The 12 Days of ChristmasThe lights on the stage come on and the audience claps. Sadie, Carter, Anubis, Horus, Isis, Amos, Osiris, Zia, Nephthys, Desjardins, and Caliga walk in, smiling at the audience. Set peeks out from around the curtain and groans, slinking out onto the stage and hiding behind the group.The 12 Days of Christmas4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sadie: Okay! We're going to do a very special thing for you! We're all going to sing the 12 days of Christmas, Egyptian Mythology Style!
Horus: Can't we just kill Set and SAY we sang the song?!
Set: Watch it, Falcon Boy!
Anubis: Let's just get it over with.
Sadie: On the 1st day of Christmas, my uncle gave to me A monkey eating flamingos!
Carter: On the 2nd day of Christmas, my enemy gave to me 2 serpopards and a monkey eating flamingos!
Anubis: On the 3rd day of Christmas, my true love gave to me 3 Jackals, 2 serpopards and a monkey eating flamingos!
Horus: On the 4th day of Christmas, my uncle gave to me 4 falcons, 3 Jackals, 2 serpopards and a monkey
Brooklyn, Meet Pepper SprayBrooklyn, in his (comparatively) young age of 38, had seen and experienced a great many things both on and off the battlefield. On the battlefield, he had seen everything from swords, maces, and arrows, to catapults and magic; and he had come to both know and understand these weapons intimately at his time at Castle Wyvern.Brooklyn, Meet Pepper Spray3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
None of it prepared him for one woman with a can.
He was currently sitting down in Elisa's kitchen, tears streaming down his face and rubbing his eyes because they burned with the wrath of Hell, or what he assumed Hell would feel like. He knew his rookery brothers, Lexington and Broadway, were concerned for their friend and that Goliath was also standing in Elisa's kitchen trying to fully understand what exactly happened.
"The woman freaked out! She attacked Brooklyn with some sort of sorcery!" Broadway cried out, voice raised in his upset state.
"It wasn't magic; it was some sort of can. I think she thought Bro
Taming of another cat.Pole Cat stalked the near empty streets of Manhattan, it was 3am and Lara had no seen no sign of Panther Girl or any other recognisable sight except her own shadow. Had Monica finally met her match at the hands of some unstoppable villain and finally been captured? Thoughts raced through her mind as she frantically turned every back alley and shady suspect upside down. The cold breeze stabbed right through her skimpy attire as she shivered with every step she took. Biting down hard on her lip, she pressed on through and retraced her steps.Taming of another cat.4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She had heard rumours of an African-American female with a black afro and a black martial arts gi prowling, Lara refused to believe other rumours that this said female was her comrade Panther Girl. But to ease her mind, walking around and not seeing such a person brought relief to her mind.
Lara's mind had wandered so much she failed to realise that she had turned into an alleyway with a dead end. She took a moment to look at the vile graffiti wrote
Animated Amalgam: KubikesA serene setting within the park, two girls were busy at play. Neither of them had yet to know of what they would do that day.Animated Amalgam: Kubikes8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The first was one of an organized establishment known as the Kids Next Door. She was a girl of petite size, caring most warmly for smiles and rainbows and all things happy. Those within that organization referred to her as Numbuh 3, but her coterie of friends in Sector V referred to her simply as Kuki Sanban.
The second was of her own coterie, being a sister to the other two. Her size even more petite, she held great power within, but still showed forth the sugar, spice, and everything nice that helped to create her. As a hero and protector of Townsville, everyone knew her as Bubbles.
The two enjoyed their playful merriment that day within the sunny and serene surroundings, playing with the latest development in toy technology: Special Rainbow Pony Monkey Pretty Team Glow plushies. Ind
A Welcome Message from Cave Johnson (Collab)Olympians, astronauts, and war heroes, welcome to Aperture Science. You may have heard of us as producers of military-grade shower curtains... or you may have heard the rumors going around about some quantum-tunneling experiments. Well, I can't say anything about those, but let me tell you, when we get those puppies up and running it is gonna take the world by storm.A Welcome Message from Cave Johnson (Collab)3 years ago in Humor More Like This
And who am I? I'm Cave Johnson, the owner of this facility, the man that bought these salt mines and turned them into the bastion of science they are today. It wasn't easy. It required ingenuity, strength and pure grit. Grit. Lots of grit. Enough grit to fill a salt mine.
