Mom Daughter: Reunion At LastFatalist reviews the final first battle between the Anti-monitor & the Superheroes and the event that lead to the tragic death of the original Supergirl ...Mom Daughter: Reunion At Last5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Hmmm... She died well ... Now that the new Spectre is no longer the original Green Lantern to interfere with me, I can now finally test her as I had originally planned and see whether she caters to her anger once she recalls all the events that was suppressed by the Spectre.
The Fatalist pulls a fragment of the dying Supergirl from that time period and not only heals her but de-ages her back to the period in which she had originally meet the Supergirl that had been Linda Danvers, the former EarthAngel Supergirl.
He puts the now fully healed young supergirl in her original outfit down on a concrete pedestal and starts releasing all of the suppress memories from her and waits for her to wake up from her slumber.
"Ohhhhh... I feel soo tire ... WAIT! I should be dead? In fact, why do I feel anything?" -The Young Supergirl opens her eye
Brainiac 5 essay final: reject--Not to be Green with Envy--Brainiac 5 essay final: reject7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
----Written by NDCoggshall
--Edited by Joni Jensen
A descent of villains and a hero, who passed on 12 - level intellect to him, Brainiac 5, also known as Querl Dox of Colu, developed from a clinical case of Antisocial Personality Disorder [ASPD] to a fairly rounded individual during his time as part of the Legion of Super-Heroes [LSH]. The definition of ASPD is someone who lacks empathy. They tend to be callous, cynical and contemptuous of the feelings rights and suffering of others. They can be excessively opinionated, self-assured or cocky. They feel that ordinary work is beneath them and have no true concern for the future. This was Brainiac 5 of the post Zero-Hour continuity.
-Interactions: Brainy's Opinion of Others-
Querl would be known as Brainy whether he want to to be or not, did not like others. Brainy never held back his opinions of his teammates or anyone else in the beginning. If Brain thought you were an idiot, he would tell you, without a si
The CoatThe old staircase creaked under the weight of heavy footsteps. He ascended them slowly, mountains seeming smaller; the spare room was a long way from the liquor cabinet. In one hand he carried a bottle for the journey. His other clenched tight into the damp tan coat, knuckles white as if the body it belonged to still rested beneath its folds. The sounds of Sam sleeping far below vanished as he pulled the door shut quietly behind him. He leant against it head rolling back to lie on it's wooden surface. Through the lashes of his half closed eyes he watched the bed in the middle of the room. He wondered how long it'd been since he'd slept.The Coat3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Hours muddled into each other and events were mismatched in his mind. Before long he gave up trying to order them and pushed away from the entrance. His body dragged him to the edge of the bed. The blankets looked soft and inviting. He raised the coat into his line of vision.
You bastard don't go
The creases of fabric held traces
Scapegoat"Your highness," cried out one of the chamberlains. "Klaus has returned with the beast!"Scapegoat6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
And not a moment too soon,thought King Tillinghast to himself. He lifted himself off his throne and marched out of the front door of the castle. He made his way down the steps and found himself face to face with Klaus, second in command of the royal army. He was wearing his traditional brown and white clothes underneath his armor and as always, snug in his belt, was his revolver.
"Where is the beast?" the king asked.
"Our soldiers are bringing it through the walls as we speak," Klaus replied and pointed the king to the wall that surrounded the kingdom. The gate was open, soldiers tugged on giant chains dragging forth this 100 foot monster that looked surprisingly human if it weren't for its size. It resembled a beautiful young woman, with graceful red hair, violet eyes and a very full bosom. Her clothes seemed to be that of an ordinary woman except they fit her and only her, plus the skirt was rath
Jeans Colin+DamianDamn Colin. Damn him. Damn him and his damn jeans. Now, of course these are Damian's words, not mine. Colin was Damian's only outlet to act human around another person, other than in a monkey suit with Grayson surrounded by paparazzi.Jeans Colin+Damian4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Even then Damian wasn't talking.
Now back to the main topic. Colin's jeans. Sometimes Damian didn't even know why his spite for his friends jeans was so strong. Maybe because they fit Colin so... perfectly. Just... all the right curves. It always made Damian's face heat up.
