BloodClanBlue eyes gleamed in the moonlit bushes. A strong, muscular cat leaped gracefully out of the bushes, her gray pelt turned silver. A lithe ginger tabby padded silently by her side. I am worried, Featherstar. What will RiverClan say? The large gray tabby looked down at the ginger tabby. You are right to be concerned Squirrelstream. But what can we do about it. We cannot turn back time and change our actions. All we can do is accept the consequences for our actions. Squirrelstream nodded, and once more the duo fell silent. After what seemed like nine lifetimes, the four massive oaks crept into Squirrelstreams line of vision. As if obeying an unspoken command, Squirrelstream and Featherstar quickened the pace from a gentle, easy walk to a trot, then to a run. Finally, ThunderClan burst into Fourtrees.BloodClan7 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
Featherstar leapt on top of the Great rock, and Squirrelstream went to search for her SkyClan friend, Twigheart. She spotted him sitting next to his deputy Raven
'The Killer' And 'Slender' Characters Rant.So to make this clear, I'm not only going to talk about "The Killer"s and "Slender"s. I'm going to cover the Creepy Pasta characters in general. I'm talking about also taking look back at our old buddy Jeff and actually see how much we actually have to support him to make him the character that he is and the he isn't today.'The Killer' And 'Slender' Characters Rant.2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
So let's cut right to the chase to what the main topic is and the one thing everyone wants me to cover and look at. Okay now we all know what "The Killer" and "Slender" characters are, we've all seen them and we've all (more or less) let out a sigh and groan because we're getting fed up with them. Really it's lazy, to me it's just pretty damn lazy. I don't know if you're making it for the fun, or you're trying to create a lover for Jeff or even Slender but if you are trying to make a lover, seriously kids you should know by now that when you try to force something to happen it ain't going to happen. Okay so now that I got my opinion out of the way I should look at
spiderleg lurves sorreltailI could feel my heart racing. Spiderleg just told me he loved me. I didn't know what to say.I already have a mate!spiderleg lurves sorreltail6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I-I-I don't know what to say..." I stuttered.
I could tell he was about to cry.
"D-Don't cry Spiderleg. I-I l-love you too." I confessed
His eyes got brighter but only for a heart beat.
"I was so scared that you would say that you only love Brackenfur." He worried
"To tell you the truth, we've been slipping apart for a while now. He said that he wanted kits,I still thought I was too young. I said no. And ever sense then we haven't really been mates." I told him.
"Then will you be my mate,Sorreltail?"Spiderleg asked me
"of corse! I love you so much!" I meowed
I decided to go hunting. I met Brackenfur on the way.
"Hi!" he greeted me warmly. Then his smile turned into a look of pure fear. "Why do you smell so strongly of Spiderleg?" He asked. I knew I had to tell him.
"I- well he- er... We're uh- mates now. I said yes because I know that you-"
"Just stop tal
Meyer's Writing SucksFor reasons beyond me, there are some people who think that the Twilight series are well written books. I don't think that there's anything wrong with enjoying badly written books, just as long as you realise that they are badly written books. Fans are using the excuse that it was her first book, and it was written just for fun or for herself. Yes, most books are, but is that an excuse to publish a book written entirely in purple prose with repetition, poor grammar, and thesaurus abuse? These books have clearly had little to no editing. Theyre like a very early first draft that I know Id be ashamed to let anyone see. Look at the way that Meyer writes. It's BORING. Meyer uses simple, boring statements. Read the first few sentences of the first chapter:Meyer's Writing Sucks6 years ago in Editorial More Like This
"My mother drove me to the airport with the windows rolled down. It was seventy-five degrees in Phoenix, the sky a perfect, cloudless blue. I was wearing my favorite shirt--sleeveless, white eyelet lace; I was wearing it as
:Taking Secret Pictures: Nom. So, this is my second Swagger Bishie fic. I have a Science exam I need to study for tomorrow hmm pollen grains contain the male sex cells ;] Anyway, this is AU.:Taking Secret Pictures:4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Everyone is friendly friendly~ 8D
Warnings : Slash, Yaoi, Terrible Writing.
