Nightmare UMVC3 MovesetNightmare UMVC3 Moveset3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Ultimate Marvel vs. Capcom 3 Moveset:
Species: Evil Spirit/Sword
Game Series: Soul Series
First Appearance: Soul Edge (1995)
Health: 1,050,000 HP Points
Voice Actor: Patrick Ryan
Power Ranking (Out of 7)
Energy Projection: 5
Fighting Ability: 7
Assist Alpha: Soul Edge Guillotine (Direct, Tilt Down)
Assist HC: Soul Explosion
Assist Beta: Soul Edge Spear (Direct, Front)
Assist HC: Soul Explosion
Assist Gamma: Soul Wave (Direct, Instant)
Assist HC: Soul Explosion
There was a time when a man named Siegfried Schtauffen took control of the Soul Edge, becoming powerless under the power of the blade. He eventually was able to retrieve his mentality and used the power of the holy blade Soul Calibur in order to save his body. He was separated from his Nightmare form and became the new wielder of Soul Calibur, while Inferno made a pact with Zasalmel, who made him a new body of his own. Thus Nightmare was born
EndermanAs the young blond traced small details onto her map, she wiped a bit of sweat from her brow. For early fall, it sure was hot... Or perhaps that was just the heat of the furnace getting to her? Sighing, Fleet dropped her quill and stood up, dragging her hand through her short, fluffy hair. The day had been long, and the evidence of this was all over her body- Dirty clothes, a small smudge of coal dust on her left cheek... Not to mention the fact that her hands were stained with ink. But all the dirt, all of that dust had been worth it. It was always worth it. Sitting back down again, she didn't even notice the sun setting as she her mind floated in the lala land that most refer to as reverie. Nor did she notice the tall shadow striding towards her house, a diamond block in hand.Enderman4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
No, Fleet was far too lost in her thoughts to even realize that she'd left the door open. Too busy thinking about how she dove down into that cave everyday, and always hauled back such a huge load. Today was th
Didn't mean to scare you, oops(Requested by Dekler :3)Didn't mean to scare you, oops3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She opened her eyes, and saw that the Enderman had backed away slightly, and was now holding out a hand to help her up. The blond stared. What... Why on earth? In utter confusion, she grabbed it's hand and let out a yelp as it hoisted her to her feet with ease and held out the diamond block she'd abandoned when she'd run away. But why? Fleet tilted her head and took the block, looking into the Enderman's eyes. It stared back and seemed to quiver a little, but it could still move. Why? Just... Why?
The answer was because it liked those big bright blue eyes, and the shiny hair. The Enderman wondered whether or not the hair was soft. Fleet didn't understand why it was staring at her hair... Did it want to pet her or someth- Her question was answered as it raised it's hand to her head and ran it through her short hair. It sent a small shock through her, jolting her body. It was indeed soft, and the Enderman could detect a
Halo-MassEffect Timeline, idea150 000 BCE .- The Protheans are the sole space-faring (Tier 1 but they can't create worlds) species on the Milky Way and they begin to establish a galaxy-wide civilization using technology left behind by those who came before them. Their technology was entirely based on Element Zero and the mass effect phenomenon.Halo-MassEffect Timeline, idea4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
120 000 BCE .- The Protheans have colonized a great part of the Milky way galaxy, using the Mass Relays and placing the leaders and the heart of their civilization on the gigantic, mysterious artifact known as The Citadel. The reapers invade the milky way, making a surprise attack on the citadel, thus fracturing the whole Prothean system.
119 500 BCE .- Most of the Prothean presence on the galaxy has been either destroyed or indoctrinated by the Reapers. Prothean scientist on planet Ilos work secretly on a way to prevent the reapers from ever coming back. A single colony ship escaped to the outer rims of the galaxy in hopes of finding a suitable planet to colonize after the
What if This Storm EndsGarrus ran into the hospital, quick on his feet. He had to get to Jane, regardless of who tried to stop him. He darted around several people, ignoring the medical staff and others that were shouting at him. He had to see Shepard, even if she was already gone, he needed to be able to see her, to hold her, just one last time. That was all he needed. The turian had heard the news of her survival, but her unlikely odds of recovery.What if This Storm Ends3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Her words rang like a bell in his mind;
'There's only so much fight in a person...only so much death you can take before...' No, he couldn't think about that. Garrus knew that Shepard was strong and he knew that she would at least try to fight against it. She was the owner of her life and her death. However, from what he had heard, this time it was different.
