Transformers Prime OC: BombardierName: Bombardier
Continuity: Transformers Prime
Preferred Combat tactics: Demolition/Grenadier
Alt Form: Police Bomb-Squad Truck
Grenade Launcher: Energy weapon that fires a main charge along with six surrounding "bomblettes" that explode around the main charge to widen the area of devastation. This weapon possesses massive splash damage potential. The weapon's shot has a slight arc to it.
Shovel: Great for digging holes, or smacking Autobots upside the head.
Fragmentation/Sticky/Cryogenic/EMP/Incineration grenades: Carries upwards of fifty grenades at any one time of differing types. Has great aim with his throws.
Shield Gauntlet: Portable light energy shield for protection from light arms fire and close range explosions. Can be used to bitch-slap an opponent if necessary.
Appearance: White and black police palette with a black "construction" hard hat. Square, blocky face with yellow eyes. Breakdown-sized build, but sho
The Burdens of Skyrim Ch-1Darkness, darkness and a low, throbbing noise. Legate Rikke had always wondered what the transition to death would be like. Painful, she had assumed, but this was nowhere near her expectations. In fact, it almost felt warm, welcoming, peaceful…The Burdens of Skyrim Ch-12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Out of nowhere, something cold touched the nape of her neck and she let out a loud shriek. Light stung her eyes, blurring her vision as shadows moved about. She swung a fist towards the shadow; sure that it was Ulfric Stormcloak or Galmar Stonefist standing over her with a blade ready to end the life she only just realized that she still clung to.
A grip like steel seized her wrist and a hand fell over her mouth while a voice that she knew, and half-loathed, half-respected; spoke with an authoritative tone. “Easy Legate, relax, no one here is trying to kill you.”
As her vision cleared and her struggles slowed she started to make out the face of the man holding her down, the unique amber eyes that only adorned the face of one m
Burdens of Skyrim 3Solitude: Proudspire ManorBurdens of Skyrim 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Jordis the Sword Maiden quietly hummed to herself as she idly turned the pages of the fifth volume of Magnus’s set of Wolf Queen. It was terribly late, and both of the other women in the mansion had long since turned in. She could hear Legate Rikke snoring right through the thick stone walls, as befitting a soldier. On that topic though, the snoring was in all likelihood why she couldn’t sleep for more than a few minutes at a time. With an irritated flick of her finger she closed the book, letting out a slight sigh. Being awake this long made her hungry, and the low rumbling from her gullet mirrored that thought.
Her gaze drifted downwards across her reclining form, lingering for a short time on the twin mounds of attention demanding cleavage that partially obstructed her line of sight on the rest of her body. Not that the rest of her hadn’t swollen, as she could feel the insides of her naked thighs rubbing against each other ever so slightl
Skyrim WG: The Chef of Breezehome 2Note: Mainly a Sequel to 'Chef of Breezehome' but it also is a sequel to Serana's story in Big Girls of Skyrim 2.Skyrim WG: The Chef of Breezehome 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
At Breezehome, in the city of Whiterun...
Five sweet-rolls, a loaf of bread, a bowl of apple cabbage stew, two baked potatoes, a boiled creme treat, half a goat cheese wheel, and a full horker loaf. That was Mjoll the Lionness' entire dinner before she finally conceded and declared herself too full to continue. With a groan and belch in near-unison, the blonde Nor d warrior leaned as far back in her chair as she could, clutching the globular gut that sat atop a pair of large, tough thighs. Empty bowls and outgrown pieces of armor were stashed on the small table to her right. In the background, the cooking flames flickered wildly, casting streaks of light and shadow through out the tiny house.
"Oooooooooh...my word, that was...a feast fit for Sovngarde..." Mjoll moaned in her usual thick accent. "Although, I may have...urp...bitten off more than I could chew...heh.
The Big Girls of SkyrimWithin the sewers beneath Riften...The Big Girls of Skyrim3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Alright, here's the job; I don't want you coming back here unless you're carrying that jeweled urn with you. Now get out of here."
Vex's sharp, cold eyes trailed the newbie's back until he disappeared through the door leading back to the Ratway. She scoffed.
"Doesn't say much, does he? Little freak."
"Aye, he's a quiet one." Vekel the Man chuckled, "But he gets the job done, and honestly, can we ask for anything more, considering how many errands you send him on?"
"Well, he's looking to make some gold, just like we all are,"
"Yeah, but with him doing your work, you've been slacking off, Vex," Delvin Mallory suddenly spoke up, "You hang around the Ragged Flagon all day, drinking ale and eating goat cheese, heh heh heh."
