Team Hooligan Presents: The Game's AfootGREAT FOREST- MORNING
Nack the Weasel: *sniff* Ahhhh. What a great day for Thanksgiving hunting, isn't it, Bark? It's so nice to get away from the city once in a while, especially without having that raving lunatic to screw us over again.
Bark the Polar Bear: *looks apprehensive, then nods*
Nack: I swear, out of all the rooms in the Casino Park Hotel, why did Mogul have to put us all TOGETHER?! Every single day, I wake up to that idiot screaming the theme song to that show about ponies or whatever, it makes me want to shove a pillow up his beak and toss him out the window. Oh, wait, I tried that already. How on Mobius did he survive THAT one?!
Bark: *coughs into his fist*
Nack: Hmm? Alright, alright. I get it. Pull yourself together, Nack. You're away from him, so don't even think about it. You're a ruthless bounty hunter. You took down Sonic the Hedgehog multiple times, and you are gonna bag yourself a Thanksgiving meal without breaking a sweat. *stares ahead at a turkey in a p
Silver- A Glimmer of Hope 1*Spoiler warning- for those of you who haven't read the Silver Saga (Sonic Universe #25-28), I would advise you to pick up a copy of the issues and read them before reading this story. Mild spoilers will follow*Silver- A Glimmer of Hope 14 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
When the end times arrived, many people became desperate for survival, and the blue hedgehog known as Manic was one of them. "He said he would be here," thought the cloaked figure in the darkness. He knew he didn't have much time left, but this was something he knew he had to do. Manic watched from the window as the buildings began to crumble, running a hand through his spines. Suddenly, an orange fox, with blue-streaked gloves and a face slightly withered by age came bursting through the door. "I came…as fast…as I could!" he panted, his blue gloves waving up and down in fright and disbelief as to what was happening right now. "The royal family has just gone missing, and Melody and I started a search party to find them… oh if anything happens to Prin
Silver- A Glimmer of Hope 2 Skye Prower was flying in dangerous winds. The Tornado Mk. 3 was powerful, but it could not compare to the storm he was flying in. Winds tossed him around and around, rain battered the roof of his plane, and the cockpit was close to bursting open. Fortunately, it was sealed completely shut. Skye turned to the tiny crying bundle in a blanket next to him and said, "Shhh, Don't worry, I can get this plane to New Knothole City in 4 minutes as long as this storm doesn't kill us first." He trembled in fear as the lightning battered the plane. What if he didn't have enough fuel to get to New Knothole City? He would have to stop in the now-ruined New Megapolis storage reserves to find some, but then there wouldn't be enough timeSilver- A Glimmer of Hope 24 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
A sudden wind blew the Tornado backwards, causing everything to go haywire. The cockpit cracked in half, and the wings plunged straight down. Skye was horrified, and tried to get the ejector seat working, but something was j
Stargazing, Almost HappeningLonely nights, stars shine brightStargazing, Almost Happening8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sitting in the front seats of your car
I see your face reflected on the window
In the pale moonlight.
You looked like a dreamer, a cross-eyed believer,
And filled with hopes and ambitions,
You planned silently into the ether.
I think of my past and I think of yours too,
And I hope for the break of dawn
with heightened anticipation,
but the extended deliberation
can pull the mirages closer and closer to us.
And then you were singing softly
In the glow of the heating unit
With your hair down and your priorities straight
And I thought about trying something
But then I thought better of it,
And we continued on our way, as we always do,
On our way, day after day,
We caress our secrets and traipse through our lives like lonely stargazers
Looking upwards blindly, pondering the grand scheme of things
So that our lives become worth not much at all
With only the radiant glow through the taillights of the car
to distract us…
and give us