Unlike Damian, Colin didn't like and didn't wear skinny or straight leg jeans. He stuck with kapris and bootcut style pants.
Besides, Colin wouldn't have been able to afford most jeans and such. Not trying to be rude. The nuns at Colin's orphanage supplied hand-me-downs and skinny jeans weren't 'appropriate' or 'decent' attire.
Damian still couldn't figure out what it was about Colin. It couldn't only be his jeans. That would be ridiculous. Damian began thinking about all the ad
Things will get betterThings will get better-Young JusticeThings will get better2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was a night just like any other. Twelve year old Barbara Gordon, after finishing her homework for that night, left the safety of her and her father's home and wandered down the dark streets to the bus stop. When she arrived there, she did not have to wait long before the bus she was looking for appeared. She stepped on and paid the driver. Most people would have questioned such a young girl travelling across Gotham, on her own, at night, but this driver knew Barbara, he knew she took this same bus to the same place almost every night. Barbara smiled at the driver as she boarded the bus, he didn't know the real reason why she came down here every night, no one did, except maybe him, she wasn't quite sure how much he actually knew about her, but thought it was probably quite a lot.
As the bus turned a corner, Barbara's destination came into view. She stood up and pressed the bell to alert the driver that she wanted to get off, not that that was nec
Daddy's Little GirlStarted 1/31/10Daddy's Little Girl3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had been 7 years since that incident that everyone had blamed on the government. That incident that bred a new type of human being. And the new human being was being called a name from nothing more than fairy tales a giant.
Cassie was little but embarrassed of her situation in this 'new world.' It was all because over egotistical leaders of countries all around the world wanted some sort of gas to be tested right away. She stared at a photo on her bedside table in the corner of her room, her blue eyes falling to the friendly female smiling face in it. It was a photo of her mother in the hospital after she had Cassie. Her mother was lucky she never had to see this horrid new planet that was bred years later.
She stared down at the journal in her lap, her scribbling writing from when she was but a 10 year old to the beautiful curving letters of a 17 year old. She began this journal when her father started to change, all because of some explosion his lab had h
Cat and MouseTony crept quietly across the counter, carefully maneuvering around the various utensils and utilities that had been abandoned there. The human who owned them was currently taking a nap in an adjacent room, and it wouldn't do at all for her to awake to the sound of clattering metal.Cat and Mouse2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He peered over the edge at the unsettlingly distant floor, then across the gap from the counter to the island. He frowned, not remembering it being quite so wide, before retreating back about fifteen feet. He took a deep breath through the nose and took of running, launching himself of the edge.
He just barely made it. Sending out a silent 'thank-you' for rough hewn countertops and claws, he scrambled over the edge, pausing a moment to catch his breath. A moment later, he stood up and made for his objective, the whole reason he had risked his life and almost fallen to his death: The strawberries.
The human had been snacking on them earlier before being interrupted by a call to the door, a rather unusual occ
My Naga Daughter part 6I ran out into the woods as we began our game or Ruby’s final exam so to speak. As waited, I spent ten minutes finding a hiding spot until I found a good one. I had a feeling she was going to get me eventually; she has seen literally ALL of my tricks and I was no ninja by any means. So I decided to use the “run-hide-run” tactic that has proven to be the most effective. What the “run-hide-run” tactic was is exactly what it sounds like: I would run quietly to find a hiding spot, hide until Ruby passes me and then run again to repeat the process. Usually it worked until recently when I have gotten myself careless, and it seems that she has acquired something similar to Spider Man’s “spider sense”. I guess it’s part of her genetics, check that, I KNOW it’s part of her genetics, maybe that was how Emily, her so-called “mother”, found me so easily when we first met. I still get shivers thinking about her, and the nightmaMy Naga Daughter part 61 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Fearless: Chapter ThreeFearless: Chapter Three2 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It wasn’t until the bell of a massive glass door rang out that Ellie snapped out of her thoughts. She grew very aware of the skin of a stranger pressing against her own sleeveless arms, so she teetered forward, hoping to get away from it as much as possible. Then again, she was sitting in someone’s hand. He was touching her, whether either of them liked it or not. Taking a deep breath, Ellie ignored her thundering heart and raised her voice.
