Letters To Coldfront 1Letters to ColdfrontLetters To Coldfront 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Deiter sat at the well-worn desk, a pad of paper in front of him, and a pen in the other. He had met another BLU Medic, and the man seemed really friendly. They chatted a bit, and became fast friends(which made Sniper happy). The man even gave Deiter his phone number and address to the BLU base at a place called Coldfront. Deiter had never been anywhere other than Upward(which is an odd name for a place, but kind of fit it). He sighed, and began writing.
"Dear mein Freund,
Danke for giving me your address. I... I do not have many friends here at zhe base. Herr Sniper says I should make more, but most of zhe ozhers do not like me. Zhey pick fun of me, for being so shy and for speaking mostly German. Zhe RED Medic is very nice to me, zhough. He gave me mein UberSaw, and is helping me get stronger! He is an old friend of Herr Sniper, so he vants me to stay safe. Zhe BLU Spy is very nice, too. He and zhe RED Medic are.... Vell.... Zhey are a couple! It shocked me, to s
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
Letters To Coldfront 3Letters to ColdfrontLetters To Coldfront 33 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dieter looked around the camper van. It was well after midnight, telling him that he'd slept the day away. He rubbed his throat, feeling the scar left behind after the incident the other day, and let out a silent wimper. He crawled over to the sleeping Sniper and curled up, noticing an envelope on the desk nearby. He reached over and grabbed it, turning on the lamp next to him. He gasped silently, finding it from his Medic friend over in Coldfront. He quickly opened it, a smile on his face, and read it over. He grabbed the yellow notepad he'd used to communicate with Sniper, and started writing.
I am sorry zhis is late. Zhings.... Happened. Zhe RED Spy.... He is a very sick man, Herr Engel! He found me after I vas resting from healing Herr Soldier. Zhe zhings he did to me.... Zhey shocked Herr Alfons, zhe RED Medic. Zhey.... Had to send me to respawn, or zhe vounds vould have.... Been perminant. I have scars now, all over mein chest and stomach, u
Vanilla ch.4VanillaVanilla ch.43 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Medic squirmed in the arms of the Spy behind him. He whimpered, scared and unsure of what to do. He wanted to scream, but he was scared the Spy would slit his throat.
"Ma Petit.... You are better in person, than what I expected. So small, so perfect..." He heard the Spy whsiper into his ear. Medic started stammering in German, too nervous and scared to form English sentences. The Spy just laughed, nuzzling the smaller man's neck. Medic was whimpering and shaking, rambling on in German. He felt the Spy nuzzling his neck again, and freaked out more. Suddenly, he saw a glint. Sniper! He wiggled more, then started screaming.
"Hilf! Hilf!" He started screaming for help, hoping someone was around to help him. Suddenly, a little blue dot appeared on his chest. He knew Sniper was trying to aim for the Spy. Medic froze, giving Sniper a chance to get the Spy, but the Spy was too quick. He ducked down behind Medic, his butterfly knife out in an instant and aimed for Medic's throat.
Vanilla ch. 11VanllaVanilla ch. 113 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Medic took a gasp as he respawned. It was never easy, but this time, he wanted to scream. But, he found himself unable, even though his mouth was open. He grabbed his throat, feeling a nasty scar, and whimpered. He found a corner of the respawn room, and curled up, not wanting to go back out onto the battlefeild. He pulled his knees up to his chin, closing his eyes and whimpering. He felt tears well up in his eyes, and did nothing to stop them from flowing.
He did not see the BLU Sniper as he respawned, clutching his head.
"Fuckin' brat... Damn, that hurt!" Sniper muttered, looking around for the Medic. He rushed over, kneeling down in front of the man.
"M-medic...? You okay...?"
He fell back when the Medic tackled him, burying his face in Sniper's shirt, still crying. Sniper held him, as the young man sobbed quietly.
"It's okay, Medic.... I'm right here, and I'll protect you..."
