The Simpsons: 10 Years Later - A Bob Con Chapter 1The Simpsons: 10 Years Later - A Bob Con Chapter 11 year 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
Treehouse Of Horror: OuttakesSIMPSONS TREEHOUSE OF HORROR: OUTTAKESTreehouse Of Horror: Outtakes3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
TREEHOUSE OF HORROR I
Bart and Lisa are arguing, after Bart comments that her Halloween story is not scary. Then, in the middle of the fighting, Lisa accidentally drops the flashlight, which breaks and spills out a pair of batteries. They stop and look at it, before looking at each other and laughing, while the cast and crew laugh with them in the background.
LISA: (putting the batteries back in) "Heh-heh, sorry 'bout that."
HOMER: (explaining about the haunted house) "It's only natural there be SOME things wrong with an old house like this. It's a upper-trixer!" (Silence)
LISA: (laughing) "That's 'fixer-upper'!"
They all laugh at that mistake.
HOMER: "It's only natural there be SOME things wrong with an old house like this. It's a fupper-ixer...no, a tixer-rupper...wait, it's--(Puts his palm on his forehead and chuckles) "Forget it..."
DIRECTOR: "Just try again, Homer. It's only one line."
HOMER: "But I messed it all up!"
AttacksHomer Jay SimpsonAttacks11 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Chakra: Non-Elemental Damage
Demi Shock: Reduces HP by 1/2
Revive: Revives Fallen Party Members
Big Guard: Casts Haste, Protect and Shell on all Party Members
Angels Snack: Cures all status ailments for all party members
Mustard Bomb: Medium Fire Damage
Raging Fist: Cuts through enemy defence
Phantom Rush: Powerful Non-Elemental Attack to one enemy
I Got Your Donut Lardlad: And what you gonna do about it! (Surpeme Non-Elemental Damage to all enemies)
Skill: White Magic
Cure: Restores HP
Cura: Restores HP
Curaga: Restores HP
Curaja: Restores HP
Full Cure: Fully Restores HP
Life: Revives one party member from KO, with 25% of
The Simpsons Theme Tune LyricsThe Simpsons Theme Tune Lyrics2 years ago in Comedy More Like This
HO-MER SIMP-SON / MARGE SIMP-SON / LI-SA / MA-GGIE / BART
SAN-TAS LI-TTLE HEL-PER
LE-NNY / CARL / SMI-THERS / M-R BURNS
KENT BROCK-MAN / BUMBLE-BEE MAN / KRUS-TY / SIDE-SHOW MEL
CO-MIC BOOK GUY
DIS-CO STU / PRO-FE-SSOR FRINK
MOE / MAYOR QUIM-BY
WI-GGUM / WI-LLIE
TE-RRI / SHE-RRI
SEY-MOUR / ED-NA K / SU-PER IN-TEN-DENT CHAL-MERS
U-TER / BLIN-KY THE FISH / JEB-E-DI-AH SPRING-FIELD / FAT TO-NY / SNAKE / GILL
A-PU / MAN-JU-LA / MISS HOO-VER
NEL-SON / MAR-TIN / O-TTO / JIM-BO / RALPH / DOLPH / KEAR-NEY
PA-TTY / SEL-MA
HER-MAN / MOLE-MAN / THE SEA CAP-TAIN
SIDE-SHOW BOB TER-WILL-I-GER AND REV-ER-END TIM LOVE-JOY
DOC-TOR HI-BBERT / DOC-TOR NICK
SLACK JAWED CLE-TUS
NED / ROD AND TODD FLAN-DERS
RA-DI-O AC-TIVE MAN / IT-CHY / SCRAT-CHY / POO-CHIE
TROY MC-CLURE / JAS-PER / KANG AND KODOS
RS: the new chick, chapter 2authors note: well, heres the next chapter. after this chapter, i will temporarily discontinue the series to make sure people like it. so if you do, please comment or favorite to confirm that you like my stories!!!!!! i have a number of favorites and comments placed to continue it. because i dont want to waste my time on a story that only few people are fans of :/RS: the new chick, chapter 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
at the hotel~
"well hurry up rigby! we need to go! Youre like my freaking grandma!" Mordecai yelled from the kitchen table, snacking on a triple chochlate doughnut with his and everyone elses bags set aside. Everyone heard rigbys reply.