"Ah, and don't forget the honey nut treats and the boiled cremes!" Vekel added.
Vex narrowed her eyes, glaring murderous daggers at her companion-in-name-only. "...What're you trying to imply, Delvin? I don't normally care about what
Big Girls of Skyrim 2In the Sleeping Giant Inn of Riverwood...Big Girls of Skyrim 23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Delphine had finally received her call to arms. So many years after the Blades disbanded, when the White-Gold Concordot first came into place, it was finally time for her to pick up her blade again and charge into the battlefield. With the return of Alduin and the revival of the Dragons, all of Skyrim was in great danger. The Dovahkiin may have taken care of the Dragons' leader, but they still existed in Skyrim, ever present in the skies above. Delphine had been working as a innkeeper in Riverwood for years, and while she had grown to appreciate her quiet life, she knew she would never forgive herself if she just stood by as the fire-spewing monsters raged across her beloved land. It was a Blade's duty to battle the winged beasts, after all.
Delphine turned to her lone employee and said, "Orgnar, I want you to watch the inn for me for a while."
"You going out somewhere?"
"Alright, then. Be careful."
Delphine entered the only
The Chef of BreezehomeSkyrim WG drabble:The Chef of Breezehome3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Lady Dovahkiin burst forth from the ruins of Ustengrav with Lydia close behind; they were both panting heavily, their faces and armor covered in soot, dust and sweat, as well as a little blood. The two of them immediately slumped down using a nearby pillar for support, still struggling to catch a breath. Their swords and shields were carelessly thrown out of their hands just to lighten the load. Dovahkiin was the one to speak first, and she wasn't happy. Not in the slightest.
"What...what was that, Lydia?" She shouted at her housecarl.
"I'm sorry...my Thane...I...I was just...trying to do my duty...I am sworn to carry your burdens, after all," Lydia squeaked out in the tiniest of voices. She was so embarrassed, mortified even. She had made so many mistakes during their trek into the dungeon, it forced the two of them to abandon plans and escape. She had triggered every trap, she had gotten in the way of the Dovahkiin's attacks, and she had dropped many items her Than
The Minion Mistress - Chapter 23 P1Chapter 23 Shade LadyThe Minion Mistress - Chapter 23 P13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was early in the morning when the hammer blows stopped.
Not that Giblet had any idea of that, of course. In his domain the red light of the lava and the fire pits always shone, and he wouldnŽt want it any other way even when he slept, heŽd know if theyŽd be extinguished.
The master blacksmith dipped his creation in the cold bath next to his huge anvil, waited until the metal didnŽt glow red anymore and then combined it with several other pieces of metal. Then he took his hands off it, lifted his steel visor and nodded contently.
He jumped off the platform at the anvil, lay his hammer across his shoulder and strolled over to one of the two enormous fire pits, where brown Minions were busy hammering out and melting down pieces of armour even now. Giblet left all that to his helpers now he was busy with the big project for the Master, which had to be ready for the siege on Arcadiopolis. The project heŽd be able to continue now the smaller work
The Minion Mistress - Chapter 23 P2In the meantime Sayron used the massive weight of his mount to free a path to the shores of the lake. From the ground it was an imposing view; the murky water outstretched to all sides, but was largely obscured by hundreds of mangrove root systems. The treetops above the water cast ominous shadows across the surface.The Minion Mistress - Chapter 23 P23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Above it all rose Fay´s tree palace. From here, that massive crown overshadowed everything. Paths and stairs ran along the trunk, and smaller homes had been embedded in it. In the shadow of the highest branches golden lights zipped around like fireflies.
Ruau rammed his way through the last elven army, determined to reach the bridge. Two dryads swept their vines towards him, but he gave a tug with his head as soon as they wrapped themselves around his horns, so they lost their balance and were helplessly dragged to Sayron. The Overlord decapitated the first, and ripped open the second, from her neck to the roots. White sap burst from their bodies and splattered on hi
The Minion Mistress - Chapter 21 P1Chapter 21 All is Fair in Love and WarThe Minion Mistress - Chapter 21 P14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A darkened arbor, speckled with floating lights of blue, green and gold, but lighting up as a slender figure entered. The lights glowed more brightly in reaction to her presence.
It was midnight as Fay placed the dragon leather sack onto the ground beneath a protecting canopy and spread her hands. In answer, all the shards flew out, up, and started circling around each other slowly.