But you're some fine looking people yourselves. In fact, you may be the finest batch of people to ever grace this facility. The future of science looks bright with people like you at its frontiers. Of course, that might be because you've been bombarded with an untold number of invisible radioactive particles since arriving here, but hey, who's counting? I
HopeHope5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He treaded through the path that was now reduced to mud. Not caring that how hard the rain was pouring, he wore his hood down exposing the scaly skin that resided on the left side of his face, a grim reminder of his goals. The Sun was no where insight, with the exception of very tad glimmers of light trying to break through the thick dark thunder clouds. He found a tree branch to shelter under from the harsh storm and waited. His clothes were drenched, his body rattling with cold down to the marrow, and the mutation on his face and left arm seeming to get worse. He didn't care. He was too exhausted to care.
"You're so tired Kabuto come, take a rest. You deserve it"
He really wanted to wanted to feel the sweet bliss of relaxation and put all his problems behind him. Just to rest his troubled head, even for a moment.
His eyes began to droop
"That's it relax Kabuto "
The malformed skin began to
AliveHe closes his eyes, listening to the sounds of the city around him. Without opening them, he falls backwards off the rooftop, arms outstretched. He feels like he is flying as the wind rushes over his body. His pain and his worries are forgotten as the ground rushes towards him. He shoots his grappling hook at the last minute. Swinging safely from a bloody death on the pavement. His heart beats fast and he smiles from underneath the red mask that obscures his face. He feels alive. More alive than he has had in months.Alive3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The sound of gun fire breaks him from his thoughts. His grin widens and he pauses on top of another rooftop. Ears strain to for more sounds. To determine which direction the fight is. The fingers on his left hand twitch. He is itching to bloody them. To feel the snap of bones breaking between them. He licks his lips as more gun shots are heard. He crouches on the edge, ready to fly off. East, he mentally tells himself.
He moves stealthily around the perimeter of the buildi
MeetingOtoGakure no SatoMeeting5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Blood type: A+
Detailed data: scroll 333b
Dissection results: *One more time I will have to take care of something that easy, it will damn me.* Overusing painkillers. Mutation was rejected. Immediate cause of death: biting off tongue and choked by own blood. *At least that was interesting*
For Kabuto the day was terrible. Well, not because of the weather, because provided there are no storms which are causing of ducking or sharp frosts it was impossible to know what is happening outside when they were in basements here. After all in spite of the ignorance of weather conditions the day was terrible. Why?
Papers. Entire pile of papers. Mountain of papers. And still more left about around this top. And probably, if they would look for well something would still be found. And he had to deal with them, because how Orochimaru managed already to tell him, bumping his shoulder badly &
"For Morgana"SHUT UP!"For Morgana"6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I dont wanna hear it! Not now.
Rina cowered at Carths aggressiveness, his shouting, accusing tone. His fists were clenched; she squeezed her eyes shut. The cockpit of the Ebon Hawk (the ship was now into its second evening on Manaan) was soundproofed would anyone hear her if she screamed? Pah, nobody would come anyway, except perhaps Mission. Oh, Mission. She was the only one who fully forgave her for being... no. She would not accept that she was who Bastila had told her she was.
Rina waited for the impact, the sound of knuckles on cheek, but it did not come. She had underestimated him; he had more self control than she had previously thought. Cracking open her eyes just as Carth took a menacing step towards her, his deep brown eyes shining murder, Rina stumbled backwards and fell. Slamming her arms back to attempt to stop herself, she landed on her arse and stared up at him with pleading eyes. Tears cr
KP - Diary of Kim CH1Diary of KimKP - Diary of Kim CH16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter One - Diary of Kim
Ronald Stoppable was angry.
Scratch that, he was furious. He stared down at his girlfriend of almost a decade, fists practically trembling with fury. Kim stared back at him, stunned. A framed picture was clutched tight to her breast.
She hadn't meant for him to hear any of the quiet "I love you's" and the "Why didn't I choose you's?" She wasn't heartless; the girl never wanted to hurt him as badly as he seemed to be hurt right now.
