Chuck Norris vs. Bruce LeeChuck Norris vs. Bruce Lee6 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
THE ULTIMATE BATTLE: Chuck Norris vs Bruce Lee by Hyp64
This has been a battle cherished by many, and many have died in their
hands of fate. One is known as the supreme master of Kung-fu, while the
other is known as the ultimate Tai Kwon Do bounty hunter and Texas Ranger. Both are American legends, but only once has one of these titans have killed the
other. This is the epic clash between Chuck Norris and Bruce Lee. Although
Lee had a young death due to a build p of fluids in the cranium, some argue
that God wanted "Bruce Lee to be in heaven faster", but others say that
"Chuck Norris got his revenge shot after Lee had defeated him in Rome". No
matter what, people follow this fantasy fight like a religion, they always will
have arguments. Before we call any sides, we should compare the two in a
"Compare/Contrast" sort of way. It may mix fiction with reality, but if you do
follow this fight, it doesn't matter- because all you want to see is
Olivia's Big InterviewOlivia's Big Interview5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
1.) What gender are you?
I'm female. Apparently, the long hair and the eyelashes didn't tip you off.
2.) What is your age?
Just turned 12.
3.) Do you want a hug?
....a quick one. *hugs* And that's it from me!
4.) Do you have any bad habits?
My parents think that my "obessession" over spooky stuff is bad for me. I find it hard to believe....but even Rosalina shows some concern about me. Aw, heck! I'll keep doing it! :3
5.) What's your favorite food?
Fudge! My mom makes a fudge that is to DIE for....not literally, you know?
6.) What is your favorite ice-cream flavor?
7.) Are you a virgin?
The drink or the stuff that I'm techincally not suppose to know? Whatever, I've never drank the stuff and yes, yes I am.
8.) Have you killed anyone?
No, but I have met lots of dead people. You won't believe how chatty Abe Lincoln is. XD
9.) Do you hate anyone?
Like my partner in crime, Rosalina, I'm incapable of hate
Made Of Wood!? Nami's Strange Devil Fruit: 02Being transformed into a living marionette puppet was still continuing to freak Nami out after her loud scream. Zoro arrived into her room where everyone else was trying to calm her down.Made Of Wood!? Nami's Strange Devil Fruit: 0210 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Hey what’s all the commotion in here? I thought I heard Nami scream?” Zoro asked as he looked over what had happened.
“Wait What!? Is that a puppet of Nami!? What the hell why is it moving!? He questioned looking really freaked out.
“Oh so your finally awake you lazy bastard” Sanji told him looking quite angry at him.
“What did you call me Chef!?” Zoro angrily asked him.
“ You heard me you lazy bastard, I called you a lazy bastard! How in the hell did you not hear Robin calling out for us!? This is urgent swordsman!”
Zoro and Sanji were beginning to fight amongst themselves as they usually would to the annoyance of everyone else.
“Hey knock it off you two! Nami’s in a serious situation right now and we don’t want to h
Campamento LakeBottom - McGee x Gretchen Fanfic Campamento LakeBottom - McGee x Gretchen - FanfictionCampamento LakeBottom - McGee x Gretchen Fanfic1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
A este campamento nunca llega el sol y los pies grandes son la sensación y aquí aunque la comida no está muy cool lo que más importa aquí es la actitud campamento si si LakeBottom
Querida mama, me has dicho que no debo ser celoso ni pelear con nadie, pero si es que Buttquat coquetea a Gretchen pues tendrás que llamar a la policía internacional de México
Era un día normal en el campamento Sonrisas, el hijo del dueño, llamado Jordan Buttsquat, que tenía el pelo naranja, una camisa amarilla y unos pantalones cafés, estaba algo triste, cuando de repente viene una chica, llamada Suzi que era rubia y tenía una camisa rosada y una falda
MLP S2 Trapped 'Pinkie PieWhere am I? My voice? Hmm........ HELLO! ECHO! MY NAME! IS! PINKAMENA DIANE PIE! PARTY FOREVER! PARTIES! FOR THE WIN! ECHO-ECHO-ECHO! .......... I don't get it. Why isn't this funny? Why aren't I laughing? Discord threw me a bad party and now I'm in this dark place where I can't laugh.......... Discord made it rain chocolate and made popcorn. I thought he was a good guy........... *sniff* Oh no......... My friends....... Gone......... I feel so sick. I feel like I'm about to cry........ *sniff* Pull yourself together Pinkie, giggle at the ghosties, oh, who am I kidding? Where's the laughter if there's no friends to share it with?MLP S2 Trapped 'Pinkie Pie4 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Vanilla ch. 12VanillaVanilla ch. 124 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The meeting was loud. The two Soldiers, Medics, RED Scout, BLU Sniper and Spy met up, where each told what they saw. Alfons and Scout alone convinced the RED Soldier that it was true.
