Gotham High - proposalGotham High - proposal4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"We all go through incredible changes as teenagers: growth spurts, bad skin, a sudden insatiable need to uphold justice and avenge your murdered parents . Well, that is if you're Bruce Wayne.
As if being a freshman at Gotham High wasn't tough enough, Bruce's insomnia and technological fascinations are taking their toll. Instead of spending his time studying, he has begun to obsess over an emerging personality trait: Batman. But under the watchful eye of his guardian and steward, Alfred Pennyworth, Bruce is forced to put his intelligence to good use: graduating high school. But given his classmates, can Bruce survive Gotham High?" Official blog entry made by Celeste Green and Jeffrey Thomas
A brief introduction
The start of their third year in high school. Bruce has finally returned to public school, due to his guardian's Alfred Pennyworth's insisting, after being home-schooled for eight years. He arrives to find it different from what he expected. The quarterback, Wayde, an
Lannie Doll 4Lannie Doll and the Annoying ShopperLannie Doll 44 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kelly never liked to admit it, but she was terrified of the smothering dark of night. She never told a soul, and always slept with a night light in her room. So naturally, the worst part of Kelly's new life was the dark of her box. She would savor the daylight and the feeling of the world around her, but come night Lannie would always shove Kelly Fool back into the pitch black of her box, where her toy would wait desperately for the morning.
While she waited, the jester would dream herself into another place. Sometimes, she would dream about being with Mark, going to work, or even performing foolish acts for a king. And while Kelly did dream of doing to Lannie what she had done to her, the toy would only ever do so in the first half of the night. It was in the first half of the night when Kelly hated her owner the most. Unfortunately, her dreams were always invaded by the oppressive black of her box and always short lived.
So, for most of the
Fantastic ExpansionBeing in the Fantastic Four meant always being ready for anything. Some days are hectic, filled with bad guy after bad guy, near disaster after near disaster. Today though wasn’t really one of those days. No emergencies, no Doom, No Nick Fury. Nothing. Reed Richards took it all in stride. Spending the day in his lab, still in his blue, white, and orange unstable molecule suit. He had just finished up a prototype when he glanced over at the nearby computer screen rubbing his eyes. 11:23 pm. Reed sighed realizing the day had now come and gone. It was then hearing the quiet that made him think for a moment. Something he was well used too but it was a different matter all together.Fantastic Expansion2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He stretched his head out of the lab, looking down the halls and seeing that his teammates, Johnny Storm, Ben Grimm, and his girlfriend Susan Storm, were all asleep. Reed smirked slightly, as he retracted his head back to his body.
[Kaldur/Roy] Overflow"Did you ever think of writing a diary?"[Kaldur/Roy] Overflow3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
M'gann was floating just above her bed with a slight glimmer in her eyes, the one that somehow always appeared whenever it was her turn to reveal any of the knowledge she had learnt about the many Earth customs, and one that reminded Kaldur of whenever she successfully prepared a meal without burning any of its courses.
The Atlantean raised an eyebrow inquisitively. "A diary?" he asked uncertainly. He had heard of the term before, yet he was quite perplexed about its true purpose and furthermore, its possible role of aid in this particular case.
The reason Kaldur sought help with the one person he thought had the most experience with the way minds work, was the fact that it had been nearly two weeks since he first found Roy's apartment abandoned in rush; without a trace or any attempts of communication up until now, leaving his mind to wander around aimlessly for explanation. Too aimlessly for a team leader.
The archer's sudden disappearances si
Elastic Four - Enter The Puppet MasterReed Richards slithered along the open vent cover. In his uniform as he had the rest of the Fantastic Four all nearby. With the New York City mayor being held captive by the deranged Puppet Master, they couldn't afford to have any threat of detection. Otherwise who knew what the Puppet Master could do to them. "Hey Reed, how much longer til’ we'll be there?" Ben's thick Brooklyn accent came in from behind Reed. "We shouldn't be far from where he is, but keep the noise down." Reed whispered back, turning his head fully around to see Ben. Johnny Storm was slithering behind Ben, Sue Storm bringing up the rear.Elastic Four - Enter The Puppet Master1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hopefully our new powers catch him by surprise..." Sue whispered to herself. Johnny bumped into Ben. "What's the hold up?" He said sorta shouting, half whispering. The vent was cramped, even if their elastic bodies it was still a very tight squeeze. Meanwhile, Phillip Masters aka the Puppet Master chuckled. Keeping the Mayor of New York quietly sitting in a chair. "It'd
Trust Machines - Surf's UpSurf's UpTrust Machines - Surf's Up1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Trust Machines story
It was the beginning of the weekend following Chris' ordeal as his sister's heels for the date with her boyfriend Brad. Chris had just come home from football training and was relaxing in front of his television as somebody knocked on the door.