Ron strode to her and snatched the frame from her hand to glare at it. It was a simple black-and-white picture, similar to those one got in a photo booth. There were two beaming women in the picture, one with dark raven hair and albino-colored skin...
Shego... That name was his bane, he was sure of it! As an adolescent, the woman plagued his nightmares, and now she seemed to haunt Kim's dreams.
"If I had to," he whispered hoarsely, making Kim wince at the raw emotion in her boyfriend's voice, "I would put
Animated Amalgam: BandurcepThe City of Townsville...Animated Amalgam: Bandurcep8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
...has nothing to do with this story.
More specifically, this tale revolves around two particular little girls, one of which actually hails from the aforementioned city, the other residing within an esoteric town known as Endsville.
Everything had started when the a call was brought forth to the Utonium residence. Getting right to the point, the caller had asked for the presence of only one member of the hero team known as the Powerpuff Girls: Buttercup. With an assurance that her visit would be well worthwhile, the brashest of the three went out to find this caller, curious as to the reason for the clandestine confrontation.
Arriving at the address given, Buttercup flew into the window of the room specified. The fact that it was already open was evidence enough that she had arrived at the right place.
"So nice of you to come. I see that you had no problem getting her, what with your powers and all."
Take Two AspirinsThe ageing leader of Konoha gnarled the end of his pipe with his dentures. He looked at the four little idiots and their leader who instigated such chaos and stood nervously before him. The leader of the troupe stood awkwardly on his feet, favouring his left side, which made sense his right leg, was sprinkled with fresh burns. The Third Hokage shook his head, his wide brimmed hat shadowing his eyes and decided to continue his 'chewing out'. "And after you took the exploding tags from the weapons supply office... why did you decide to plant them in your classroom?" Sandaime growled his eyes raking over a cringing Touji Mizuki, a sooty Mitarashi Anko, a bleeding from the nose Kamizuki Izumo and a weeping Hagane Kotetsu (his mother was going to have kittens when she found out what he had done). Finally his gaze rested on a stubborn Umino Iruka cherry red burns covering the right side of his torso.Take Two Aspirins8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He didn't receive an answer as the children decided to look anywhere but at him, thei
A Mid-Spring's PonderingEyrie Building, ManhattanA Mid-Spring's Pondering7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Owen Burnett stood stoically as ever as the sun set behind the skyscrapers of Manhattan. He stood on what served as the main balcony of the Scottish Wyvern Castle, flanked on all sides by stone gargoyles. Instead of their usual perch, the seven were frozen in a semi-circle as if paused in a conversation. A heated one, if the facial expressions could be judged.
Once the last rays dipped below the horizon, the monuments surrounding the majordomo began to crack. One by one, each statue's rocky hide began to break away, accompanied by animalistic roars. Seven flesh and blood figures soon stood where once there were seven stone.
Owen stepped up to the large lavender gargoyle, Goliath, and nodded. Good evening. Mr. Xanatos sends his regards, but he and Mrs. Xanatos have stepped out for the evening.
A deep, almost threatening growl came from Goliath's throat. We were discussing
A Day In The LifeMr. Artist scratched away happily with his pencil, turning round occasionally to take a look at his sleeping subject. His thoughts had taken on a voice akin to a nature documentary commentator, drawling on in the background as he focused on his drawing.A Day In The Life5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When observing, it pays to know the habits of your subject
Boy, was he lucky in that respect, his characters had found some rather fangirling comments and adult fan art, and he had been immediately blamed. Good thing he knew that no one would enter the room of a sleeping Kabuto, or at that moment he may have suffered a mild case of death.
For example, knowing that a certain tea makes someone sleepy, and that a certain medic-nin pulled an all-nighter last night can do wonders for ones sense of security
He peeked above the mattress again, still smiling. That is, until his eyes meet the now very angry, and very open ones of his subject. As soon as that fact was duly noted in his brain, the carefree grin was re
J.M.A Chpt 1: Soul of FireJustice Men of AvengersJ.M.A Chpt 1: Soul of Fire7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I do not own any of the characters featured in D.C and Marvel Comics, I do not own the idea of fusing their universes together, and all I own are the fused forms featured here.