The two Soldiers looked sick, and examined the scars on the BLU Medic.
"Poor guy... You feelin' okay?" RED Soldier said, patting the younger Medic on the head. The young German nodded, smiling softly.
"Vhat are we to do vizh zhe RED Spy? He is clearly unfit to be serving vizh us, if he does zhis to Herr Medic..." RED Medic said, taking his own look at the younger man. He ruffled the man's black hair, pushing him gently to his own team.
"'S not like we can beat him or nothin'.... Th' sicko'd enjoy that!" Scout chirrped up.
"We could.... Lock him up. Bozh bases have cells, do zhey not?" The BLU Spy said, lazily smoking a cigarette. His eyes darted over to the RED Medic, and turned sad when the blond looked his way.
The two Soldiers huddled and talked, then nodded.
"We'll keep him in our base.
Vanilla ch. 6VanillaVanilla ch. 64 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In the weeks that followed, Sniper and Medic got closer and closer. But, the RED Spy became more and more persistant, to the point where he targeted only Medic. Sniper would often lose sight of the young German, only to see him shuffling out of Respawn, often behind their Pyro(who seemed to grow quite fond of the little German, and would do its best to protect him when possible).
A knock on the door startled Sniper, who was busy taunting the enemy Pyro with body shots(he enjoyed teasing the enemy that way).
"Who's there?" He barked out, barely glancing over to the door.
"I-it's me, Herr Sniper..."
"What's the code word?" Another body shot, the Pyro freaking out and looking around for where they were coming from.
Sniper stood up and walked over to the door, unlocking it and opening it. Medic stood there, blood on his suit and a deep gash on his arm. He was shaking, and Sniper saw tears in his eyes.
The Australian reached out, grabbed the German, pulled him
Dimentio's AlphabetA is for Avarice, known also as greed,Dimentio's Alphabet6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
For buying those knick-knacks and things you don't need.
B is for Blackmail, so watch what you do;
I know I could really use someone like you...
C is for Chivalry (that's what I live by;
It means I'll be nice and polite as you die).
D is for Dimensions, the ones I create.
With luck, I might take you and seal your fate.
E is for End, which I'll bring about soon,
I am to this world like a pin to a ballon.
F is for Fright, upon which I feed;
So deliciously dark once my bloodlust is freed.
G is for Grief, which love only causes,
Like a ton of bricks problems drop without pauses.
H is for Hate, the emotion I feel
When thinking of Good, peace, and all that's ideal!
I is for Isanity, the gift I posess;
Passed down from God, I wear like a crest.
J is for Joking, you'll find that I'm not;
Your face contorts and with te
Fear and Madness It was surprisingly quiet in Professor Crane's home, considering a certain guest had come over, ranting about how long it had been since they had shared a pot of tea.Fear and Madness6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Jonathan Crane looked up for a moment from the various chemicals he had scattered across the counter of his workspace and glanced over his thin shoulders at the sofa beyond the doorway. He was mildly surprised when he saw the familiar sandy-colored hair peeking around the back of the sofa. More than that, however, he was a bit irked. Jervis Tetch was showing a remarkable amount of patience today When the Mad Hatter had arrived three hours ago, Crane instantly tried to shoo him away. The stubbornness between the two was to be admired, considering how unstable they were. After a great deal of failed attempts to rid himself of the tea-loving man, Crane apparently gave in.
'When I'm finished with my work, we'll have tea,' Jonathan had said with a great sigh of defeat
1001101011100110101111 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
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Nazco siendo un cero en un paquete de información procesado.
Soy la anomalía predicha, la ausencia de voltaje donde debería haberla; no soy nada, estoy muerto. Un fallo del sistema que será eliminada en cuanto se lean los otros elementos de mi paquete. Tendría que haber sido un uno, pero algo ha salido mal.