"Door's open, come in!" he called and his sister's smiling head appeared in the doorway.
"Do you have a couple of minutes?" she asked him and Chris nodded.
"Of course. What's up?"
Jade went in and closed the door, then she placed herself on Chris' bed and sighed.
"I wanted to talk to you about my date with Brad again." she said. "I'm still feeling guilty for what you had to endure."
Chris furrowed his brows. "I thought we had already solved this out?" he asked. "You had no idea that being shoes sucks, theref
my fan-made live action JUSTICE LEAGUE storymy fan-made live action JUSTICE LEAGUE story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The story takes place on modern times in which superheroes have only appeared within in the past five to eight years, and are viewed with at best, suspicion, and at worst, outright hostility. This was pointed out by G. Gordon Godfrey as he starts a hate-campaign against the so called "vigilanties" through his radio station.
On daylight at the Atlantic Ocean are groups of fisher men doing their work. Everything seems to be fine until they were attacked by a gigantic alien life form with a likeness of a starfish, which emerged from under their boats, destroying the boats in the process. This gigantic alien starfish reproduces smaller clones of its own. This smaller clone starts to attack the fisherman and forcedly attached itself the fishermen's faces by leaping into it. The gigantic starfish as it lies on the remains of the boat reveals it passenger at its back. The heavily armored humanoid creature with a same medium sized alien starfish attached to his chest plate. This humanoid creat
Ultimate Spider-BloatAs the city streets glowed under the bright lights of New York City. Spider-Man could hear the cheers and jeers he often did as he swung through. Tonight though wasn't so much the usual routine of swinging around aimlessly until trouble showed up. Tonight he had gotten a text message about a friend wanting to meet him in a hidden area. So traveling to the rooftop in question. Spider-Man skidded to a stop glancing back down at his text. "Man if this is another set-up I should just get a new phone number…" Spider-Man stated to himself.Ultimate Spider-Bloat1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You're late..." Danny Rand, aka Iron Fist walked out of the shadows. Dressed in his green and yellow attire. The mask covering the top of his head. "Sorry about the text, Luke wouldn't let me use a voice call. Something about it costing more."
"Hey I'll have you know I'm a very busy man. Lots of…" At that moment Spider-Man couldn't really think of what he had going that night. Besides another quiet night at the house doing
VillainsVillains5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Every good villain is the hero of his own story.
It should have been a quiet night at Harry's, the pub where a selected fringe of Central City's criminal society had long ago come to use as their 'local'. It was the place where you could discuss your latest scheme, get sympathies because the Flash foiled it yet again, and elaborate on complicated plans to kill him in a creative sort of way.
Of course, those never seemed to work either, but it did a guy good to talk where nobody judged or mocked, aside from a few jabs. They'd all been there.
But the pub was more crowded than it was on a usual Tuesday night. And noisier.
Everyone had heard about the 'incident' in New Mexico.
Everyone had their opinion about it.
"You don't get it," snarled Mirror Master, his gloved fingers gripping the handle of his beer mug so hard the leather strained. "If they fired that big honkin' cannon of theirs on a building with people around, what's stopping them from using that thi
[NightwingXThor] Shipped"So, you're the god of thunder, huh?"[NightwingXThor] Shipped1 month ago in Humor More Like This
Well, that wasn't much of a surprise. Nightwing had met gods before--fought gods before. Hell, he even knew a handful of them personally. Supes--er, Superman--could be considered a god by all rights, but Nightwing had fought actual mythological figures before too--still, it was always hard to know when you first meet someone that claimed to be one.
In this line of work, you have a lot of people that liked to think they were divinity just because of a few powers. God figure, right?
