Nightmare UMVC3 MovesetNightmare UMVC3 Moveset4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Ultimate Marvel vs. Capcom 3 Moveset:
Species: Evil Spirit/Sword
Game Series: Soul Series
First Appearance: Soul Edge (1995)
Health: 1,050,000 HP Points
Voice Actor: Patrick Ryan
Power Ranking (Out of 7)
Energy Projection: 5
Fighting Ability: 7
Assist Alpha: Soul Edge Guillotine (Direct, Tilt Down)
Assist HC: Soul Explosion
Assist Beta: Soul Edge Spear (Direct, Front)
Assist HC: Soul Explosion
Assist Gamma: Soul Wave (Direct, Instant)
Assist HC: Soul Explosion
There was a time when a man named Siegfried Schtauffen took control of the Soul Edge, becoming powerless under the power of the blade. He eventually was able to retrieve his mentality and used the power of the holy blade Soul Calibur in order to save his body. He was separated from his Nightmare form and became the new wielder of Soul Calibur, while Inferno made a pact with Zasalmel, who made him a new body of his own. Thus Nightmare was born
Didn't mean to scare you, oops(Requested by Dekler :3)Didn't mean to scare you, oops4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She opened her eyes, and saw that the Enderman had backed away slightly, and was now holding out a hand to help her up. The blond stared. What... Why on earth? In utter confusion, she grabbed it's hand and let out a yelp as it hoisted her to her feet with ease and held out the diamond block she'd abandoned when she'd run away. But why? Fleet tilted her head and took the block, looking into the Enderman's eyes. It stared back and seemed to quiver a little, but it could still move. Why? Just... Why?
The answer was because it liked those big bright blue eyes, and the shiny hair. The Enderman wondered whether or not the hair was soft. Fleet didn't understand why it was staring at her hair... Did it want to pet her or someth- Her question was answered as it raised it's hand to her head and ran it through her short hair. It sent a small shock through her, jolting her body. It was indeed soft, and the Enderman could detect a
The Nightshades: Chapter ThreeThe Nightshades: Chapter Three3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Games > Elder Scroll Series > Pre Skyrim
Pairings: Cicero / Future Dragonborn - Listener
Location: Bravil 188 4E (well before events at Helgen in 4E 201)
Story Status: Complete!
(All Chapters 1 - 6 posted)
Summary: Tasked with delivering an important message to the Listener Alisanne Dupre in Bravil, a young and cocky Cicero let's curiosity get the best of him. The Listener's stammering and seemingly meek apprentice Beatriz, he soon learns is but a year his junior. She is also an "innocent" and not apart of the Dark Brotherhood. At least not yet according to Alisanne and even though Cicero is ordered, during his short stay to help protect yet keep his distance from her apprentice, he cannot help but bend the rules. To not just find out why Beatriz holds the Night Mother's interest but his as well.
Warning: I choked up a little during writing this chapter. So you may need a tissue too.
His hand upon her cheek t
Oblivion - CoronationDid he need that day to gain the eyes of a king?Oblivion - Coronation11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
To most people, he did. Not to me. He was no different when he spread newborn wings, when light showered on him from the skies. There was a gem shining on his chest, yes, outside of space and time — but the man I saw there, rising to the heavens, was still my modest friend.
The world is both unforgiving and blind. People cast quick judgement upon what they do not know. What matters most to them is the sight of blood and gold — they had to see him shine, clad in silk and rich garments, before praising his name.
They keep asking to hear how he vanished. They want me to tell of how he burst into light, of the fire that raged in his divine form. None of them bothers to imagine the man he was before all that.
All that I care about is insignificant today, buried for good in the cold tomb of history. Yet, when he left our world, the details I cherish on my own were fiercely alive. There was the curve of his hands, the one I had so m
Grievous: ReflectionLiving, breathing, organic life.Grievous: Reflection4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Warriors, blood, death sacrifice.
Pain, wounds, tears, and scars.
Love, strength, courage, will.
Swords, guns, fists, and speed.
Practice, battles, victories, triumph.
Close, protect, heal, sense.
Beach, death, shock.
Sadness, denial, depression, heartbroken.
work exchange, aid.
Loyalty, permanent, bomb
Mission, shuttle, martyr.
Taken, separatist, kept alive.
No arms, no legs, no mouth.
Life support, table, robotics.
Lifeless, careless, blunt.
Blood, slaughter, guts.
Body parts, replacements.
Transferred, tampered, tortured.
Wires, drills, parts.
Cold, lifeless, metal.