The Queen moved her fingers, took a deep breath and softly started to sing. Her voice formed ancient words, describing how the Heart would be healed and in which ways the shards should fit together. The nacre fragments tumbled around each other, turned, and then started fitting together by themselves. Each time a new shard joined the healing mass a clear tone resounded, blending into Fay's song, and the air became increasingly bright under the canopy, as if dawn was breaking.
Lower, in the arbors, two Minions looked up at the flickering light, thei
Stella and Ben"You know... I just don't think this is working out." Stella said in a flat tone, as her date stared at her on the front lawn of her apartment complex.Stella and Ben2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"But... Why? I mean, we had a wonderful dinner, and I-" Her date stammered, until Stella interrupted him.
"If by wonderful dinner you mean, you kept ordering food after I insisted I was full and then got mad at me for not eating it, then yeah, sure. But I, for one, don't enjoy having things pushed on me. Sorry." And with that, Stella walked inside, leaving the poor chap to sadly walk to his car, alone and dejected. Stella knocked twice on the door of the apartment, only to hear some loud shuffling from within.
"Just a... Second!" Beth's voice cried out from inside, as Stella crossed her arms impatiently. At some point, she was going to have to talk to Beth about this horrible sexual escapades her and Kyle insisted on having in their shared apartment- it was getting a bit ridiculous.
Her Royal Softness- Introduction.The sun was setting on an amber-tinted evening in the capital city of Serenia, as its rays reached lazily through the gilded window of the noble’s chambers. As she reached for another chocolate swirl, Evalani knew that she was starting to get chubby, but at this point, she didn’t care. So far removed was she from her normal life in America, where she was a normal teenage girl from an upper-class upbringing, that nothing would surprise her much anymore. Her family had recently moved from the United States, where they were successful bankers back to their ancestral home which at the time they had fled from, as it was embroiled in a lengthy civil war. As she chewed apart the rich chocolate treat, she thought back to the story her father told her about recent events here, and why they had moved.Her Royal Softness- Introduction.1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Serenian civil war had gone on for several years with neither side willing to give in, as the former dictator’s government refused to give up power when it was time, ins
Potbelly We'd liked each other for a long time. But one day, it just sort of erupted.Potbelly2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
At the sound of Elise's voice, my view darted upwards, making a brief stop at her body before finishing at her face.
"Hey!" I said, smiling. I'd had quite the crush on my coworker since the beginning of my employment here. She was sweet, thoughtful and funny, and we'd always had a lot in common. Not to mention the fact that she was gorgeous, in my opinion. Her appearance was unique. It was undeniably eye-catching, and it was exactly the kind that drove me wild for a girl.
"Sleep well?" She giggled. It was the beginning of the day. I was yawning, but when it broke, a smile was exposed.
"Yeah," I said. Our tones were playful. "Of course. After yesterday's shift, I couldn't have done much else if I tried. And yourself?" She had quickly inherited my yawn. Hers too broke against a grin.
"Could've been better. Could've been worse." She poked my chest. "Doesn't really matter. I'm g
The Minion Mistress - Chapter 21 P2Jinx was going as fast as she could, groaning with the pain in her hands and arms, but barely granting herself time to heal them. She sprinted along the walls, dodging protrusions and plants, and every now and then she could feel how they were being heated by the flames of the beast pursuing her.The Minion Mistress - Chapter 21 P24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Then the rock face shivered beneath her hands. She looked back.
The Salamander King had joined her on the wall; his great head stared at her at an angle now, as his claws crushed the rock in his fury. And with that her problems werenŽt at an end; below them the ground was rapidly falling away. Jinx looked down and started; she could see water shimmering in the gloomy depths. She hoped the rest could follow.
But naturally, that worry paled in the light of what was now directly behind her... a gigantic, devouring, fire-breathing gecko growing angrier with the second. Jinx avoided a hissing blast of fire by jumping to the other wall she was nearly at the cave ceiling, and the walls were cl
princess peach becomes evil 2peach becomes evil!!!!!!! part 2- SUPER MARIO FANFIC STORYprincess peach becomes evil 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
this is part 2 the story about princess peach becoming evil.we left of from the part where peach jsut woke up in bowser's castle and started strangling him.note:i dont own any mario characters.all belong to nintendo.
bowser:let me go,ill tell you where you are,jsut let me go.
peach:you better(her voice now sounds dark and dreary because of bowser's dna)
she releases him.
bowser:thank you.koopa wizard.left me have a word with you.listen princess ill talk to you in a second
peachrincess???why did you call me that.whos koopa wizard
bowser:just hold on for a minute.I will explain everything.koopa wizard.come here.him and the wizard go over to a corner where peach cant see them
bowserkay,why does she look weird like that.why does she have scales and yellow eyes.