“Could you maybe...like...put me down?” Shaking violently, the girl managed to balance herself on her knees, grabbing for the giant thumb that hung near her like the bar that fastens one in to a roller coaster car. The first thing she noticed as her air-condition-chilled arms wrapped around the appendage was how very warm it was. Curious, her fingers began to explore the small area they spanned across, feeling the lines and curves and smooth and rough grooves of a colossal fingerprint.
Evric was certainly aware of the
Old Friends - Oswald Cobblepot x Reader - Part IOld Friends - Oswald Cobblepot x Reader - Part I2 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Her heels clacked against the sidewalk as she strutted down the streets of Gotham. It has been almost four years since she had walked these streets but it was nice to know that nothing had changed. Criminals were still running around and it appeared as though the mob still had a tight grip on the police force and City Hall and any other institution that they want to get their grubby hands on. It was rather heartwarming to see that this city hadn't changed.
There was one place, and one person, that she knew would be almost dying to see her. It was only a matter of time before her presence in the city once again would be announced to those that believed she had died. And it was only a matter of time before a pair of wonderful henchmen would come to her apartment to collect her.
The club had not changed. It had been redecorated, a few extra tables and booths had been added and the stage had been updated, but it had the same vibe that it always had. The dark lights and soft music pl
I saw Papa kissing Santa CLausDisclaimer- I don't own them, although if someone wants to give them to me for Christmas, I'd probably die on the spot so they'd get them back. It's the thought that counts.I saw Papa kissing Santa CLaus2 years ago in Humor More Like This
A/N- Ok, at home we have a lifesize cardboard santa and my dad refused to put it up this year because after 15 years with us, he's legs fell off so I started singing 'I saw Daddy Killing Santa Claus', I'm sure you get the idea. This then lead in an odd train of thought to this fanfic.
So Merry Christmas, a Happy New Year and Enjoy
I Saw Papa Kissing Santa Claus
Hamish couldn't sleep. It was the night before Christmas and as a five year old who was experiencing Christmas for the first time with a real understanding of what it was, thanks to his school nativity, sleep alluded him and had been replaced with excitement. He decided that, seeing as he hadn't heard anything, it meant that Santa was yet to arrive, so he could probably risk going to get himself a glass of warm milk to help him find sleep.
Story- Gonna Need a Bigger NetHe could hardly believe it; he had actually found a fairy.Story- Gonna Need a Bigger Net4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The young fairy hunter stared at the tiny sized fey that fluttered before him with awe from behind his hiding place of the giant root of a tree. It was a surreal experience to watch the fey dart from place to place in the clearing, her purple form stopping over certain spots as if inspecting them. Her butterfly wings complimented her form and she even appeared to have two antlers atop her head instead of antennae to add to the slightly unreal and magical appearance of the fairy. He shook his head and tightened his grip on the butterfly net as he focused himself once more. He could admire her beauty all he liked after he caught her. If half the rumors were true she was supposed to be among one of the most dangerous creatures in all the jungle but how could that be from something that didn't even fit in his net be so deadly?
His thoughts were interrupted as a loud fluttering sound caught his attention and he quickly turned a
Scala's Tale 4Scala's TaleScala's Tale 43 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"It's a darn good thing that book was in your bag and under cover! You can't get things like that anymore, you know! Why back in my day we used scrolls! Scrolls! And stone tablets! Now imagine carrying an arm fulla parchment or a pack fulla slate. You have it lucky, my boy, be thankful for it!"
Alastor twirled his finger in the air during his rant to Remmy. It had been a week since he had forgotten his bag in the jungle and his mentor was not about to let him forget it. They had just managed to find it and were heading back to the village.