He wasn't ready to accept that she wasn't going to make. Jane was a fighter, it's what she lived for. She laughed at death; the Sole Survivor of Akuze, destroyer of the Collectors. She
Dear Halo: Cast Letters - Pt1Dear Halo: Cast Letters - Pt14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dear Halo - A Collection of Previously Unread Letters from Various Characters in the Halo Universe
We can't afford the high powered ammo for your chaingun, you'll have to make do with 9mm's.
Dear Rabid Kat Fans,
Get real, she's way out of your league. Also, I am just as impressive.
And I'm not made out of pixels.
Please don't seizure me.
Dear AI Allies,
WE'RE meant to be the Spartans, Legendary means YOU get hosed first, not the other way around.
Dear Dr. Halsey,
OPEN THE @"#!&$'% DOOR!
You've made quite a name for yourself haven't you?
Dear Covenant Corvette,
Tag! You're it!
Shortsword Pilot #1
Dear Frigate Grafton,
Flying within ten yards of something you plan to shoot with a Mac gun probably wasn't the smartest idea you've ever had.
So that's why our hull
Operation CHRISTMAS pt. 4Chapter 4: Converting the CommanderOperation CHRISTMAS pt. 44 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"We're ba-a-ack!" Emile sang, after kicking in the door. He marched in, with Jun following, still wiping his red eyes and muttering about a newly developed fear of shopping malls. Jorge, of course, was stuck carrying all the trappings, which consisted of many boxes, bags and random packages.
"What the "
The place was clean. Sparkling. Scary clean. It even smelled like Pine Sol, which was odd, because Pine Sol had ceased production in the 23rd century. At any rate, it was slightly eerie, also because no one was bumming around like usual. The place had been wiped clean and squared away
and decked with holly?
"Ooh! It's like that old song! Deck the halls with boughs ofOW!" Jun screeched as Emile twisted his ear. "Don't interrupt my festive song! And let go of my ear!"
"Ah, you're back," Kat said, stepping out to greet them. Emile's jaw nearly detached itself from his face and fell to the ground. She was wearing a red velvet turtl
TTK Stories: Halo Chapter 5.1TTK: Dead AirTTK Stories: Halo Chapter 5.14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Outside of the Dawn, helicopters circled the structure like vultures, some of them stopping to lower equipment or personnel. The Archangel hovered over the edge of the dig site.
A transport helicopter landed in front of the exposed belly hanger, dropping off several infantry, including Kuroko and Rokiahi. Point Teams 1 and 2 had gathered outside and were preparing to move in.
"Orders Ma'am?" the squad leader of Point-2 demanded. Rokiahi stepped up front and cleared her throat.
"Alright Point Squad, the mission is simple; get in, report and gather any vital technology associated with the ship." She looked to the entrance. God knows what awaited them when they enter. "Intel suggests the rest of Hotel Charlie might have retreated into the structure. You have permission to engage any hostiles, but capture them if possible. We clear?"
"Aye Ma'am!" They all shouted.
"Point-2, move in, the rest of you, on me!" Rokiahi shouted, looking at Kuroko. She lined up right next to
Dear Halo: Cast Letters - Pt2Dear Halo: Cast Letters - Pt24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dear Halo - A Collection of Previously Unread Letters from Various Characters in the Halo Universe
Om Nom Nom!
The Brute Chopper.
Dear Noble Six,
For a brick, you flew pretty good!
Hands off the merchandise.
Female Noble Six.
A whole lotta people.
BOOM! HEAD- No, wait.
BOOM! HE- Seriously, hold frickin' still!
Dear Spartan 117,
YOU! SHALL NOT! PASS!