No tendría que estar aquí.
¿Qué será de mi cuando llegue la información a su destino? ¿Aun puedo aferrarme a la esperanza de que me elijan a mi, en vez de los otros elementos fálicos de mi paquete? No. El protocolo no puede alterarse, mi paquete representa un uno, YO tendría que haber sido un uno, todo el paquete será borrado para crear un único uno. Así funciona el sistema de transferencia a prueba de fallos, y yo soy un fallo. Al menos si hubiese habido tres ceros más conmigo, seguiría ex
Dolls of the AbyssTear let out a forlorn sigh. So long since Luke had died And she still was unable to move on. Currently, she sat upon Anise's couch, still deeply depressed. The young girl stepped out of the kitchen, holding her doll/weapon.Dolls of the Abyss3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Tear " The soldier wiped away a few years at the sound of Anise's voice. "Thank you for inviting me over Anise." Tear mumbled. Anise felt much pain in her heart. Seeing Tear like this it was heart wrenching.
"Here" She handed Tear her favorite doll. The brunet soldier was a bit reluctant, but took it. With great care, she hugged the toy to her ample breasts. A thought seemed to manifest into her mind upon touching the toy. 'It must be nice. Being a toy . No cares, no sorrow, simply existing. To be adorable and loved ' The younger girl approached her curvy friend with a devious smile. "You really like toys, don't you Tear?" Grants was hesitant to answer, but nodded after a moment. "Toys are so nice. They needn't worry about anything. They
Plastic GirlPlastic Girl6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
-"Tap tap tap tap!" - Such is the melodious sounds the endless tapping of my nails on my name tag does.
I slightly pulled the tag toward my face, making sure it still had my name written on it, "Erin". As if it was going to change. I plummeted down on the counter lazily, laying bored, resting my head over my arms. I tried repeatedly to blow a lock of my brownish hair flowing down into my face, it was so annoying to have it fall like that, especially after my daily struggle to meticulously comb it so it hugged my head on the sides perfectly, not on my face.
-"Wake up brunette!" - Demanded the most irritating person I knew -"I'm going to take a break," - oh! There is a surprise -"You watch everything while I'm gone, 'kay?" - She told me.
Vicky was the most despicable coworker in the whole world. She was so vain and felt all mighty just because I was the new girl, she always took long breaks while I did all the work. I admit, it didn't bother me much to do all the work alone, anythin
Secret ShipmentSecret Shipment5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It seemed like a shipment like any other, except the Professor hadn't sent Fry or Bender along with Leela on this delivery, just Amy. "So what are we supposed to be shipping anyhow?" Amy asked. "Not sure, we're just supposed to take it to Planet TF." Leela replied.
"Is that it over there?" Amy asked, pointing to a dark and foreboding planet, covered with dark clouds. "No, that's the planet of disgruntled postal workers." Leela replied as a large mailbox flag rose up on the side of the planet. "That's it over there!" Leela said as they headed for the planet. On the other side of the planet was a large woman's face stretched out over the surface..
As the Planet Express ship landed in the spaceport, Leela and Amy went to the back part of the ship, they wheeled out the large crate they were delivering, "Wow this is light!" Amy said, "Hey, this is empty!" Leela realized, "Then what are we delivering!?" Amy asked. "Yourselves!" Someone said, shooting them both with sl
PERSONAL CATASTROPHE AND PROBABLE SOLUTIONSYour life is headed for a disastrous end.PERSONAL CATASTROPHE AND PROBABLE SOLUTIONS2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everyone will die.
That is a fact.
You will die.
Your friends will die.
Everyone you know will die.
These are indisputable facts.
Your body will break down and crash in one way or another.
Your heart will stop.
Your brain synapses will cease firing.
100% guaranteed termination.
You and everyone you know has less than 122 years left.
The oldest person alive was 122.
Oldest person alive now is 115.
Death should be your number one enemy.
Do not accept it.
Do not welcome it.
The question is - are you willing to extend, improve your life and the lives of those you love?
Why haven't you done it yet? Do you think it's impossible?
Flying for us was impossible until airplanes were built.
Now, the question is- how do we stop the personal catastrophe of death?