"shut up mordecai! quit being such a freaking turd! Im almost done, dont get your panties in a bunch."
Mordecai shook his head in annoyance as he took another bite of his doughnut.
"so, how are we gonna fit all these bags? Jasons bags wont fit." Georgia pointed out
British Invasion ch1"Rigby, did you remember to cut the grass?" Benson muttered, walking in to the living room.British Invasion ch13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rigby shrugged. "Iunno." He focused more on getting past the boss in his Sonic game.
"What do you MEAN you don't know?" Benson growled a little louder. "I asked you to do it over two hours ago!"
"Iunno." He continued.
"Will you STOP that?" Benson stomped over to the couch. He reached down and picked up Rigby, using the tail to his advantage.
"Hey! I was in the middle of that!" Rigby protested.
"Will you put down the video game for TWO MINUTES and just mow the park grass already!?"
"I was supposed to mow stuff?"
Benson tossed Rigby out the door, slamming it shut soon after.
"Dude...have you noticed that Benson's more ticked off than usual, today?" Mordecai asked, standing on the front porch. He let out a sigh, "We should probably do what he says. What did you do to get him so mad?"
"Apparently he doesn't like Sega games." Rigby sat down. "Hey, could you mow the park grass?"
The Mystery Girl Chapter 4Benson arrived at the bus and saw Pops standing there with a confused look on his face. "Pops, I know you wanted to help us out because Skips, Muscle Man, and High-Five Ghost aren't here, but you should've at least told me that you couldn't change a tire."The Mystery Girl Chapter 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I'm sorry, Benson, it's just harder than watching you and Skips change it."
Benson sighed and started to change the tire himself.
At the storage/party room, Mordecai, Rigby, and Rose were done cleaning up, so Mordecai and Rigby were asking Rose questions about herself.
Rigby started with the question, "What's your favorite color?"
Mordecai continued with, "What's your favorite food?"
Where are you going to sleep?"
"What games do you like to play?"
Rose started answering them so they could stop blurting out questions for her. "My favorite color is Red, my favorite food is spaghetti because I tried it once with one of my friends and it was good, and I haven't really played games. I just watched you guys play karaoke."
"YOU NEVER PLAYE
Bottled UpThey say it’s never goodBottled Up7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
To keep things bottled up
Let them out
Let your voice be heard
But do people listen?
Hear you as you scream
Unheard or ignored,
Hard to tell
Scream out loud until your face is blue
Confront them until your back is stabbed
Hide until your heart is stone
Keep things bottled up
Or let them out
Lose or lose
Either way you’re left with one thing
An empty bottle
A broken shell
Stage Fright: Chapter 6 (Bob/Bart)Chapter Six: Your LoveStage Fright: Chapter 6 (Bob/Bart)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Quick Note: I don't think lyrics are allowed on fanfiction . net , but the version of this chapter posted here has them. If you came here from fanfiction . net because you wanted to read the version with the lyrics, then welcome to my DA page.
"He called me WHAT?" Lisa yelled at the top of her lungs, causing a picture frame to fall off of the kitchen wall. "Why that little... when I get my hands on him I'll..." Lisa growled, making strangling motions with her hands in an eerily similar way as their father would.
"Just forget it; he was saying it to hurt me, not you," said Bart as he sat at the kitchen table with Lisa directly across from him. Lisa had kept pestering him until he finally let her in on the fight he'd had with Milhouse. A persistent one she was, but he knew that she only had his best interest in mind and it did feel good to get it off his chest and to confide in someone.