koopa wizard:well, it seems your dna must have affected her appearance.your repitle dna affected her human dna and made her a mixed species.
bowser:well, i like the chan
Fat Girl's Gotta EatThere was nothing so cruel as the Friday sales meeting. If it had been any other day of the week it would have been just boring, but the 2:00 PM sales meeting with the weekend in sight never failed to drag on interminably. Peter was surprised that more people hadn't thrown themselves off the roof of the building due to the meeting's grinding monotony. It was that much of a waste of time.Fat Girl's Gotta Eat3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
As usual, Peter was the first one in the conference room. Everyone else dragged their feet in getting there, but Peter was punctual by habit. At least this way he could get a seat down the table and away from his boss Dave, but not so far away that he'd probably get called on frequently to make sure he was still paying attention.
"Hey Pete, what up?" Gina said as she breezed into the conference room. Gina was one of his fellow sales reps and a bright presence in the office. Though she got her work done, Gina was usually good for some light banter to break up the tedium of the day. She had wavy brown ha
The Minion Mistress - Chapter 2Chapter 2 NordbergThe Minion Mistress - Chapter 26 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The way down was easier. For Kniff. The brown Minion slid his way down the stairs for most of the way, while Jinx followed in a much slower pace but running and tripping when she realized how far she was behind on him.
Still, when she got down she wasn´t as out of breath as after she´d gotten up in the private quarters. However she did gasp for breath as soon as she got back into the throne room. This time it was of surprise.
When both her feet were on the black marble, the entire hall exploded before her eyes a soundless explosion of blue light. Pure bolts of azure magic played along every surface, and the girl and Minion Kniff´s ears and the jagged edge of his knife, Jinx´ hair and clothes. Then, just as suddenly as it´d started, it was over. But something had changed, down in the great hall.
There, directly beneath the portal and in a wide circle of Minions, was the armoured man Jinx had seen earlier in t
The Minion Mistress - Chapter 1Chapter 1 The NetherworldThe Minion Mistress - Chapter 16 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
There was a hazy image. It wasn´t exactly clear what it was, and neither was the fact who did the perceiving. There was mainly pain. After that, there was mainly darkness. That was quite an improvement, really.
When there was a hazy image for the second time, things had slightly improved. This time some more information made it through, such as the little yellow lights all over the image. There also seemed to be joyful sounds. And there seemed to be a dark form, approaching her through the yellow lights. The voice didn´t seem. The voice was there, loud and clear, even if it sounded like it came from underwater muffled and gurgling in a strange way.
I see it´s awake, the voice spoke with a quite depressed tone.
Not it! Her! sounded another, far more cheerful voice. This voice was similar to the watery voice. Is female. Like Mistresses!
But this no Mistress, a second cheery voice
Cassidy IThe mediocrity that was today was killing my soul. After sitting through a Speech class staring out the window and sitting through a German class next to my ex, I was flat out, straight up ready for lunch and a nice conversation with my friends. I rushed out in the hall, ran to my locker when it hit me- my friends were all sick or had the other lunch today. Great. Sweet Jesus great.Cassidy I1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I trudged down the hall, heading towards another depressing lunch. I grabbed a grilled chicken sandwich (part of our school trying to encourage us to eat healthy) and a bottle of Pepsi (why they’re failing at it) and then I almost ran her over.
There she was, luscious dark hair falling onto her soft back, her plumped rear generously swinging in front of me, her thighs jiggling. Her shirt was showing her generous cleavage and showed off her belly. A tight cardigan stuck to her thick arms as she smiled at me, showing dimples and a slight double chin. She had a high, sweet voice, too. “Oh, I’
Little Piggy Poor girl. Where'd that bikini body go? As you prepare for another summer vacation, trying on all your old swimwear, isn't it sad to see that none of it quite fits like it used to?Little Piggy2 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
High school was great for you. Lots of boys liked you. You were thin, but your boobs had grown in a bit early, and that full chest was like catnip for horny teens. Other girls were jealous of your slender, busty form, your tight ass and your thigh gap. Back then, a fit body translated to a lot of power among your peers; power which, I'm sorry to say, is no longer yours.
Look at you! Look what college has done to your figure!