The logical answer is - science!
We can slow death down using modern medicine, and we can stop and reverse some accidental causes of death.
Aging is one cause that we cannot currentl
One last time.One last time,One last time.3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
To raise my voice,
and start to climb,
towards my choice.
One last time,
to make a stand,
against who's crime,
destroys my land.
And there's no choice,
I will not bend,
They'll hear my voice,
that will transcend,
Do what they will,
I fear them not,
I won't stand still,
until I'm shot.
They can't control,
my all-free mind,
my rebel soul,
I am not blind,
So join my cause,
and try once more,
to close their jaws,
we all deplore.
It's this one time,
the last that's left,
before their grime,
leaves just bereft,
I will not stop,
all on my own,
I will not drop,
'till they leave you alone.
One last time,
before they know,
they'll creep like thyme,
I'll shoot my bow.
Letters To Coldfront 2Letters to ColdfrontLetters To Coldfront 24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Deiter sat in his room, on his bed. It was rare, these days, that he was in his own room so late at night. He was usually being harassed by Soldier, or awoken by a nightmare, and hurrying to Sniper's van. A knock on his door startled him.
"Yo, Doc! You got a letter! It's from Coldfront!" Came Scout's voice. Medic jumped up, excited, and opened the door.
"D-danke, Herr Scout!" He said quickly, taking the letter and smiling at the younger(yet taller) boy.
He hurridly opened the letter, reading the contents with a smile.
"Engel.... Zhat is his name..." He whispered to himself, heading for the desk to reply.
"Dear Herr Engel:
Zhank you for your vell-vishes! I am making more und more friends as zhe days go by! B-but.... Zhe RED Spy here... He is so scary! H-he is alvays following me, and vants to hurt me! B-but.. He says he... He loves me! Zhat... Zhat is not love, is it?"
Medic had to stop. Just remembering the RED Spy scared him to death! He got up, and walked o
Vanilla ch.5VanillaVanilla ch.54 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The celebration lasted the night. There was drinking, singing, and other forms of partying. Medic had his fair share of drinks, which amused much of the team, since the tiny man was quite talkative when he was drunk. Of course, no one could understand a word he said, but it still amused them.
At about midnight, Sniper felt a tug on his shirt. He turned, to find the little Medic, looking up at him. Sniper set down his drink, and turned to the German.
"Hey there, Medic... What's up?"
The smaller man fidgeted, before leaning against the Australian. Sniper could tell, that Medic wasn't as drunk as he was hours earlier, and it shocked him to see the German lean against him so willingly. Still, he couldn't help but wrap an arm around the young man.
"I... Vas zhinking about vhat you said earlier.... How you... Don't vant to lose me. Vhat did you mean by zhat, Herr Sniper?"
Sniper looked down at him, a bit shocked. He almost forgot he'd said that.
"I.... Well...." Sniper suddenly
Vanilla ch. 2VanillaVanilla ch. 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Over the next few battles, Sniper found himself looking out for the little Medic. He'd often catch sight of the German while hunting for REDs, and would find himself watching the man work. He'd often snipe just the REDs coming after the younger man, ignoring the rest of the team totally(they can take care of themselves, he often said). He found that Medic wasn't ever fully relaxed, not even when hidden from the REDs and attempting to rest.
One day, before battle, Sniper pulled Medic to the side.
"V-vat is... Wrong, Herr Sniper?"
"I saw you yesterday, during battle. You seem to not be able to rest during battle. I know that a good moment's rest will help you out, but you can never find that rest. Follow me, when the battle starts, okay?"
Medic nodded, and when the battle started, he trailed the Australian, to a small wooden tower. After climbing a few flights of stairs, they came to a small room, with a door that locked. After Medic stepped in, Sniper turned and shut the do
VanillaVanillaVanilla4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
BLU Medic was a shy man. He'd just been graduated from the Training Facility, when he was transfered to 2Fort. The area was hot, hotter than he was used to, and not even the creek that flowed in from just over the fence helped some days(it was the only part of the creek they dared swim in).
Medic also didn't speak much English. When he did, it came out broken, fragmented. It was something Soldier picked at often. He ALSO disliked change. When they were first transfered away from 2Fort, to Harvest, he freaked out and spent days in the medical ward, refusing to come out. Until their Sniper coaxed him out, that is. The Australian had a way with small animals, and the way Medic was acting was akin to a scared puppy.