"Alright, so, you're the god of thunder, Thor, and you are a warrior too, right?"
"It is as you say."
"So, and I don't want to be a person that tempts a god here but--think you could get us out of here?"
It was a perfectly valid question. After all, if he was a god, any kind of god, he should be able to break free from a simple packing crate. Pretty sure there was nothing in the Nibelung about Thor having a weakness to FedEx or plywood.
"Would that I could. But ou
The Great Metal Russian BalloonAs the Charles Xavier School for the Gifted was in the midst of another day of… whatever you would call such subdued chaos. Bobby Drake, a teacher attending the school and known by many as ‘Iceman’, took a seat in the living room with a book. Wearing only a hoodie with a shirt and jeans on. Though already the sight was not a common thing for someone like Bobby. A guy who outside of teacher reports, comic books, and magazines he’ll hide under his bed afterwards, never has been one to read much of anything. However the book in question Bobby had peeled open. A simply massive book bound by leathered aged by time. All of it written in numerous old, forgotten languages with countless spells and incincations. Dr. Strange was giving it as a present to Charles Xavier, with Bobby tasked with going to Strange’s mansion and picking it up. Although when he returned Xavier left for important matters. LeavingThe Great Metal Russian Balloon1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Halloween horrors"Come, come, my deariesHalloween horrors5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
come to get my sweets
come, come, my dearies
what you pretend to be!"
A witch stood next to the table, whispering the spell over and over, as she grabbed a vial. The purple liquid glows out, as she grins. Looking over the table, and grabbing the bowl of sweets. She opens the vial, and turns it, but rather than a liquid fall on it, the liquid changes to a gas, and slowly settles on it. "Come, come, my dearies," she whispers, as her doorbell rang in the silent house. "Guess it's time," she says, grabbing the bowl, and walking to the door.
Three people stood there, teens as they were, grinning, and holding toilet paper. "Trick or treat?" The three ask. The witch grins, "Ah, but my darlings, I choose treat, so no tricks tonight?" She offers the bowl, and the three grab some candy. "Thanks!" They shout, walking off.
"Why is it always treat?" A boy, dressed as a cheerleader said. "Maybe because they don't want you to scare children tomorrow?" A french maid t
Lannie Doll 5Lannie Doll and the Rude DriverLannie Doll 54 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Erin had been sleeping in a way, because since she was turned into a doll, it was difficult to tell what was real and what was a dream. Her entire life now should be fake; some kind of bizarre dream, because people certainly can't be turned into little dolls in bear costumes. Except, that's exactly what happened to Erin three days ago. She had been leaving a book store when Lannie a woman she had known for all of ten minutes used a magic, silver key to turn her into a toy.
Lannie then took Erin home, and sat her upon a shelf with a multicolored jester jack-in-the-box and a red coated marionette. In those three days sitting on the shelf, Erin had not moved one tiny bit without the help of Lannie or gravity. But around noon on the third day, Erin Bear woke form a dream and did something miraculous she stood up.
It took a moment for Erin to recognize that she had even done such a wonderful thing. "Ohmigosh!" She whispered, pawed
Lannie Doll 2Lannie Doll and the Cheating FoolLannie Doll 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Lannie stood at a stranger's doorway on a quiet suburban street while wearing an odd costume on this Halloween night: a pink, puffy baby doll dress and opaque white tights. A white bow topped her brunette hair, and a foot and half long stuffed key stuck out from her back. She completed the ensemble with a large yellow lollipop.
The house was quiet, and Lannie enjoyed breaking the silence with three pounding knocks. Then she stepped back and put upon the sweetest face she could muster while flicking a switch in her back that began her key spinning. Her movements sharpened and she soon was frozen rigid with a blank, happy stare on her face. Somewhere in her mind, Lannie was a little turned on by the charade of it all.
The woman who greeted her was a youthful twenty-something, dressed in a sultry and unoriginal school girl costume. Trussed up with pink bows on her knee high stockings and tiny ribbons in her hair, she tried too hard to act sexy.
The first step. p.1Here, finally started the translation. It's not easy, but I decided to translate it all. This is part of one story. In total there are around 10. The remaining parts will spread as far as the translation.The first step. p.13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The main characters here - Bruce and Selina. And their relationship In addition to everything else. These events occur several years after the Arkham City.