Oblivion/Shivering Isles - RebirthWhen Sheogorath awakens, the world lies in pieces around his throne.Oblivion/Shivering Isles - Rebirth1 month ago in General Fiction More Like This
He thinks it does, at least, from what he can tell. But playing guessing games does not help, for it is maddening either way – to sit around and keep his distance never suited him. Not even before.
Because there was a before, surely, maybe. Wasn’t there a before?
He leaves the stray thought to rot in a corner of his mind. He has little need for chit-chat like that. Sheogorath came into being to shape reality, and that is what he always does.
To reach for the pieces is his first instinct. He is, after all, the lord of all things broken and incomplete. He sees them, the rainbow shards of creation, just one touch away – and when his hands finally get there, aching with confusion, he finds their images are all in his mind.
It is the whole world, broken down in his memories. Fragments of things that might have happened, or once were, and more than once. Pieces of all that is and will be,
On the nature of SithisOn the nature of SithisOn the nature of Sithis7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
By Lily Surilie, a humble servant and a faithful daughter to our Dread Father and Unholy Matron
Everybody who has ever bothered to visit a library has surely noticed an outstanding number of researches dedicated to the Nine as well as to the Daedra, but hardly anyone has ever found a work uncovering the mystery of Sithiss nature. This humble research was done to fill the regrettable gap in our theological knowledge. Some of my acquaintances were eager to prevent me from doing this research part of them being convinced that the topic is of no interest, others believing the very idea would most surely rouse ire of our Dread Father. The former are very wrong for there is no such topic which is of no interest to a devout scholar, as for the latter well, I shall be the first to know if Sithis is displeased with my work.
One of the first questions one faces when entering the Dark Brotherhood is: What is Sithis? The answers are numerous
A Time for Comfort...(Martin x Lysa)The Elder Scrolls and allA Time for Comfort...(Martin x Lysa)1 year ago in Drama More Like This
characters and content are
copyrighted to Bethesda.
Lyrics to 'The Last of the Giants'
are copyrighted to George R.R. Martin
Please refer to Karliene Reynolds'
rendition/arrangement for the
'version' Lysa sings. Seriously, go
support this amazing artist. She rocks.
(Commissioned Illustration by Roslynn Sommers)
Evening Star (December) 3E 433 - Aftermath of "Blood of the Daedra"
(~4 months after the death of Uriel VII on 27th of Last Seed (August))
Harsh, bitter cold winds blew down from the Jerall Mountains, whistling and howling like a pack of banshees in the night. Its wailing could be heard even in the communal barracks beneath the Western Wing of Cloud Ruler Temple. Lysa dipped her washrag into a basin
Skyrim - Fifteen SecondsThey don’t even call your name. You step ahead.Skyrim - Fifteen Seconds3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You know it will be fast; fifteen seconds, more or less, to close your eyes on a world.
Fifteen seconds and one chance to try - you breathe so fast you would explode, even though your effort is bound to end in nothing anyway. There is no way to keep it all with you.
So few are the things you can cling to, so many slip away - the peaks and the snow and your lost tomorrow, the sunlight, the voices, the yells that are killing your every chance.
Five seconds of walking to your end, on the ground that was never meant to be your home, nor even just a glimpse in a life of adventures. You bend your useless legs and wait for what is left of you to vanish. Five seconds of agony and fighting with the smell, with the blood of a poor soul, still warm on your neck.
Two seconds to hear the dragon roar - for real, again, you know your time is up.
You fade to black. You never see your future as it comes to take your life.
PietroxReader Something's Missing...“I done goofed.”PietroxReader Something's Missing...10 months ago in Romance More Like This
The girl stared at the table in front of her, trying to figure out what about the drawing in front of her looked off.
She squinted at the image suspiciously. Her glasses slid slightly down her nose as she scrutinized her work.
“Hey, (y/n)! Whatcha doing?”
The girl jumped and let out a yelp as her papers blew in all directions. She pressed her hand to her chest and took deep breaths trying to calm her racing heart. She turned on her assailant and glared at him.
“What have I told you about sneaking up on me?”
His arm was crossed over his chest and he had covered his mouth with his hand in an attempt to muffle his laughter.
He snickered and fully crossed his arms.
“Not to do it unless you’re in the bathroom.”
“Exactl-that is not what I told you!”
“That’s what I heard.”
“I told you never to sneak up on me.”
“I distinctly remember an <
The Queen's Eyes Three - The TreatyThe Queen's Eyes Three - The Treaty2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Betath and Kaawen spent a couple of weeks doing random jobs around the island and getting to know each other. They used thunderbugs to get rid of a rat problem on a moon sugar plantation, helped solve a harpy problem, and assisted some Bosmer whose host tree was ill. Betath didn’t really understand what was going on with the tree, but it distressed Kaawen quite a bit. Apparently, these wood elves had summoned a spirit to heal the tree, but a kwama farmer’s livestock had gotten loose and was trying to eat the tree spirit.