"It's no big deal really. Everyone knows you're as pure as snow Lis," Ba
Hidden FeelingsCinderpelt watched Fireheart from the medicine den, her former mentor was now deputy of Thunderclan, the clan she was born into, and the clan that had scarred her. She sighed and her insides burnt with jealousy as he met Sandstorm for a hunting patrol. She could see the buds of romance springing between them-as could the rest of the clan-even if they could not see it themselves.Hidden Feelings1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
How did Sandstorm manage to attract a wonderful cat like Fireheart when Cinderpelt's only love would ever be medicine? Endlessly pining after the warrior life she should have had.
Hey Cinderpelt!" Cinderpelt looked up as she heard Fireheart's voice, what had come over the handsome deputy that he'd need to see her? He padded across to her, his muscles rippling subtly under his flame coloured pelt. "Are you alright?" He asked her gently.
Cinderpelt looked past his friendly green gaze and saw Sandstorm roll her eyes. Sandstorm was pretty, healthy and a warrior; Cinderpelt was plain, could only use three legs and a
-Asthenia-"Last night," Mordecai started, "He was crying... crying about how he screwed up our friendship, " the avian said to himself as he drove the cart through the park, getting to the fountain to clean it from the fallen leaves and other debris. That moment when he saw the small upset raccoon cry, something inside told him to go forth and make a bond with him, but his mind said no; he listened to his mind.-Asthenia-1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
He stopped the cart, looked around and stared ahead, the fountain all dirty looking. Leaves were on the ground around it and were in it, making the water turn a light green color. Mordecai got out of the cart and approached the fountain.
"Aw, sick!" He said as he reached down and picked up a bent empty water bottle. With the bottle held by two fingers, the avian pulled out a black plastic trash bag and put it in there. And now it was time to target the rest of the mess. The cold, green, murky water began to slowly drain, leaving nothing but trash inside the moist fountain. He reached down
Down + The Fallen Interlude"I don't see why Rigby is acting like a crybaby. He should have seen it coming," Mordecai said to himself as he got comfortable.Down + The Fallen Interlude1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
"Oh, that's right. He just doesn't think straight..." Mordecai said while facing the wall next to his bed. "He's always up to something..."
After minutes of wallowing and mumbling about Rigby, Mordecai began to remember the fun times that he had had with Margaret. How they laughed with each other while holding hands at the fancy restaurant downtown, swinging back and forth and having a good time.
"Those laughs...those memories.." Mordecai clinched his covers with his hands and a tear rolled down his left cheek. His eyes were now burning with the salt water that was now pouring from his eyes.
Your vows of silence fall all over
The look in your eyes makes me crazy
I feel the darkness break upon her
I'll take you over if you let me
(You did this)
Tidal waves they rip right through me
Tears from eyes worn cold and sad
Pick me up now, I need you so bad..
Boredom takes FlightFor once, Mordecai and Rigby had done all of what little there was to do on a Saturday.Boredom takes Flight1 year ago in Sketches More Like This
They had been paid (whatever Benson had lying around), and had thus far spent the remaining day with their thumbs never ceasing.
In other words, they were playing a video game, and had been for a few hours.
“Dude, this blows!” Rigby whined, throwing his controller onto the floor, “Why can’t we get a new game? These ones are all old, and I keep losing for some reason!”
Mordecai, who was not in such a foul mood, just reached down and picked it back up, “Number one, because we don’t have enough money for a new one. Number two, you suck at every game you play.” He set it back in his friend’s paws, “We don’t have enough to replace busted controllers, either.”
“Well, I’m bored! We’ve been doing this for too long! Isn’t there anything else to do?” He jumped off of the couch and headed to t
Regular Show: UniformUniformRegular Show: Uniform2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"C'mon, dude. Best ten out of nineteen."
Mordecai and Rigby were standing in the park next to the lawn mower. The blue jay and raccoon had been playing rock, paper, scissors for quite a while to see who would drive the machine. As soon as one would win, the other would beg to play again. This time, it was Rigby asking Mordecai.
"Fine," Mordecai sighed. "But this is seriously the last time we're playing."