343 Guilty Spark.
Dear Sergeant Johnson,
Send me out with a bang huh?
That's the last time I listen to you.
Stranded in deep space.
The entire human race.
What part of "do it quiet" involves firing a high caliber sniper rifle!?
Stealth, look it up.
Dear Covenant Battlecruiser,
Imma firin' mah...I don't even
MercerxShepard fic part 2: Human ContemplationMercerxShepard fic part 2: Human Contemplation2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Alex sat silently on his cot, carefully watching the spectacle before him. He didn't know why they gave him a cot... He never needed to sleep. Although just agreeing to everything was much easier than explaining to the crew of the Normandy why he did not need sleeping accommodations. After he and Commander Shepard toured the brand new ship (because it was just as unfamiliar to her as it was to him) Alex decided to take up residence in the cargo bay. He picked the corner that was to the right when he exited the elevator. The crew gave him a cot, a foot locker, a table that hooked to the wall, a personal computer and his own omni-tool. He enjoyed the quiet, open, emptiness of the cargo bay. It made him feel less like he was stuck in a spaceship and more like he was back in New York Zero when he was the only living thing for miles, save for a hunter or two.
The peace and quiet did not last, however, becaus
Chapter 13: Unforgotten--------------------------------------------------------------------------------Chapter 13: Unforgotten8 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Chapter Thirteen: Unforgotten
The Iliad and the Odyssey were intended as humankind's first true migration to the far reaches of space. The first two commercialized vessels ever created with Shaw-Fujikawa engines were commissioned by the Trans-Universal Emigration Association; civilian economic geniuses trying to get a foothold on what had been primarily military interests. The TUEA intended to take two thousand "ordinary" people along with another thousand specialists to a small yellow star at the far reaches of explored space. They hoped to settle on the earth-like planet in orbit of A-3317-C, forever hallmarking the TUEA as the Forefathers of spatial colonization.
Your My MonsterYour My Monster5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
You're My Monster
Author note: Okay, I'm not sure how this well turn out, but I'll do my besty best to make this interesting and in some ways romantic, humorous .. Oh what the hell I'll just make this shit as awesome as I can! . Oh and if anyone has ideas or opinions on stuff let me know... SPEAK YOUR MIND!
Chapter 1: So what part of the galaxy are you from?
Bent half over her desk, an English woman in her 20s was typing away on her laptop, mumbling in annoyance. "I hear gun shots and helicopters flying over my house everyday for the past week, I haven't slept a wink".
She yawned softly "Ever since a weird and nasty plague started spreading throughout Manhattan, my neighbors next door are just having a cow; they keep yapping about how the Government isn't doing their jobs and military trying to hide some kin
Halo: Sangheili's War Part 1 Chapter 1: Relics of DeathHalo: Sangheili's War Part 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was dawn when the storm came. The Assault Carrier Deaths Juggernaut came into orbit above Sanghelios, homeworld to the alien warrior race called Sangheili, also known by humans as Elites due to their skill and truly terrifying ferocity in combat. The Sangheili were one of the highest members of the super organization known as The Covenant, based on the homeworld High Charity of another race of alien-like creatures called SanShyuum or also known as Prophets. However, ever since a war called The Great Schism took place, genocide against the Sangheili race on High Charity and their Councilors, the Sangh
The SangheiliTHE SANGHEILIThe Sangheili5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Home System: HD 188753 (Urs, Fied, Joori)
The Sangheili (Pronounded SANG-EEL-EE), also coloquially known as Elites to Humans are a reptilian race that hail from the world Sanghelios, which is the fourth planet in the triple star system of Urs, Fied and Joori, which is known to Humans as the HD 188753 system located approximately 149 lightyears from Sol. They are an artistocratic and patriarchial based society that places personal and familial honor above all other forms of politics. The Sangheili are most identifiable by their four mandibles which each have teeth on them. Up until late 2552, the Sangheili have been enemies of the UNSC, but after the Covenant Schism in November of that year, they swapped sides and foungt alongside unlikely allies.
