Zelda Logic (or lack of)Oh, you didn't. You did not just-Zelda Logic (or lack of)11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
You wouldn't dare. You can't just-
I mean seriously. How stupid would you have to be to-
Don't do that, Link, it's not-
Hey, don't ignore me! I'm-
Hey, without me you'd be dead-
Listen, you numbskull! I don't approve-
Argh, won't you ever pay attention to-
This is how you beat-
ARRGH! What is wrong with-
You know, you wouldn't have died if-
Okay, now you're just being an insufferable pri-
Oh, don't you ignore me like-
You think I can't call-
You know what, I'm getting-
Nintendo's not gonna be real happy about this-
Oh shut up I know I'm breaking the fourth-
Talking about walls, break-
No, not this one, the other-
I'M TRYING TO HELP YOU HERE! DON'T IG-
I so hate-
Link rolled his eyes and stuck the fairy back in his bottle. Navi could be so annoying sometimes!
Some facts concerning Joshua KiryuSome things you should know about Joshua:Some facts concerning Joshua Kiryu4 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
1. He's a smirking little bastard.
2. He can read minds.
3. He loves to wear girl's clothing, especially Natural Puppy.
4. His last name kind of sounds like "kill you".
5. He's the literal ruler of Shibuya, the city I live in.
6. He's able to stalk anyone, anytime, without being detected.
I don't know which one kills me the most inside. Could be all of them. Could be none. Maybe it's 2, 5 and 6, sometimes 1 and 3. When I'm thinking real hard about how I got stuck with this kid, it sometimes drifts to 4.
Of course, most likely, it's probably this next one.
7. He killed me twice.
Nope- not once, twice. He shot me, and then after three painstaking weeks of fighting for the right to live, just up and shot me again- supposedly erasing me from existence.
'Course, I'm still stuck with him as a friend- an obligation, because he brought me back to life. I still honestly don't know why he did that, and I doubt he really knows either.
Sometimes, I don't k
GatewayI pass by the fish tank in my bedroom every day. I feed it once in the morning, once in the evening, or somewhere around there because I tend to feed it at 11 sometimes.Gateway3 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I can't really tell what that fish is thinking- I just drop a pellet of food next to it, and watch and see if it gets it or not- sometimes, I'll drop multiple leading to one that's really far away so that I'm sure that the fish will be able to get it.
It's like luring the fish to eat stuff.
The name's Teal. The fish is dark blue, almost black, and it's a betta. It's got really pretty fin-things.
Thing is, I don't know squat about fish.
It's kinda just swimming there, and I'm watching it, and I have no idea what it's thinking, and we're both staring at random things and wasting time.
Or maybe the fish isn't wasting time- maybe Teal's got an official Pokémon license, finally, or maybe Teal's the new Keyblade master. Maybe it's donning knight clothes to fend off attacking rocks and saving the soccer ball princess,
A cat attacking a duck.WARNING: STUPIDITY OVERLOAD. If you cannot stand stupid things, stories not making sense at ALL, anons randomly jumping in at the most inappropriate times, random characters being random, and the writer being a complete moron AND having terrible word choice, then TURN BACK NOW.A cat attacking a duck.1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
NOW. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
Anyways, this is a little stupid thing I did, details in the description.
Hopefully you know what Point of Views are.
Yellow was the color.
The color of the duck. The rubber duck, that squeaked and squeaked and squeaked. And when you tried to shush it by squishing it, it squeaked. AGAIN. The toy was very annoying. Very. VERY. Annoying. The annoying rubber duck was right in front of my eyes.
And it was about to die.
Kitty's green eyes flashed dangerously one second, and then the next, there was one gray paw that held the duck down (that squeaked) and another paw that was raised in the air, ready to strike.
The duck, not knowing his fate, squeaked.