Oh yeah, I don't like/care abou Sam/Tucker I just had to get Tucker emo. Hurr Duuurrr~
Do want to own. D:
The three walked around the football field, occasionally casting glances at Tucker, who was sitting quietly on the benches. "How long has he been like that?" Kwan asked Danny. "About two weeks or so," he answered and sighed. "Pfft." Dash rolled his eyes and kicked at a pebble. Danny frowned, "He misses Sam, and she won't be back in a month." "I know!" Dash groaned. Kwan just smiled and shook his head. "Hey, Kwan," the jock said. "Yeah?" Kwan replied and raised an eyebrow. "Watch this " Dash said evily and grinned. "Oh Tucker~!" Dash called in a girly voice, trying to sound like
Living A Lie Chapter 8Chapter 8 ~ KidnappedLiving A Lie Chapter 84 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In the woods near Eggman's Base...
"Scourge explain the plan." said Sonic.
"Alright this is what were going to do. First we break in. Shadow will come to fight us but will use sleeping powder to knock him out. The room Amy's in is locked by a hand scaner. Will use Shadow to open the door, grab Amy, and get out of there." said Scourge.
"Alright, but where did you get sleeping powder?" asked Sonic.
"I stole it from Egghead. Now come on lets go." Scourge said runing towards Eggman's base.
"Were here. Let me unlock the door." Scourge said pulling out a scan card.
"Where'ed you get that?"
"Eggman gave it to me. Sometimes we work togeather on evil plans to kill you."
"Now I wish I didn't ask." the two boys walked in.
With Shadow and Amy...
Shadow's eyes shot open when he sensed Sonic and Scourge were here. He got up and put his shoes on.
"Shadow is everything all right." Amy said sitting up in bed.
"Yeah everything is fine, why don't you go back to sleep?" he said walki
Updated Qwuedeviv Species DocumentUpdated Qwuedeviv Species Document3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
(Kwuh-'deh viv)(Kweh de 'veev)(Kweh ‘deh viv)
Other Names: 'Devivs, Alien Kitties, QDV
The Qwuedeviv learn new languages pretty fast. Their own language is more dependent on tone than the spoken word, thus when learning other languages, sometimes they will toss together utter nonsense as long as their tone is conveying how they feel about something.
Overview: Qwuedeviv are an androgynous race of aliens who share many feline and shark-like qualities. They tend to adapt their appearance based on their environment.
Detailed View: Qwuedeviv are morphing creatures in their younger stages. Up until adolescence, their appearance largely depends on their environment. This includes things ranging from the shape of their limbs and appendages, height, outer skin layer density and much more.
For example, those who live in more humid regions tend to have very minimal fur if any and to
Small Problems Ch.7 (USUK)Alfred looked down at him. "So a squirrel could attack and eat you?"Small Problems Ch.7 (USUK)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Arthur crossed his arms. "A squirrel won't attack or eat me. I'll be in your pocket or on your shoulder.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuh huh. You want to be in my pocket?!" He looked down at the sweatshirt pocket in question. "You'll suffocate or something!"
"As long as you don't cover it or put pressure on it I'll be fine." Arthur replied, shrugging. "It's better than being inside all day, stuck with nothing to do."
Alfred sighed. "Fine, but you'll be on my shoulder; I don't wanna kill you in my pocket." He offered his hand to him.
"You wouldn't kill me. Besides, if was on your shoulder the whole time, someone will see me." Arthur said, but walked onto it and settled in the center.
Alfred raised him to his shoulder. "No one will see you."
Arthur stepped onto it and gripped his sweatshirt collar for support. "And how do you know that?"
Alfred shrugged, standing. "People these days look ahead of them, not to the sides."
When he began mo
Small Problems Ver. 2 Ch.2 (USUK)Arthur went back into the kitchen and began to clean up after his and Alfred's 'drinking'. He was breathing heavily as he poured the rest of the potion down the drain and carefully washed out the cups and teapot. It helped him calm down. About half an hour later, he slowly made his way back to his room. He stood in the doorway, listening for some sort of reaction.Small Problems Ver. 2 Ch.2 (USUK)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alfred jumped when he heard the noise, and when he looked down to see Arthur he started again, falling back. "Oh SHI-!" He fell down and rubbed his back again, cursing at himself for getting scared. After a moment he stood up and walked over to the edge. "Hey, England, seriously I'm sorry for that man!"