The Latin name of the Sangheili "Macto cognatus" translates to 'I honor my father's blood' which is fitting considering the Sangheili
Halo Clairvoyance Chapter 1Halo Clairvoyance Chapter 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Advanced Drawing Assignment
By Gary Cogdill
//January 20th, 2555, On board Thoughtless Resolve orbiting unknown planet orbiting Keplar System//
The room was mostly silent except for the soft humming of the motors from the control panel, and only lit with iridescent blue of the hologram. The silence was finally broken by a low, raspy voice. "We've received a message from the High Council to follow the Brutes onto the planet and exterminate the fleet and all the ground forces" The voice was that of Nira, one of the highest ranked officers in the covenant army. The Assault Carrier's control room was illuminated by the purple tint of the lights surrounding it, and glowed violet on the elite's skin and armor.
"No offense Elite, but that will take too much time, time we do not have." said the humans' commanding officer, Patterberg scolded. Nira knew the human was right. If the scouting parties were spotted on the planet the Brutes could quickly escape his grasps. Nira clenc
Halo 2: A FanfictionThere he stood, one among thousands. The Chief was greatly outnumbered on this Covanent cruiser. He was unarmed - clearly unable to defend himself. However, he was in luck. Most of the opposition happened to be sleeping Grunts, and no Elites to wake them all up. It seemed that fate wanted the Chief to get off of that ship in one piece. So, he silently passed the Grunts, hoping that he wouldnt encounter anything awake.Halo 2: A Fanfiction8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Chief crept around a corner only to see a Jackal in his face. Before the Jackal could do a thing, the Chief reached out at the aliens throat and squeezed, killing it. He looked around the room to see if anything had noticed him, but again, nothing was in his way. He disabled the Jackals shield, and slung the body over his shoulder. He began to sneak into a well-hidden corner, and he quietly hid the body. He prayed that no one would discover it.
He began to walk a little faster, trying to avoid anymore awake guards. He turned a corner, and the first t
Halo: More than FictionThere are Halo fans, and then there are Halo fans. There are gamers who preorder the game as soon as such an opportunity is available, spend months patiently awaiting its release, attend the midnight distribution to acquire their copy, and rush home to spend hours blitzing through campaign missions. That's devotion, right? Not even close.Halo: More than Fiction4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
The Halo franchise has made a hefty impact on culture worldwide, most significantly Western culture, and millions across the globe have experienced the wonder of turning on the Xbox and hearing that timeless, haunting Gregorian melody which precludes the coming joyride. It's only natural that within the fan base there would be people who take the concept of being a "fan" to another level entirely. While many are "Normal mode" fans, these individuals would be best classified as "Legendary," or dare I say "Mythic mode" fans-- those who go above and beyond the call of duty (no pun intended) to express their love for Halo
Excerpt from Firefight -WIP-"So. Remind me whose brilliant idea this was again?"Excerpt from Firefight -WIP-4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Emile punctuated his question with a blast from his shotgun, gutting a Grunt that had actually been running away. He then turned and assassinated the other fleeing Grunt, snapping its neck and throwing the body aside.
"I think it was Kat's. Or Cortana's. They fight over who gets to tweak with the settings," Noble Six told him, scanning the area for more threats through the scope of her DMR. "Looks clear. We should head back into the building-- these guys appear out of nowhere."
"Leave it to Cortana to disable the dropships," Emile groaned, following Six up the hill.
They went in the back way and made a beeline for the ammo refill station. While Emile was shoving more shells into his shotgun, he continued to gripe. "And what's her deal, anyway? I mean, it doesn't even have to be bottomless clip, just regular ole' infinite ammo. I guess she likes running back and forth to this stupid thing."
"She's just trying to make it
The First Meeting."Mr. Alexander J. Mercer. Why are you sleeping in my class?" The droning voice of my history teacher, Kratos is impeccable at targeting me.The First Meeting.2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I shifted a little to my right so that the muscular and bald historian is in full view. I must have smirked at him because I can see him wince and realised that it was the most terrible idea to wake me up.