“Have you ever tried to pilot a ship through a hurricane when your entire stock of kwama eggs hatches and goes completely bug-nuts?” the elf had said. “I’ve tried it; can’t recommend it.”
Kaawen hadn’t appreciated when Betath had laughed himself silly over it.
Betath found the little wood elf fascinating. It was easy to underestimate her because she was so smal
A Brief History of the Minecraft UniverseIn the beginning, there was the End, and the End was everything. There was nothing in the world but a scarce few floating islands, each seperated by many leagues of empty space. There was but one form of life, and they called themselves the Endermen. They stood on average three metres tall and had jet black hides. They had disconcertingly long limbs which had no joints but instead curved gracefully. Though their bodies would appear strange to the later races, their minds were filled with curiosity and intrigue at the world around them. They explored their islands and found a mysterious substance suspending them in mid-air. This substance, dubbed "gravitite", became the basis of the Enderman civilisation.A Brief History of the Minecraft Universe4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
They crafted tools, picks and axes using its remarkable properties. The Endermen used this mineral to create great flying machines to allow them to cross the voids between the islands. Their species united, their sciences advanced to heights that no later civilisation would reach for m
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 5I arrived for my shift just before midnight, and I crossed paths with the night guard whose shift was just ending. He didn’t really want to chat, only telling me that something was wrong with some of the animatronics. When I asked him what was wrong, he remained silent and left rather abruptly. He wasn’t going to come back tomorrow night, I could tell.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 51 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
The first thing I saw when I walked in was Chica pressing her face against the window, smiling at me. “You came back!” she exclaimed cheerfully, proceeding to hug me once again. “I was so excited that you were coming back, I couldn’t keep still! I kept running back to the office to see if you had arrived, but when I tried to talk to the guard, he slammed the door in my face.” Yep, that guy was definitely not coming back again.
I had just entered the office when I heard someone knocking loudly on one of the closed security doors; the previous guard must have put them down. I flicked on the door li
Minecraft: The GameChap and Bertie Chronicles 1Chapter 1: GameChap & Bertie and the Curious DeviceMinecraft: The GameChap and Bertie Chronicles 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Stone rumbled and fell from the ceiling as the roof of the temple began to cave in. "GameChap!" Bertie shouted. "We must make haste!"
GameChap stuffed the broken black disc into his bag as he fended off an unliving guardian of this place; a skeleton dressed in baroque golden armour. It was not the skeleton of a man, that much was clear from the snout. Its scimitar raised creakily for another strike, which GameChap was only just able to deflect.
"I agree with you, Bertie!" GameChap shouted over the roar of shifting stone, dodging and parrying blows from another three undead guards, "but these blighters are hard to shift!"
Seeing an opportunity, Bertie grabbed hold of the rope they'd used to swing across the deep chasm in the temple that divided the altar room into two halves. What rotten luck that taking the artifacts had caused the temple to collapse! He swung across, hitting a skeleton squarely in the back with his feet. It sn
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 106 AM finally arrived; it had been a long night for me, with all the fighting and destruction and whatnot. I hadn’t heard anything from the others since they left, but I didn’t want to be rude by spying on them with the cameras. It was just as I was about to leave when Bonnie came thudding down the hallway. “So how did it go?” I asked the bunny.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 101 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Actually,” he started hesitantly, “Things went better than I expected. Chica and I managed to talk some sense into Freddy, and he seemed to calm down. He said that you can work on Foxy tomorrow night if you really feel the need to, although we already reinstalled his voice box.” Bonnie jumped. “Oh yeah! That’s what I wanted to ask you. How did you get it to work without his jaw?”
“Oh, did Freddy tell you about that?”
Bonnie shook his head and pointed at his long, floppy ears. “I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation. I do that sometimes, but it
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 8I put down the monitor hastily; had Foxy said what I thought he said? Did Freddy make that huge hole in the fox’s chest? These questions I would have to put on hold for the time being, as something much more important was going down.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 81 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Bonnie swore under his breath. “Goddammit, not this again...” The rabbit took off down the hallway towards the dining area; I immediately ran after him along with Chica, but neither of us could keep up with the Energizer Bunny. It wasn’t until we reached the Dining Area that we caught up with him.