"Are you hurt?" Arthur asked, looking fixedly out the window.
Alfred stared at him. "No..." A moment of silence passed. "Iggy, seriously I'm sorry for that. I didn't mean it."
"It's Arthur, damnit." Arthur muttered, and walked over to the cage. He opened the door and held out a hand to him.
Alfred hesitated before walking onto
Pokemon Ice Blue - part 1"Oh, another creepy bootleg pokemon game story. How original."Pokemon Ice Blue - part 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I know that's what you're thinking right now.
You're not totally wrong, but not totally right either.
This story happened in 2004, when the Fire Red and Leaf Green versions came out. As soon as school was over for the day, I headed out to the local GameStop before going back home, trying to make up my mind about which version I should buy.
I peered over the counter at the GBA games, there were so many copies of the new generation... After a few minutes, I chose Pokemon Leaf Green. I paid and decided to stay a bit longer to have a look at the recent games.
I noticed a shiny blue box labelled "Pokemon Ice Blue Version" in a pile of older or less popular games below the display shelf.
"What's that game?" I asked the shop's employee.
"That?" He asked, pointing at it to confirm.
"Oh, we got it by mistake." He answered in an uninterested tone.
"What do you mean?"
"It was in the package of Red and Green games we ordered. If
My ParaNorman Theory (SADSADSADSADSAD)OKay, so, this is my theory to why Norman is misunderstood by everyone. It can become very sad to some veiwers, so be warned.My ParaNorman Theory (SADSADSADSADSAD)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Norman doesn't actually belong to his family, the Babcocks. Actually, he was adopted when he was 7 years old or maybe younger. The reason he was adopted is because his parents were paranormal investigators, and they were killed during a paranormal happening in thier own home. Norman was at the house while they were killed, and began seeing ghosts ever since. Not only could he see them, he could fully comunicate with them as well. The parent's friend and Norman's godmother, Laura, saw the couple dead on the floor a few minutes after she heard a really loud noise from next door, and saw Norman crying in the corner of the room they were killed in. She willingly took Norman into her family, but no one was aware of Norman's sudden sixth sence other than himself. And, the first family home schooled Norman, so that probably why the kids at school don't understand him e
Shadamy: Amy and her NeighbourAmy and her NeighbourShadamy: Amy and her Neighbour2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Italics is Amy Narrating)
(Normal is the Events happening)
Hi, my name is Amy Rose. All my life I have lived in fear. Today marks 943 since I have stayed in this house. I have never gone outside ever since he showed up. I even had dreams about him. He was always chasing me every time I went out-
Amy had been cut off when she heard a doorknob turn. She was inside her closet sitting on a stool with her lights off. She was carrying a torch which was shining on her face. She is a pink hedgehog with quills which ended below her shoulders along with three bangs covering her left eye.. She was wearing a strange pink suit on with the top part not covering her revealing her white singlet. She turned her head to the door on her left to reveal a grown looking red male hedgehog checking up on her; turning the light on when he opened the door. He saw the ridiculous outfit she was wearing and the position she was in. He couldn’t help but chuckle at h
FF_DrawSome people asked for bit of BBRae romance so here. I'm not really good at the whole romantic thing but I hope you'll like it guys. Oh and also If you have any Beast Boy story ideas. Let me know I may write about it.FF_Draw3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans.
Status: Raven/BeastBoys slight relationship
"What are you doing?" asked Raven as she was standing on the Towers roof top. Looking at the green changeling.
"AHH! Geez Rae don't scare me like that, I almost got a heart attack." Beast Boy says holding his chest emphasizing the last part. He was sitting at edge on the roof top with a notebook on his lap.
"It's Raven, and you didn't answer my question, what are you doing?" she said slightly irritated by his given nickname.