I must say that I almost did not read the comics. Relied only on the facts of the game (Arkham Asylum and Arkham City), movies and some of the posts on the forums. If interested, you can read it.
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- Base, this is Bravo-4. How do you hear?
- Bravo-4 is the base. We hear you perfectly. Receiving.
- We found a Batman. I repeat - we find Batman.
- Location - the building at the pier?
- That's right. He got caught.
- Roger tha
Gotham High 22Gotham High 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
'If I could compensate for mass vs. Endurance... maybe I need to be in continuous motion and put less strain on the wire then...'
"Wayne! Get the lead out!" the coach yelled snapping him out of his musing and back to earth where he was supposed to be climbing a rope during P.E.
"Yes, Coach!" he called back and got back to climbing.
But when he got back down the coach looked displeased with his performance.
"Listen here, Wayne. I have an eye for athletes and by the looks of you, you're holding back. What're you afraid of, you 'll stand out?"
"Something like that "
"Well tough, I want new blood on my football team and you're trying out tomorrow or else," the man said walking away.
Seeing how Wayde was one of the players on the team, Bruce was reluctant to show up for tryouts. By lunch time the next day he was still trying to figure out how to get out of it without upsetting a guy like the sports teacher. But when he walked in the cafeteria he saw that the two large boys were alrea
Trick or TreatTRICK OR TREATTrick or Treat6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
by THE MAD TITAN!
Agent 69 adjusted her spider web, fishnet stockings and then carefully examined herself in the full-length mirror. As always, she was pleased with her reflection. She wasnt sure what she should wear to the annual A.G.E.N.T. Halloween Masquerade Ball, but when she saw the Seductress costume at the uptown boutique, she knew it would be perfect.
The entire costume was black, from her three inch spiked heels to the leather bustier that was open from her neck to her hips. The spider web fishnets were a pain to get on, but they were well worth the effort. Agent 69 particularly liked the silk cape that flowed from her shoulders to just above her knees.
That cute new guy in Linguistics is going to wet himself when he sees me tonight, Agent 69 said to herself as she turned back and forth in front of the mirror.
Agent 69s revelry was interrupted by the chirping of her cell phone on the table next
High MaintenanceHigh MaintenanceHigh Maintenance6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Inflation. No likey, No lookey!
Kurt? A voice cut across the din of the canteen Kuuurrrttt? He knew what was coming and sighed wearily, rolling his eyes at his friends who all gave exasperated sighs and annoyed glances in the direction of the voice. Each knew that there short time as a group today was over as soon as that shrill voice cut through the air.
Jeez Kurt, why the hell are you still with that pain in the neck? I mean she is hot, but seriously? Are you not tired? She never lets you hang with us. Gary said voicing the opinion of all the men round the table.
How can you deal with someone so high maintenance? Added Brian What exactly does she do for you other than order you around? Man, youre on a short leash!
KKKUUUUUURRRRTTTT! screeched the voice as it forced its way toward them before finally finding a way through the huge body of people milling around. There you are Kurt. Why
Maturity Instrumentality ProjectMaturity Instrumentality ProjectMaturity Instrumentality Project3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
An Evangelion AR Sequel
It was a strange feeling, looking at a creature that is completely dependent on another human being. As she saw this little body starting to wriggle around in it's small blanket, Ritsuko giggled, reaching down and tickling the belly of the girl. The baby reacted instinctively by kicking its small, pudgy legs and giggling in a high pitched tone. Her thin, purple hair was pulled into a little ponytail on top of her head, and her eyes were staring up at Ritsuko, blank and empty as her mind was at that moment. One of her small hand curled up into a fist before her thumb found its way to her mouth, while her other hand reached out, trying to grab on to Ritsuko's fingers.