Chapter One: Soul of Fire, Speed of Lightning
Sitting in the hospital waiting room was 17 year old, Barry Blaze. He had brown hair and was wearing a dark red jump suit; sitting next to him was a yellow helmet with a red lightning bolt on it. Barry was reading a comic book, The Ghostly Flash. It was about a hero named Carter Garrick from the wild west transported into the 1930's who had accidentally been given super speed.
Even though he looked as though he was calmly reading the comic, Barry was actually worrying about his father and about the argument he had with him before the accident. Barry's father had wanted him to become a motorcycle stunt man just like him, but Barry had wanted to become a motorcycle policeman, needless to say they had gotten
At Last...Kabuto looked down at his left arm, tracing over the purple scales absentmindedly. Since Orochimaru's death, the scales had been slowly consuming the rest of his body. Except for his right arm and the right side of his face, his body was covered in serpentine scales. Kabuto knew that he wouldn't be alive much longer, sensing Orochimaru's presence within himself as he watched the blood red sun as it sank over the horizon. As the blazing summer sun died, so did his last shred of happiness. A single crystalline tear rolled down Kabuto's cheek as he realized that his mistakes had cost him any chance of independence and freedom, and that soon, his soul would once again be captured by the master he wished he could escape.At Last...5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A bluebird landed in a nearby tree, chirping happily as twilight submitted to dusk. Watching the happy, delicate creature gave Kabuto a spark of hope, and he contemplated escaping Konoha and starting over in another far away land. A small smile graced his lips as realized t
In The House Of JadisThe Dryad entered Narnian air space. The frigid temperatures hindered her passage. She went as far as she dared before materializing again.In The House Of Jadis5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
There was a gleam in the trees. She made her way through to the clearing.
It was the Lantern. High above her its faint cheery glow softly lit the snow-filled glade. But there was no cheer in the heart of the Dryad
She wanted to weep. She wanted to scream to the skies.
Athalia had desired all her life to see one of the sights of Old Narnia. The vast plain at the Ford of Beruna. The Stone Table, with its laws and Deep Magic engraved. Or even the castle of Cair Paravel.
But here was the monument to Narnia's founding. Jadis had tried to cave the Lion's Head in with a section of iron lamppost from the World of Adam and Eve-or so the story said.
Athalia put her hand on the cold iron pole. There was no sense of life-like when she earlier touched the little birch sapling. It was an artifact of his world-her Ronald-but it had none of his warmth.
The old tal
Therapy, Chapter IAs the guard leads my next patient into my office I prepare myself for the inevitable mental battle. He takes his seat without being asked to, eyes casually roaming the room, refusing to look at me. "How are you today, Professor Crane?"Therapy, Chapter I4 years ago in Drama More Like This
"How would you be, forced to live out your days in this miserable excuse for a hospital? You make a mockery of me by insisting I stay here."
"I believe you deserve to be offered an opportunity for rehabilitation."
"Really? Have you invented a cure for a shitty childhood? An inoculation against bullies? Have you rounded up all the fools of the world and done away with them in the gas chambers? I have done more to improve society than you have with your ideals about 'rehabilitation.'"
I must fight to suppress a sigh of annoyance, which would only encourage him. Does he truly believe what he says, or is it simply an excuse for his antisocial behavior? Perhaps this session will be the one which will offer me an answer. "Society will always have its bullies,
Inquisitor and His AssassinThe day had been painfully long.Inquisitor and His Assassin6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
My persecution of the heretic Enzius Kalan still continued. He was proving to be a ghost when it came to tracking him. I'd sent off the majority of my acolytes, to investigate his whereabouts, as I needed to review the current facts and evidence. Henrich, my interrogator, could surely hunt the wretched snake down.
I retired to my estate in Saint Andreas Hive, soon after I saw my men off the planet. I kept only a skeleton crew with me, consisting of my savant and my home's security detail.
The most pressing matter at hand was Kalan's means of transportation; we had collected space traffic records from the various systems he was known to have been in, from which we likely could gather a pattern. As each list counted thousands of ships, entering and leaving, I had left my savant to the work of comparing them.