"What? Can't a guy enjoy the view here?" he asked raising an eyebrow with a grin on his face.
"Of course you can but-" Raven stops when she notices the notebook on his lap.
"What's that on your lap?" she
Ambush the Badger!Ambush the Badger!3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A gray tom with darker stripes padded around the CliffClan camp, looking for something to do. A golden tabby tom appeared out of the warriors’ den and padded towards the medicine cat apprentice.
"Hey, Pebblepaw! Have you practiced those battle moves, yet?" Goldenstripe, the CliffClan deputy, called.
Pebblepaw turned to the voice of the deputy. "Not lately," he meowed. "Lots of cats have been getting wounded lately; Firefoot has been keeping me busy."
"It's because of that badger," Goldenstripe growled and bore his teeth. "It comes and goes as it pleases and we can't seem to chase it away."
A long-haired blue-gray she-cat with lighter paws suddenly pelted into the camp. "Oh, hello Goldenstripe," she said. "Got any news?"
"Hi, Raintail," the Clan deputy meowed. "Nothing of the moment, only that there's a badger going around our territory. We already had two cats injured from it, too."
"Badger huh?" Pebblepaw repeated. "Okay I'll try not to leave camp on my own and practice my defen
CP: Pokemon Chimchar's EditionI recall the fun of playing Pokemon Platinum edition. I absolutely adored the storyline. Everything about the game called to me. But then came the day when I caught that Shinx... ever since then, everything changed...CP: Pokemon Chimchar's Edition5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was at least my twentieth time replaying Pokemon Platinum. Everytime I started it with a different Pokemon team. I liked variety. But this time... I was bound and determined to play through the game with a starter for once. I had managed a play through with a Torterra. I had once played through with an Empoleon and a Rotom. But Chimchar and its evolutions always got evaded. This time... I was using Chimchar.
Things had gone well at first. I started the game, picked Chimchar when it asked me my starter; so far so good. I had named my Chimchar Nini. I wasn't sure why. Nini was at level 10 when I first wandering into Route 202. "This time, I'm not gonna let some wild Pokemon distract me from training Chimchar." I reassured myself.
Wandering into the grass, a wild Pokemon
B. Want p.2Want part 2B. Want p.24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Scarecrow x Riddler Slash
All characters belong to DC comics.
It was a word he was more then familiar with. Want of attention, knowledge, acclamation, it drove his every choice and action, he was well aware of the fact. He didn't consider it a weakness, far from it. It was encouragement and excuse to play out his skills. Whether with word or invention, by achievement, or cheating, it didn't matter.
Edward Nygma got what he wanted.
The world was full of challenges to him and he was determined to take the prize one way or another. Still there was one trophy that alluded him, so far at least. Every time the Bat threw him into the hell hole where lesser idiots came to die he would be reminded. Across the mess hall or in the yards he would watch his target, one of the few bright spots of interest in the darkness. He had not failed to take his claim, no, opportunity had yet
Plague: Croc FanaticPlague: Croc Fanatic4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Inside the sewers of Gotham City.
A young woman in a straight jacket casually walked through the darkness and stench of the sewage water.
"I've never thought of banging with my love in a filthy place like this but thank God I'm open minded," she told herself as she noticed her left eye twitching wildly. "Heheeehee I must be getting close", she cheered with lustful joy.
A few miles further away in his underground lair.
Killer Croc and his three henchmen (Butch, Vic, and Freddy) finished unloading the bags of money they had stolen from the Downtown Gotham Bank.
Killer Croc grinned at the countless amounts of bills they took then sighed in slight displeasure afterwards.
"Boys. Catch some shut eye cuz we're going afta' the big fish tonight," Killer Croc said throwing a bucket of fish guts at his two pet crocodiles.
"What you talking about, Boss?," Butch ,the muscular one of the three henchmen, asked slightly confused. "Wasn't this enough?"
"It'll be enough afta' we pull a heist on ol' Rich
Batfic: Riddle me this ProfessorBatfic: Riddle me this Professor4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Riddle me this Professor.