"Well..." I replied while proceeding to sit straighter and pulling back my hood to reveal my ice blue eyes. "I have no idea, Kratos."
Kratos sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "It's Mr. Kratos, Alexander."
"Really? Then I'm Alex, Mr. Kratos. Not 'Alexander'."
"You're going to detention, Alexander," he finally replied after a few moments, using my real name again.
Detention? You have got to be kidding me, I thought. But I just smiled and nodded to the assassins, Ezio and Alta´r. Then I got up from my seat and walked out of my class. Donning my hood again, I make my way towards the detention room just as the bell rang. Looks like my internal
Priorities: Part 2Priorities: Part 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
10 Minutes Until Extraction
Upon entry, Nomolos Tower seemed perfectly intact, albeit the pitch darkness due to a lost connection to the power grid as well as the structure's back-up generators. The twenty or thirty so paces that Buck took along the carpeted floor were probably the most comfortable steps he had taken sine the op began. But as he delved deeper, the carefully crafted décor seemed to gradually morph into a motif of disarray and chaos.
Glass crunched beneath his boots as the bending corridor lead him closer to his team's beacon. Buck resented the sound. Normally he hated any noise that drew attention to his location, but the fact that he could hear something so subtle meant that there was nothing nearby to drown it out. Instead of nearing sounds of fire exchanging between his men and the Covvies, the Gunnery Sergeant was enveloped in the shadow of an unnerving and cryptic silence.
All that Buck could do was move on, blindly following his squad's t
Endermen pt1 - a company0051/minecraft fanfictionHe couldn't sleep.Endermen pt1 - a company0051/minecraft fanfiction3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
No matter how hard he tried,he just couldn't sleep.
He didn't know why he couldn't sleep..he just woke up in the middle of the night.Or 3 o'clock in the morning.
The Master Chief felt like he was being watched...but by what?He didn't know.
And then he heard a rattling,xylophone-like noise.Sitting up,he gazed out the window by his bed-
-to come almost face to face with a face that showed nothing but woe.
He let out a loud yell of surprise (or fear) and tumbled out of bed,his legs tangled in the blanket.He stood up,expecting to see the face that had startled him,but it was gone.As if it was some sort of illusion.
Cortana,Johns AI companion,appeared on the holographic display on the stand beside his bed.
"Chief?Are you alright?You yelled like a luniac out of nowhere in the middle of the night!" She said with a worried tone in her voice.
The SPARTAN sighed as he rubbed the back of his neck. "I don't know..I woke up in the middle of the night and saw..well...some t
Chapter One: Acquisition******Chapter One: Acquisition9 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter One: Acquisition
"I swear I didn't used to bitch this much. I used to be a nice, quiet little soldier who did my job and didn't complain. At least I think so. I've been a soldier for a long time."
Petty Officer First Class SPARTAN-292 scratched at her short white hair, looking across the fire at the few remaining marines and the pitiful camp they were calling "home." The skepticism on one marine's face caused her to grit her teeth in frustration. She couldn't really blame him, with her delicate elfin features and pale skin she looked about as tough as a paper bag. Her MJOLNIR armor helped her image a little, but with a teenager's face and big blue eyes revealed she couldn't expect much. A plasma grenade had caught the side of her head earlier in the day, and it was pure luck that she'd gotten her helmet off in time. Not many people got t
The Deal: part 1The Deal: part 1The Deal: part 15 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sangheilos, home of the Sangheili. The land of the planet was divided into provinces, which were themselves divided into numerous city-states. Each city-state had its own lineage, its own history and the inhabitants of these states lived in relative comfort, with only the threat of another city-states, or forces from beyond their planet, to worry about.
But not all Sangheili are privileged to live in a state. On the fringes of the state borders lived clans of nomadic Sangheili, who had to deal with the threats from the planet itself on almost a daily basis. These Sangheili were often outcasts from actual states that had banded together for mutual survival: outcast either by to their own hand or the hand of someone within their bloodline. Few choose this simpler life, where the technology their people have developed was of little use, or hard to come by. Such items were either stolen from trade car