Meanwhile, as I awaited the completion of his work, I settled into my private quarters. The day's news lay on my desk, placed there by my maids. I to
Animated Amalgam: VenetaWithin the confines of a large city, two families had come together yet again, this time meeting at the Capsule Corp. headquarters for a private endeavor.Animated Amalgam: Veneta8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Dammit, will you get it right already?"
The blonde fighter adjusted his gloves as he gave his response to the hot headed Saiya-jin.
"Hey, don't worry about me; I know what I'm doing by now. You had better work on your own form before trying to correct me."
In the open grounds behind the building, the two men argued with each other over who was doing what right. Upon the deck that was next to the building, the wives of the two watched on at their antics.
"Gee, Bulma, he sure does seem to always be upset over something."
"Yeah, that's Vegeta alright," Bulma responded, looking over to her newfound friend, "though you have to admit, Eliza, your man's kind of cocky as well."
"Sure, I'll admit to it. For quite some time now, Ken has been considered to be the best fighters around, only one man alive ever be
A Small Problem Chp. 4Darkness. It was all over the place. You could barely see your hand in front of your face. It made you seriously consider turning back around and running upstairs like your life depended on it.A Small Problem Chp. 44 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
No, you were determined to find something useful in the basement. You stumbled into a wall and your shoulder scraped against something. Based on the shape of it, you figured that it wa the light-switch. You reached up and pressed your fingers under it, giving it a flick upwards.
The lights flickered on. They were dim, but at least now you could see.
"Hey, Germany! Come over here, I got the lights on." You called, but with no answer. That was strange. You started to look for him, under desks, around bookshelves, and through doors. Nothing.
"Germany? Where are you?" Your voice squeaked. It was really awful, having your voice back from when you were five. You almost didn't know it was your voice.
There was only one door left, and it was the one you had hoped to avoid. It was made of dark wood, and
Animated Amalgam: SeddmonLibrary: A place where information is stored and organized for professional, informational, and even recreational use. Only a select few ever use the place for the latter reason, and one can usually tell who those select individuals would be just by looking at them.Animated Amalgam: Seddmon8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Yet, by will of a being quite studious himself, the place would be used that day for another need: bringing together those for the sake of scientific discovery.
Earlier in the day, two individuals were summoned to meet at a table within the back of the library's mezzanine. These two boys, both having an incredible intellectual capacity, were promised an opportunity that would be both 'intellectually salubrious and delightfully lucrative.' Though both had questioned the notice that they received, but their curiosities had now been piqued, bringing them to the same location that day.
They arrived promptly, each one arriving at different entrances. Not knowing as to whom they were to
SSS Chapter 1 - x-overSSS Chapter 1 - x-over5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Seriously, how many times can they come after me?!" the dark-haired man grumbled to himself when he spotted the car parked in front of his newest apartment. He hadn't even been here for a month. Couldn't they just leave him in peace?
He shook his head as he ducked down an alley way casually. Of course they couldn't. As far as he knew, Blackbriar had been shut down just like every other government program he'd stumbled across. Did they want him for his skills for some other top secret program that had sprung up in its stead? Did they want to arrest him? Or did they want to thank him and exonerate him? Somehow he doubted that last one, as absolutely blissful as it would be to not have to worry about running anymore.
'It's my own fault,' he thought, grabbing onto a fire escape and hefting himself up onto it. 'I was the one that stayed in America. Should ha
Sasuke's DiscoverySasuke couldn't believe his eyes. Was the world coming to an end? Or was he just asleep? He pinched his arm as hard as he could and winced. It wasn't 2012 yet, was it? Was the apocalypse coming?Sasuke's Discovery5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Kabuto was talking to Mr. Artist without the use of threatening items.
Sasuke tried to listen to what they were saying, but all he heard was photos and DeviantArt. He sat down and ate his cereal. Orochimaru came in the room and saw the two. He smiled and talked with them for a few minutes before getting some toast and sitting with them.
Okay, what alternate universe was this?
Sasuke finished his food and went to his room, turned on the computer, and jumped on DeviantArt. He looked at Mr. Artist's account, but found nothing that would form a truce, permanent or not.
He got off and leaned back in his chair. He gave up and began to walk around the village.
"Sasuke-kun? What's wrong?" Orochimaru asked in passing his new student
"Nothing." He growled at the pale man and continued to walk.