The two threw their hands down at the same time. Mordecai's formed a pair of scissors, while Rigby's was balled into a fist, to signify rock.
"Crap," the blue jay muttered. "Best twelve out of wait, what number were we on again?"
The raccoon thought for a moment. "Y'know, I can't remember. But it doesn't matter because you said that's the last time we're playing! OOOOHHH!!!" Rigby spun in a circle towards the driver's side of the lawn mower. "Looks like you're riding shotgun."
Suddenly, their boss Benson's voice boomed out from behind them. "HEY! You two were suppos
Stage Fright: Chapter 10 (Bob/Bart)Chapter Ten: A Dangerous GameStage Fright: Chapter 10 (Bob/Bart)10 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You want to do something tomorrow? -Milhouse
The message floated out there somewhere in the limbo of the air waves, waiting for his reply. Of all the times to receive a message from Milhouse, this had to be the most awkward with his whole family sitting around speculating about certain sexual orientations he may or may not have. Finally swallowing back his own apprehension, Bart wrote him back.
yeah sure. -Bart
Lisa leaned over Bart's shoulder, trying to peer down at his phone until he shoved her away.
Great. See you then. -Milhouse
So that was it. Had they now fallen back into their friendship as if nothing had ever happened? Even so, there would now be this nagging suspicion that the one friend he'd known for what felt like forever, close as a brother even, might possibly have a secret attraction to him and it was quite unsettling. It was a suspicion that he couldn't ignore even if he wanted to.
The next day after
Stage Fright: Chapter 8 (Bort)Chapter Eight: Making AmendsStage Fright: Chapter 8 (Bort)11 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As weeks past and it was nearing Christmas, things with the house guests began to deteriorate even more. They were no longer in the honeymoon phase and neither Cosette nor Cassie had found a job yet, not that they were putting much effort into looking, mind you with the internet and World of Warcraft taking up much of their time. Cosette's black cat Tiki had constantly been fighting with the Simpson's cat Snowball, but had secretly had a litter of three solid black kittens under the bed, Snowball being the likely father of them considering they only fought when she wasn't in heat. Bart, Lisa and Maggie had quickly claimed one each, Bart's being a male which he'd named Chance. On the downside, Cosette's big black lab that they kept chained up outside wouldn't let anyone whatsoever out into the backyard except for it's owners.
Marge had already had her hands full keeping up the house before they came, but things seemed even harder on her now with Coset
Ship Love Not HateOkay I've never really been a shipper (which means putting two fictional characters together in a fan pairing) sometimes during a show I might think 'I hope those two wind up together', or why 'they hell is he/she with him/her', but over all I've stayed out of shipping.Ship Love Not Hate1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
I think it's a little scary when people are over obsessed with it but I think shipping can be fun but the one thing I hate is seeing characters being bashed merely because they are 'in the way' of a pairing. I've seen this happen so many times.
There are the stereotypes that "IT'S ALL THOSE DUMB YAOI FANGIRLS WHO BASH STRONG FEMALE CHARACTERS BECAUSE THEY WANT TO MAKE TWO CLEARLY STRAIGHT MALE CHARACTERS GAY!"
Okay before you go bashing (I don't really like the term yaoi, and I use the term slash so that's what I'll call it from here on out) slash fans. Note that it is just a fetish, something that turns you on, some people have it some people don't, my best friend likes slash and I even know some (non
Fear of FlyingDespite the few clouds in the sky, the group of friends entered the airport with smiles on their faces. Well, almost everyone in the group.Fear of Flying2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The seven friends were taking a plane to New York City. Mr. Maellard had given them all tickets. Originally, he was only taking Pops, but his lollipop son had insisted his friends come along. "Besides, now I can show Bean-teen what a real park is supposed to look like," Mr. Maellard had said, referring to Central Park. The group was going to stay there for two weeks, which was time off that everyone needed.
"Looks like our flight will be taking off in an hour," said Skips, reading off the giant billboard with the list of times.
"Sweet, enough time to grab some grub," said Rigby, "C'mon Mordecai."