Alfons grunted as he respawned, reaching back and rubbing where Gerald's knife went. He
Fear and Madness - Epilogue 'You can do this,' he kept telling himself. 'You can do this 'Fear and Madness - Epilogue5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lord, how his nerves were shot. Jonathan Crane stood on the doorstep of Jervis Tetch's current house, as he had been for the past ten minutes, simply staring at the threshold with discouraged eyes, wringing his hands together nervously.
He heaved a tired sigh as he turned to leave again. He hadn't taken more than three steps before he came to a stop, frustrated and embarrassed by his own cowardice. 'It's just Jervis, for Christ's sake!' he scolded himself internally. He turned back around, giving the threshold an offended and angry look. He marched to the doorstep with new purpose, but with each step forward, his confidence dissolved. He found himself staring at the door again.
With a disgruntled growl, he ran a hand through his auburn hair. He rubbed the back of his stiff neck with a thin hand. He hadn't slept a wink the night before. Instead, he
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
Vanilla ch. 3VanillaVanilla ch. 33 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A few nights after that talk, Sniper was woken up in the middle of the night by loud banging on his trailer door. Groggily, he stumbled over to the door, and opened it, growling a bit. The person banging squeeked, and he realized it was the Medic.
"H-her Sniper.... Entschuldige.... I...." A loud explosion behind him made the man squeek and jump forward, nearly knocking the half-asleep Sniper over.
"What th' hell...?" The explosion came from their own base... Had the enemy infiltrated?
"H-her Soldier.... H-he suddenly started screaming at me, v-vaking me up.... I don't know vhy....."
Another explosion shook the base, and Medic darted past Sniper, crawling into the bed and hiding under the covers. Sniper could hear him whimpering. He sighed and closed the door, walking over and sitting on the bed.
"Medic... Are you okay, mate?" He asked, patting the lump in the bed that was the doctor. The lump shuffled, and a pair of blue eyes peered out at Sniper from under the blankets.
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
Vanilla ch. 8VanillaVanilla ch. 83 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"H-he cut me!"
"I see that, pardner. Now, sit still so I can make sure ya don't need to go see Doc!"
The RED Engineer was getting rather annoyed at the RED Spy. The Frenchman was muttering about being cut, with a wild grin on his face. He REALLY didn't like the way the man was rambling on.
"He cut me! Th-that means.... THAT MEANS!"
His outburst caused the Texan to jump in surprise.
"That means what, pardner?"
Spy turned to the Engie, a feral grin on his face. The look in the man's eyes scared the builder to the core, and he regretted even asking.
"That Medic loves me...."
The words were barely a whisper, but Engie heard them.
"I... Don't think that's what it means, Spah..." Engie backed off, letting the man put the jacket back on. He couldn't help but notice the man didn't wince, but looked blissful when moving the sliced-open shoulder.
Spy swung his neck to stare at the Texan, his eyes cold and dark.
"What... Did you say? OF COURSE IT MEANS HE LOVES ME! AER YOU BLIND?!"
Vanilla ch. 15VanillaVanilla ch. 153 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Gerald was lazily strolling through the BLU base. His suit jacket was off (hanging in his closet, no doubt), and he even left his baklava off, revealing curly black hair, darker than night, and a small scar going across his nose. He didn't see the Medic until they were on the ground, the younger man rambling on in his native tonuge (Gerald understood enough to understand that something happened that clearly freaked him out).
"Calm down, mon ami! I cannot understand you if you don't!" He grabbed Dieter's shoulders, making the young man look at him. He noticed bruised lips, and frowned. His frown deepened when he saw that the Medic was missing his Medic's jacket, and that his shirt was ripped open.
"H-herr Spy!" Dieter gasped and threw himself at the Spy, hugging him. Gerald held the younger man, feeling him shake in fear.
"Herr Sniper... He came in my room... A-and... He tried to...."
Gerald gently put a hand over Medic's mouth.