Riddler x Scarecrow
Jonathan Crane hadn't cared for much over his lifetime but he had always loved the subject of psychology. He adored everything about it, dissecting a man's mind without so much as a scalpel, poring over the volumes of bizarre behavior of hundreds upon hundreds of case studies, observing every little social choice and interaction as a road map to past horrors and future doubts. To think his career was dedicated to the most magnificent innovation in human history. He was paid to analyze it, expand its applications and teach others with the results. Oh he enjoyed the teaching, never had there been a time he was not only allowed but encourage to talk about his favorite subject in as much detail as he could manage.
It was the students he hated.
By god, he hated them. He hated the the ones who coasted by in the back rows, barely doing enough work to keep their athletic scholarships. He hated the ones up front who pandered to him,
Death 4 AllThe scientists watched from the other side of their glass shields. They knew what they had made. They knew it was evil, but they didnt care. Such was the way of mankind.Death 4 All7 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
-Professor Nabe Gewell-
What you are reading now are the collected and recorded surviving documents of the R-VEX experiments.
They called it Rage Virus. It was the next generation in biological weaponry, designed and tested by the late Professor Nabe Gewell at the Mercy Medical and Biological Weaponry Institute Complex.
Deployable in gas or liquid form, it would attack the nervous system, rendering the target immobile, before shifting to the glands of the human body and causing huge overdoses in the creation of adrenaline and testosterone. This would drive the victim nigh enough insane, causing them to attack anything they could find, before eventually destroying themselves.
Or, at least, that was the idea.
These are the notes of three scientists working on R-VEX:
donatelloxapril4ever's contest entryI squeezed my eyes shut even tighter, a slight sweat coating my face. I recited my mantra over and over in my head, until the green boy’s face snaked its way back into my mind. Overwhelming me once more, a burst of energy was released from the gem on my forehead and a pillow ripped into shreds.donatelloxapril4ever's contest entry2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
But this time Cyborg didn’t even bother to look up from the French toast he was making. “There goes another thing we gotta replace,” he muttered.
I shot open my eyes and threw my face into my hands. I hovered above the couch, going up and down ever so slightly. My cheeks felt so hot I was surprised they didn’t burn through my palm.
I heard footsteps clank towards me and the smell of maple syrup grow stronger. I ran my hands down my face slowly with an exasperated huff. I focused my amethyst eyes on the metal teen stretched out on the couch beside me, chewing a piece of French toast curiously.
“Spill,” he half ordered half questioned once he swallowed.
The Simple Life Chapter 5The Simple Life Chapter 52 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hooves ground into the dirt, tails flipped back and forth anxiously, the crowds around the starting line cheered as their friends and family members of the inhabitants of the small town of Ponyville took their positions on the starting line. With the Wonderbolt cadets partaking in the race there were considerably more racers than normal but Spitfire accommodated by placing her recruits in formation behind the regular entries, much to the chagrin of Lighting Dust and Fleetfoot.
As the racers all made final stretches and readied themselves, a grey earth pony in a black and white striped shirt with a whistle made his way to side of the of the starting line and addressed everyone.
“Welcome one and all to the Running of the Leaves, I want you all to remember to have fun out there and have a safe race! Now Racers, I’d like to call your attention to Ponyville’s own little supermodel who will signal the start of the race!”
Everypony's attention turned to the opposite si
Batman fic: HomophobiaHomophobiaBatman fic: Homophobia4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ridder x Scarecrow Slash
I own no one, if I did the DC Universe would be a hell of a lot gayer. So its probably for the best.
The alarms began at exactly 2:13 am, a sound so common it was no more distracting then that of a distant police siren. Not a single inmate gave the blinking lights in the dark more then a glance or a fleeting thought of who had caused it.
Who it was fleeing from Arkham Asylum tonight?
The plan took almost a week to put together, casual seeming chatter over a chessboard. The guards had not picked up on the double meanings whispered under breath, and now they paid for it.
They screamed, at the top of their lungs, clutching and scratching at their clothes. They were being attacked, set aflame, crawled over, or at least that's what they thought. In truth they were only wriggling on the floor, fighting off their imaginary enemies.
"How long are you going to stare at them?" A mans voice broke through