"Right behind you, dude!" said Mordecai as the two friends ran off towards the food court.
"Don't cause any trouble!" Benson shouted after the two, "Because if you guys get arrested, I'm not bailing you out again!"
But secretly, Benson did hope the two did
Regular Show: Photocopy machineRegular Show: Photocopy Machine:Regular Show: Photocopy machine1 year ago in Comedy More Like This
[At the Park]
[Mordecai, Rigby and Benson are standing next to a photocopy
machine. Benson is holding some documents.]
Benson: Listen up Mordecai and Rigby; I need you to
photocopy these documents. And don't you photocopy your butts!
Mordecai: You can count on us.
[Benson hands Mordecai and Rigby the documents and leaves.
Moments later, Mordecai and Rigby are busy copying the documents.]
Rigby: Aww man, this is boring. Hey, I know, let's photocopy
Mordecai: I don't know Rigby. Benson told us not to do that.
Rigby: Come on Mordecai. He'll never know.
Mordecai: I still don't know…
[Five minutes later…]
[Rigby is sitting on the photocopy machine making copies of
Mordecai and Rigby: OOOOOOOOH!!
[The glass on the photocopy machine breaks. Rigby falls
inside the copier.]
Rigby: Mordecai! Help!
[Mordecai pulls Rigby out of the copier.]
Mordecai: Dude, are you okay?
[Rigby pulls a bit of glass from his butt]:
:-Easy Target-:The October night was still young and now, at the park, the concert was now taking place. People rocking out everywhere, with drinks in hand, throwing their fists up in the air; it is a wonder if none of them started a mosh pit. The singers singing in the microphones and the strumming of guitars and the beating of the drums. Everyone was having a wonderful time. Benson was impressed of Skips and his plan and watched as the money poured in, literally.:-Easy Target-:1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Rigby would have attended, but he knew that Mordecai would be there, giving him death stares and having the look of him about to murder the raccoon. He decided to just stay in the house and play some video games, eat some snacks, and do whatever that would entertain him.
The raccoon sighed, "It sounds awesome out there..." At that moment, he thought to himself about how Mordecai and him would be rocking out to that concert. How they would be drinking cans and cans of soda and fist pumping in the air. He sighed one more time and continued t
|-Here's Your Letter-|For anyone who may be reading this, I will be gone by morning. I'm sick of feeling this way... a way that I will never feel again.|-Here's Your Letter-|1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Mordecai, if you are reading this, I just want to say that I'm really sorry for what I have done. I know that I am not perfect, no one is; I'm sorry for letting you down, hurting you, and costing you your love. I now know that you two were made for each other. I know that you may already know this... but, I've actually never understood what love was, until now. Remember that one time in Middle School where you comforted me at the lunchroom table? Yeah, my parents were going through a rough time... myself too. All I knew at that one point in my life was that cheating was wrong, especially on your partner, your lover, your soulmate. I was so... naive... I didn't know what I was thinking when I did that to you... It was wrong for me to do that, especially for what you did for me back in Middle School, healing me from those horrid days... I feel as if those day
Short NoticeThe afternoon sun was warm and inviting, just enough of a cool breeze to invite anyone out to relax on their porch, or to lie in the grass most of the day.Short Notice1 year ago in Sketches More Like This
It was especially inviting for two particular slackers, Mordecai and Rigby.
They had both been laying there for who knows how long, entertaining each other with the occasional butt cloud that passed by. Not a thing in the world could ever be wrong.
Especially since the sun was setting.
Every single beautiful, golden, arc slid across the sky and melted with the outer-laying pink and orange, creating an other-wordly color. It was just at this peak tha-
“What, in the heck, are you two DOING?”
“Aw, Benson!” Mordecai rolled over to look at his boss, “Did you have to come right now?”
“Yeah, the narrator was just getting good!” Rigby watched the dejected sun slip behind two hills and vanish.
Benson, clearly not in the mood, barked back, “How long have you two been sitting here?