"You don't have to say it, mon a
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
Vanilla ch. 13VanillaVanilla ch. 133 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The next few weeks were quiet. The Soldiers agreed to put fighting on hold, seeing as how it was unfair to the BLUs to fight when they have no Medic in fighting condition(which shocked EVERYONE). The young Medic frequently took trips over to RED Base to have sessions with Alfons, to try to regain his voice. Things were going slow, and the younger Medic often resorted to tugging on clothing to get the attention of anyone he wanted.
"You have to talk sometime, Dieter..."
Dieter was sitting outside, legs over a cliff, with the BLU Spy, Gerald, and RED Medic, Alfons. The young Medic looked sadly at the Spy, opening his mouth to say something. Of course, nothing came out.
"He vill talk, vhen he is able, Gerald. Give him a break..." Alfons said, ruffling the younger Medic's hair.
They sat in silence for a bit, before Alfons spoke up again.
"Deiter.... If... Gerlad und I vere to run avay.... Vould you come vizh us...?"
The blond German never looked at Dieter, so he missed the m
Safety MathI can math if I want toSafety Math5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I can add and multiply
But opposites attract
So I add and subtract, But I
Will not divide.
Say, We can math if we want to
We'll solve for x and y
And we can graph like our polar charts aren't curled
Leave the vectors to derive
We can math
We can math where we want to
We'll solve for theta pi
And we can graph like our polar charts aren't curled
Leave the vectors to derive
We can math
We can math when we want to
Right is positive so I'm high
And we can calculate free
from N to minus 3
And derive a pointless 5
Say, we can graph if we want to
If we don't solve this who will?
You'll make an angle acute
In total solitude
And I can make two circles a wheel
We can math
We can math
We're adding on a roll
We can math
We can graph
Graphing pole to pole
We can math
We can math
Everybody get out your pens
We can math
We can math
We can count by 2's and 10's
Oh, Safety math
Yes, Safety math
We can math if we want to
We've got equations and time
If we understand it
Olivia's Big InterviewOlivia's Big Interview4 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
Letters to Coldfront 4Letters to ColdfrontLetters to Coldfront 43 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dieter sat in Gerald's room, in the Spy's bed, as far away from the door and window as he could get. In his lap, set a notepad. Not his yellow notepad, that was still in his room, his letter half-finished. This one bore the large, angry-looking Reliable Excavation Demolition logo on the pages. He had a pen in his hands, and was trying hard to think of something to write. Finally, he put the pen to the paper, and wrote.
I am sorry zhis is so late. Zhings.... Happened. I vas in zhe middle of replying, vhen Herr Sniper came in. Or... I zhought it vas Herr Sniper. I am in our Spy's room now, und he is protecting me. Zhe RED Spy disguised as Herr Sniper, und.... Tried to....."
He paused, whimpering a bit. He looked around, finding all sorts of things in Gerald's room, including a picture on the nightstand. He picked it up, finding it to be of the two, looking quite happy. They were smiling softly at each other, and Gerald's mask was off.
"Zhe scar.... Zhis
Letters To Coldfront 2Letters to ColdfrontLetters To Coldfront 23 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. 12VanillaVanilla ch. 123 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.
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 Madness5 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
Vanilla ch. 6VanillaVanilla ch. 63 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
Vanilla ch. 2VanillaVanilla ch. 23 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
Plastic GirlPlastic Girl5 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
How to Take Care of a Hoody How to Take Care of a HoodyHow to Take Care of a Hoody 2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Written by Masky
1. Under no surcumstance is Hoody allowed to have any sugar after his bedtime
2. No matter how many tmes Hoody begs he cannot have "Crunchie Munchies" for breakfast
3. Do not go along with Hoody's assumption that he is Batman just to shut him up, he will jump out the window just to prove himself
4. Hoody isn't allowed to steal from Alex anymore
5. Do not let Hoody hide anymore Junk food underneath his pillow
6. Do not let Hoody watch Saw
7. Please do not let Hoody watch Saw
8. Oh god
Vanilla ch.5VanillaVanilla ch.53 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