So Soon," "Part of Your World" plays) Huh? A lovely song, but not really fitting for the mood I was going for here.
Ratigan: You should've chosen your friends more carefully. (This time, Justin Bieber's "Baby" plays)
Everyone: OH GOD, TURN IT OFF! TURN IT OFF!
Ratigan: You don't have to tell ME twice! (Turns off record) Stupid Bieber fever.
Ratigan: You should've chosen your friends more carefully. (This time, "Gangnam Style" plays)
(Suddenly, Discord and Pinkie Pie appear onstage, wearing swag glasses, and dance to the song as everyone watches, confused and amused. When the song finishes, they both strike poses, then walk offstage. As they do, Pinkie Pie peers over her g
AT-For the BetterMarshall gazed down at the small and chubby figure before him. The body was tucked all around with blankets and its fragile head laid peacefully against the mattress. It was weird for Marshall to think that he was a father to the thing in the crib he hovered in front of. To the creature who resembled and acted like a potato.AT-For the Better2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The vampire felt his feet touch the ground as he watched over the sleeping infant. Its dark blonde curls boarded his son's face and he was mixed between feeling repulsed and awestruck by the child. It was something he made. It was a piece of him. His and Fionna's legacy.
Beneath the closed eyelids were sparkling blue orbs that had red running through here and there. A reminder that he wasn't fully human nor was he fully a vampire. It was hard to fathom that he wasn't even in his life that time last year. That last year, he was just a man living life with the love of his life and then bam, this thing came along. This parasite that would one day call him 'daddy.'