"Spell casting took a lot longer, and we were never in a real rush during a wizard's duel," the old man rambled on. "It was all about endurance in those days. Why, I could be fumblin' for a fireball scroll whilst deflecting lightning bolts, I'll have you know! Nowadays, you kids are all about the hand movements and the shortest and quickest way to finding an object's true name so you can hav
No Steve I Am Not Drunk Now Be My ValentineFeb 14 1:13No Steve I Am Not Drunk Now Be My Valentine2 years ago in Romance More Like This
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Good! You're using the phone I gave you.
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It's after midnight.
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Do you know what that means?
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Go on, enlighten me.
Feb 14 1:18
It's Valentine's Day, Steve!
Feb 14 1:19
You are drunk, Tony. Go to bed.
Feb 14 1:19
I have to ask you something.
Feb 14 1:18
Once your blood alcohol is low enough that you would be able to drive...
Feb 14 1:19
I'm not that drunk.
Feb 14 1:19
Well, just drunk enough to ask you this
Feb 14 1:20
Is that supposed to be reassuring?
Feb 14 1:21
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Who peed in your bed?
Feb 14 1:22
Uh, Thor, actually. He passed out.
Feb 14 1:22
In my bed.
Feb 14 1:22
Which he then proceeded to pee in.
Feb 14 1:23
Please stop drinking with him.
Feb 14 1:23
Oh. Well, good thing you never sleep, anyways.
Feb 14 1:24
At least I don't have to get plaste
Chun-Li in WonderlandInside Interpol HQ, Chun-Li sat her desk feeling tired. She had worked nearly all day on a countless number of tasks. Among them ranged from searching the world for the last of Bison's cronies, who were struggling to put Shadaloo back together after the unexpected death of Bison. She had also been training a new group of agents who were anxious to get out onto the field for work, and she had been working with Interpol scientists on a new device that was designed to change the size of anybody zapped by it.Chun-Li in Wonderland10 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
She had rested her arms and head on her desk about fifteen minutes ago, before Guile reminded her that it was time to go home.
"Wake up, Chun." Guile said. Chun-Li woke up to the sight of Guile.
"(yawns) What is it, commander?" Chun-Li said.
"You look tired. Why don't you go home and take a rest? You're off duty anyway." Guile said.
"I think that's a good idea, Guile. Sheesh... all this work and they still don't pay me enough." Chun-Li said. She gathered her workbag and placed her car
Blind Dates ch 5Blind DatesBlind Dates ch 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 5- Stupid cars...
Quickly I ran behind a swung open the door of a slightly hidden car ducked down, listening intently.
"Hey, Rosie I found your car." Already? It's only been like five minutes or so. "I also brought you a cookie, if you want it " He went on. I still couldn't figure it out. I narrowed my eyes slightly. Oh really I clicked the alarm button on my car and waited. Nothing happened. I clicked it back off.
I was about to yell something out, but I decided against it. "Where're you hiding?" He asked. My smile faltered; I could hear his footsteps going around the room and I decided to stay hidden for just a bit longer. I heard him laugh slightly. That didn't help. It was a soothing and happy laugh! That was Jack's laugh.
This was madness! This car hasn't shut off! It's like creating new horn rhythms! I knew how to shut off a car horn, too. You can turn it on, or there's a few but
Blank OC ProfileProfile for:Blank OC Profile5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
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>jewellery (or glasses, braces etc):
>possessions (i.e. tools, weapons, instruments):
>personality (i.e. Are they a daredevil or cautious?
Do they act the same alone as when with someone?):
>vernacular (way of speaking):
>social and other pressure, problems:
>relationships (with who and what kind, i.e. the main character):
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Blind Dates chapter 9Blind DatesBlind Dates chapter 92 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 9- Saying Goodbyes
I stared bleakly at the drawer which contained me. At least it wasn’t a bowl floating on water, I thought. Wesley had enough sense to oblige to my fears, which was nice. I was still stuck in a bad situation, though. That wasn’t going to change without some determination.
After a few moments, I heard a different door close, along with a loud moan. It sounded like Jack!