Ritsuko reacted by reaching around her small abdomen and lifting her up, holding her over her head. "My, you are a little bundle of energy tonight, aren't you Misato-chan?" Ritsuko said, in a sweet voice as she bounced the small bundle in the air. Misato responded by
Sofia Vergara TGSofia Vergara TG3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mitch couldn't believe it, the one day he finally decided to come to the mall to get some clothes, it's packed! He decided to go on in, knowing that if he didn't go in then, then it would be another month before he went back out. Mitch walked through the door and past a few stores, and surprisingly there wasn't but a few people in the stores. Mitch caught a glimpse of himself in one of the glass panes in the front of one store, he looked rather shaggy with his matted blonde hair and raggedy clothes, but that's why he was here. He kept on going through, hoping that those cars were there for somewhere else, and that he could get into Seirots Clothing without much trouble. When Mitch rounded the corner his fears were confirmed, Seirots was full of people. They were like a riot almost and for what reason? As he came closer he realized that the crowd was all women. He looked around, trying to see if the mall had some explanation for this, and it did. Apparently Sofia Vergara was launching h
Animated World: Drawn In TG - Part 4Animated World: Drawn In - Part 4Animated World: Drawn In TG - Part 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I gently leaned on a row of dresses. It occurred to me that I could tell my friends, but the prospect felt even more uncomfortable than mentioning it to my family did. I really had no clue what would happen now. It was doubtful I'd become the excitable, colored blur my sister was. I also couldn't quite imagine myself as Parker. She was nice though. Then there was Allison. I could be like her. The thought put a shiver down my back, especially when I realized my hands were actually smaller than hers (since she'd also tried the extra-small on and it was too snug).
I'd be the little sister. I paused on that thought. Me like Candace's little sister with mom and me seeing eye to eye.
I'd still huddle under a mound of covers, trying to beat back the press of morning rays through the side window of my room. My feet would be buried in my bed like the deep end of the pool. I'd have to cling to tightly. Candace would have no regard for my sleep, as usual.
BoxedDolly stood in a cruel pink cardboard prison with a thin plastic wall separating her from the world outside. She saw toys moving outside her box, and saw persons making them move. They were being played with! But Dolly was in her box, out of sight and out of mind to the persons already playing. And she could only wonder why those other toys were allowed to be free while she was stuck in a box.Boxed2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She wasn’t always stuck in a pink box with twist ties around her plastic wrists and feet trapped inside layers of cardboard. There was a time that Dolly remembered where she could even move on her own. That confused her -- how could she move on her own? Only people could do that. But that’s what she remembered, even if it didn’t make much sense. As she watched the milieu of people and dolls, a part of her plastic brain drifted away and she thought about that strange time when she could move and talk and decide things on her own.
She remembered -- remembered walking into the stor
Animated World: Drawn In TG - Part 1Animated World: Drawn InAnimated World: Drawn In TG - Part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Kenny! It's after twelve! How can you stay in bed all day?!"
I blinked my eyes open from what I was sure was one of the best dreams I'd ever had to the pouting visage of my younger sister, Candace.
Her huge, green eyes gave a visible twitch.
I muttered something into my pillow and tossed a hand in her direction. But she wasn't going leave me alone. First, came the prodding with her hands, then the poking with her feet, then finally, the drops of water on my neck.
"You promised to take me to the mall today after lunch!"
I vaguely remembered such a promise from several nights ago and sat up rubbing my neck to get the water off. My sister stood before me, framed by the dark, pen lines which surrounded her body, her arms folded, and awaited my answer.
With a sigh, I brushed my hair back and nodded. That was all the affirmation she needed. I was promptly seized by her almond-pink arm and dragged forcibly from bed and to the floor. Before I could look up, she
Miranda's New Life Part 7Miranda woke up suddenly. Taking a deep breath Miranda noticed that once again the angle of the beams of reddish-orange hue of the sun was a telltale sign on the coming night would upon her soon. Stretching out her four arms and yawning Miranda had become use to having an extra set of arms and breasts to along with an actual snake tail. "It still is kind of strange if I think about it," thought Miranda and she unwound herself from her sleeping coil position.Miranda's New Life Part 73 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sticking her head out of the crawl hole she had entered Miranda looked around. Turning to the west a sun beam caught her directly in the eye. Miranda immediately turned away in alarm and covered her eyes with her upper left arm as she hissed. A moment later her eye sight fully returned to her. Blinking several times Miranda regained her bearings and slithered out of her makeshift hiding place and into the forest.
In the setting sun