I immediately noticed that one of the tables was missing, and a quick glance around the room revealed that it had been smashed against Pirate’s Cove. Freddy was standing near the Show Stage, pounding his fists aggressively; Bonnie stood in front of him, trying to reason with the enraged bear as I entered the room. “Boss, please...” I heard him say to Freddy, “Not in front of Elena...”
I had a grim hunch
I'm The Purple Guy - Lyrics"Hello, hello Um, this is just a friendly reminder about company policy regarding the safe room. At no point should a customer go inside.....I'm The Purple Guy - Lyrics7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Management has also been made aware that the 'spring' body animatronic has been noticeably moved.."
So here we are..
My body inside this nightmare
Don't you stare for too long at my curse
It happened too fast..
What happened in the past,
Is something I would constantly rehearse..
Yea, I'm aggressive!
Feast your eyes on my magnetic,
All the tattered wires,
Your futile demise
Will become your curse!!!
[Bridge] So, I trapped myself away
From immortal dismay
Then the blood so profound
Came to send me down
All the cables in my brain
Making me go insane
But the soul still lives!!
[Chorus] I am, the Purple Guy! >: D
Come and see the show tonight! >: )
Turn the spotlight onto me >:3
My body's ready
Now, the Purple rise'll
Come to conquer all your cries!
The phantoms are the less of your worries /:1
Proof of GodTo start off, I'd like you to take a moment to consider why it is you don'tProof of God5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
believe our God exists.
You cannot stay in a state of lacking belief in God. After all, my dog doesn't believe in God, either, but she's not an atheist. To state that you simply don't believe is not sufficient. There must be a reason. On a similar note, I don't believe "blind faith" is sufficient either. I don't just "believe" in God, I have reasons for my beliefs. Either you have accepted the idea of God, or you have rejected it.
So what is the cause for your rejection? What is the basis that you found this view on? When put under speculation, is it adequate? Is it flawed? Is it subjective? This first section of my "essay" deals with reasons you might have for rejecting that our God exists, and refuting them.
I believe there is no God because . . .
1. There's no proof.
That statement is subjective. I'm probably going to use this word a lot, so here's a quick definition: subjective means biased or one-s
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 12What greeted me at the doorway was not Chica, but instead my boss of all people. “Boss?” I asked in surprise, “What are you doing here at such a late hour?” He arched an eyebrow at me suspiciously.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 1210 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Well, I’m sure that you’re aware that the previous guard quit his job the other night, so naturally I had to fill in his spot.” My boss opened the door and walked me inside; not a single sign of the band members anywhere. “He said that the way the animatronics were acting at night was... unusual, to say the least,” he continued.
We entered the office, where I found a brand new night guard uniform neatly folded on my chair. “What’s this for?” I asked; I was never too fond of the guard uniforms, and I never wore them at night anyways.
“We suspected that the animatronics are acting strangely because apparently, they activate whenever they see someone who isn’t a night guard. From what I know, someone has
Ode to KeldeoOde to Keldeo3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Sweet little pony: cream, chestnut and blue
Yearns to be strong and brave and true.
Learns from his teachers, their patience and trust,
Lessons in life that you cannot rush.
Ambitious young kelpie, with eyes of grey
Recklessly sure then, he ran away.
Brave little warrior, certain and steady
But he faced a dragon before he was ready.
Our hero was strong, the dragon was stronger
They fought till the pony could take it no longer.
Battered and broken, quaking in fear,
“Cream-coloured kelpie, away from here!”
So moon and candle, give me your light
Fire in the hearth, burn clear, burn bright.
Children, gather in the fire's warm glow
And I'll tell you the story of Keldeo.
Weak and stumbling, attempting to flee,
Saved by a travelling group of three
They saw he was hurt, they bandaged his wounds
But he knew the dragon would find him soon
For he hadn't finished what he had begun,
And his foe would not rest till the battle was won.
The pony was frightened: trembling, he said,
High Krawl are EvilKrawl are EvilHigh Krawl are Evil4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
When You're Evil Voltaire parody
Jado: When the Master is too busy
And deaths a bit too much
They call we, by name you see,
For our special touch.
Maja: To the Gentlemen we're Misfortune
To the Ladies we're Surprise
Gelberous: But call us by any name
Anyway it's all the same
Jado: I'm the thorn in your side
I'm the pebble in your shoe
Gelberous: I'm the smoke from your cigar
I'm a burn on every chef
Gronos: I'm the peel on which you slip
I'm a pin in every hip
Maja: I'm the pain in your spine
Makes you wriggle and writhe
Krux: And it's so easy when you're evil
Jado: This is the life, you see
The Master tips his hat to me
Maja: We do it all because we're evil