“There had to be a way out of this mess.” I whispered to myself, a small spark of adrenalin starting to pulse through my veins. My eyes darted around in the darkness, searching for any openings or weak points. Yes, at the bottom of the drawer, there was a flimsy section of the board holding it together.
Going over to inspect the area, I found out that it was…a bit less stable that I had originally thought. Stepping foot upon the wood, it slumped down immediately, and I slit do the floor with a yelp. That…went better than
My little butler MLP opening parodyMy little butler, my little butler,My little butler MLP opening parody3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
my little butler,
I used to wonder what revenge could be?
(my little butler)
Until you formed a contract with me.
Good bye madam red.
It's an easy feat!
a transexual reaper
will make it complete.
My little butler~!
Because you stay with Ciel 'till the end.
Spider 101Madison Morgan sighed as she ran a hand through her dark brown shoulder length hair "I hate Mondays!" she spoke out loud as she put her key into the lock and opened up the door to her classroom. She let out a small smile as she saw the many spider posters up on the walls "home sweet home!" she giggled as she sat down in her chair "I really should go and feed my pets before class starts" Madison thought as she heard the door to her classroom openSpider 1012 years ago in Sketches More Like This
"Miss Morgan are you in here" Kelli and Vanessa asked as the two girls walked into the classroom. "What can I do for you girls today?" "we'll were a little behind on our projects for class is there any way we could get an extension or do extra credit?" Kelli asked as she brushed her blonde hair nervously from her eyes Vanessa stood to the left of Kelli waiting to hear what their teacher's answer would be. "Well girls didn't I give you an extension on the last one?" the brunette asked as she looked a
Spider Vixen - Character BioSpider Vixen ProfileSpider Vixen - Character Bio3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Heroine Name: Spider Vixen
Alter Ego/Civilian Identity: Pamela Parks
Occupation: Collage Cheerleader for the Peril City Avengers
Weight: 120 lbs.
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Brown
Ethnicity: African American
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Location: Peril City
Pamela Parks was an average high school teenager who lived in Peril City until one fateful evening when a mad scientist kidnapped her. Doctor Climax had been kidnapping young women for weeks and using them as guinea pigs for his insane and illegal experiments.
Helpless in his lab, Pamela was injected with the doctor's radioactive spider serum. The injection mutated Pamela's DNA giving her powers of the arachnid. She found that she had the strength of three men and could climb and stick to walls, spin webbing from her wrists, and had become extremely agile and nimble and easily could perform the most amazing gymnastic feats wit
Kagome, KagomeKagome, Kagome3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By ElvenWhiteMage/Portrait of a Scribe
"Kagome, kagome, the bird in the cage,
when, when will you come out?
In the evening of the dawn,
the crane and turtle slipped.
Who stands right behind you now?"
That's the first thing you notice. Darkness, the damp smell of wet earth, the sound of your own breathing, loud and heavy and wet in your ears. You feel, more than see, something a few inches in front of your nose. There are walls on both sides, and when you shift, you feel that there's solidity above your head and below your feet, as well. Trying not to panic, you raise your arms (they feel sluggish, like you've been drugged or something) and push against the surface above you.
Nothing. It doesn't budge an inch. There's no air flow, and the oxygen in your tom- no, no, it's not that, you're just locked in one of Batman's training apparatuses again. Yeah, that's it. Treat it like that for the moment, don't panic, you can get out of this.
P.O.W. KallenSitting in the darkened cockpit of the Gurren, Kallen boiled with anger as the enemy Knightmare carried her back to its base. How could they have such a skilled pilot?! Her clenched fist slammed the cockpit wall, knowing full well that she only had herself to blame for getting captured. How could she have been so stupid?! Going out without letting the technicians replace the power charger in the Gurren damn it! What in the hell was she trying to prove? She hadnt been thinking clearly, thats for damn sure. How just how could she have gotten herself captured like this?!P.O.W. Kallen5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She came out of her fugue when the Gurren shook violently, the other Knightmare setting it down on the hanger deck inside the Chinese base. Already she could see several soldiers running to surround her and the Gurren, machine guns aimed at the cockpit. She saw others approaching, climbing toward the co