The freshman fifteen struck you like lightning, didn't it? Fast food and junk food, day in and day out. You didn't miss mommy's cooking until the first pair of jeans didn't fit. You figured it was a phase, and that you'd shake it off by summer break. And then, before you knew it, your sweatpants were the
Hunger of A Dovah 1 (PREVIEW)Skyrim. The land of the proud men and women who are known as the Nords. A frozen and bitter land as tough and unforgiving as it's hardiest inhabitants. Over the past few years it has become a haven of sorts for refugees looking for a stable home after stirring events such as the Oblivion Crisis and the Great War. Yet the Nords took great offense to this, and shunned the newxomers, having particular scorn for the dark elves, who they viewed as scabs and spies for the Altmer. Many sympathized with the plight of the Dunmer, who has lost their homes and were forced intoa strange new land because of it. Yet the radical Nords took it upon themselves to liberate Skyrim from the foreign filth and show, once and for all, that Skyrim belonged to the Nords.Hunger of A Dovah 1 (PREVIEW)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
That was all six months ago when the rebellion finally quelled and the movement known as the Stormcloaks was shattered after the death of their leader, Ulfric. Nowadays, the hero of the Empire, also more famously known as the Dragon
Cassidy Comes OutAs she and her girlfriend piled into Cassidy's car, Bonnie couldn't contain her excitement. "So this is happening? Your parents are totally fine with you bringing me home for Thanksgiving?"Cassidy Comes Out10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cassidy winced, brushing her long red hair from her eyes. She looked straight ahead, avoiding the gleeful grin of her girlfriend, and hesitated before admitting, "They're, uh, fine with me bringing my best friend in the world home, yeah..."
Bonnie's forehead wrinkled. She'd caught the emphasis, "What?"
Cass blushed, embarassed, "I told them that you were my best friend and you had nowhere to go for Thanksgiving, and they said it would be okay if you came..."
The reality of what Cassidy was saying hit Bonnie all at once, "You... haven't told them."
Cassidy looked intently at the corner of her dasboard, "I'm not ashamed or anything, it's just this is all so new, and I just... don't really know how to tell anybody."
Bonnie reached over, putting her hands onto the exposed skin of Cassidy's soft,
Smash Bros: Big Princess, Bigger Queen - Prologue"Agh...!"Smash Bros: Big Princess, Bigger Queen - Prologue6 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Lucina was sent flying back. Her sword had barely managed to get in between her and the blow in time, but it hadn't been enough. Even though she suffered no direct damage from the strike, the sheer force of it alone had been strong enough to lift her off of her feet, into the air, and hurtling backward like a helpless piece of tumbleweed. She flew several feet before catching herself; she got one foot positioned onto the ground, then the other, and she leaned forward with her left hand to slide herself to a skidding stop, kicking up a wave of dust in her wake. She stopped just short of colliding with the prone body of her father Chrom, who was lying helpless on the ground, barely conscious and his sword far flung into some other section of the arena. Lucina stood herself up on shaky legs, but they trembled not from any sense of fear but from the exhaustion that was wracking her every nerve. She could only take in and let out air in short, hollow gasps; she had always trained
Julia's Fattening Adventures- Chapter 1.Julia sat back up in her own bed after letting her mind wander into the past few days, the cracks of light pouring in through her window reminded her that it was time to get going for the day. She had be reminiscing about that night at Rachel’s house, after stuffing herself silly on her friend’s delicious food. “Maybe if she wasn’t such a good cook” Julia thought, pulling her pajama pants off, “then I wouldn’t have stuffed myself until my pants burst” as if on cue feeling the familiar tightness of her day-clothes pants around her thighs. It was a fun time anyway, she thought. Recently, she had come to terms with the feelings she had about her weight gain; that it felt far too good to stop. She liked having a full belly, and how the extra layers of pudge felt on her body when she laid down, and moved, like everything was more comfortable, and it felt more natural to her than being skinny like she was.Julia's Fattening Adventures- Chapter 1.3 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Still, Julia thought, there was
The Fairytale Curse (Weight Gain Fiction)The Fairytale Curse Weight Gain FictionThe Fairytale Curse (Weight Gain Fiction)3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Terry was a nice kid. He came from a wealthy family, was athletic, thin, and wanted by many girls in the land. But none of them suited him. They just weren't appealing to him, and he rejected all their hands in marriage. He searched and searched, but never found the girl for him.
Terry was at a party. A ball of some of the finest nobles in the land. He was bored there. The girls were flustering all over him, but he honestly didn't care. He hand't found anybody interesting. Halfway through the party, Terry went to the bathroom. Going up the fine steps to the second floor, he was not able to find himself a restroom that was empty, so he decided to go upstairs. He opened the door and heard a scurrying of feet. That wasn't right, all the nobles daughters were down at the ball, and the servants were all working the night. There shouldn't be anyone upstairs, he thought to himself. He went up the stairs, and saw a small room. He opened the door, and was