After that, the second-youngest member of the team often turned to the older man when he got scared. Sniper learned to go to bed just a little later, just in case the German couldn't sleep. He'd hear a knock on his van door, and open it, to reveal the young man, in a dr
Vanilla ch. 16VanillaVanilla ch. 164 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Isn't he beautiful when he's upset?"
"You're fuckin' sick! You know that?!"
"So I've been told... You know... You're a quick little bunny... But... I'm quicker..."
"O-oh, God.... P-please, man! All those jokes I cracked... They're just for fun... P-please don't... N-no!"
Dieter sat in Gerald's room, scribbling away at the note pad. He was casually doodling a stick person, frowning at his own lack of artistic ability. He jumped, nearly out of his skin, when he heard the door unlock, then open. He sighed when the BLU Spy walked in, mask in his hands.
"Did I scare you, Dieter? I'm sorry! It's late... Why are you still awake?'
"I vas drawing! Or.... Trying to draw...." The man frowned, looking at the stick figure he drew. He ripped it out, crumbling it up and throwing it onto the floor. There, it joined many other pieces of paper, all bearing the RED Team logo, and containing other failed attempts at art.
Gerald laughed, bending down and picking up one of the balls an
Queen Sized CandaceQueen Sized CandaceQueen Sized Candace2 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Story by Dylan Carbonell
Written by Dylan Carbonell and Darren Heideman
[We open on Doofenshmirtz Evil Inc. where an orange colored beam shoots out, followed by an explosion. Quickly following that, Perry is seen paragliding away to safety.]
Doofenshmirtz: Curse you, Perry the Platypus!
[At the Flynn-Fletcher home, Candace hops about and points towards the backyard.]
Candace: Mom, Dad! Mom, Dad! Look, look, look, look, look!
[Linda sighs and she and Lawrence head to the yard. There, Candace has her back to the yard, and folds her arms and smirks.]
Candace: Now tell me you don't see any solar powered, hovercraft bumper cars right in front of your very eyes.
Linda: We don't see any solar powered, hovercraft bumper cars right in front of our very eyes.
[Candace turns to see that there is only her brothers and their friends in the empty backyard. In utter shock, drops to her knees.]
Candace: WHERE...DID...IT...GO?! (sobs)
[Phineas and Ferb and their friends slowly walk
Legend of The Rainbow LlamaThe Legend Of The Rainbow LlamaLegend of The Rainbow Llama4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was a world. A world inhabited entirely by llamas, and llamas alone. There they lived happily, with Llamas and Albinos, populating the continent, Ninjas, Spartans, and Supers keeping the peace. The Wizards kept on making new discoveries to improve life, and the Goldens kept up the faith of religion with their high link to the unknown powers. The Fancys and Kings took political positions to lead the world to and everlasting era of tranquility and peace.
But that peace would not last
A band of Wizards and Goldens did an experiment to try to contact the unknown powers of the universe. Instead, they accidentally unleashed a great evil on the planet.
The Dark Llama.
A being of pure chaos and hatred, who did not know mercy or love, it was sealed by the unknown powers in a tomb to be locked forever. But now that it had awakened, it created a army of Shadow Llamas to consume and destroy the entire planet, and eventually, ever
Dorm Room Dolls (animate inanimate tf)Jessie liked watching the world from her dorm window, drab as it was. She faced the dorm's inner courtyard. The concrete was broken with blades of grass poking through the cracks. The benches were worn and a little splintery. The courtyard was normally the hub of activity. It was empty now, as most of the students of the Wilson Grant Dorm had fled for warmer weather this spring break. Nonetheless, Jessie kept watching and doodling on her pad when she got inspiration. She had a project due at the end of spring break, and she had not yet come up with an idea of how to start it. Just waking up, she didn't bother to change out of her blue and yellow pinstripe pajamas.Dorm Room Dolls (animate inanimate tf)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
But movement caught her eye before she could get far in her drawing. A wild Billie appeared! A creature not known for leaving her room, Billie took care moving through the courtyard. The girl wore a big hoodie and covered half her face with thick black glasses to defend herself from predators. She took a seat on the best, lea