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"So... do you think I should do it?" Willis asked, inspecting the red liquid inside the needle.
"It's all up to you. We have a serum that can make you normal again, so if you change your mind about this, just tell us." Morgan replied, grabbing his clipboard from the table.
"Alright then, I'm ready." Willis said.
"Okay. Keep in mind that the transformation will be painless, for the most part. You might wanna take your clothes off if you want to keep them." Morgan said, preparing the needle.
Quickly, Willis stripped down to nothing except his boxers. He didn't want it to be that awkward. Without another word spoken, Morgan walked up beside Willis, needle in hand. He had an alcohol wipe to rub around the area of contact. Once the area on his arm was coated in the alcohol, Morgan slowly inserted the needle into Willis. Willis felt a stinging feeling on his arm from the needle. It stung even more as the liquid was injected in him.
"Remember, this is still somewhat e
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It was dark. Charlie felt pain flow through his entire body, raging at every part. He tried to move, only to find that he was restrained down on a metal table. Strange sounds and noises echoed all around him, indicating he was in a big room. He felt that large metal restraints forced him against the table, making it impossible to escape. He could do nothing but wait at this point. Wait to live or wait to die. He began to think back on how he got in this mess.
It was a cloudy day, a heavy overcast covered the sun, as Charlie sat on the front steps of his school, waiting. He knew they should have been here by now, but Charlie began to grow impatient of waiting. Pulling out his phone, Charlie slid it open to only be more disappointed to see that the phone battery was dead.
"Great." He said, sighing and putting the phone back into his pocket.
No phone, no sun and nobody around him. This was something that Charlie was used to. He wasn't really the social butterfly, nor
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Sam suddenly felt a large blast of something wet hit him in the legs from behind. Quickly turning around, Sam found that his Feraligatr had sprayed him with water, completely soaking his legs and his lower back. However, he didn't feel threatened by it at all. He knew that his Feraligatr was just playing around. A smile formed on his face.
"What was that all about?" Sam asked, chuckling as he walked towards his Pokémon.
The Feraligatr remained silent and stared blankly at her trainer.
"You alright?" Sam asked, now a little worried.
Still, the tall Pokémon was silent.
A sudden itch began on both of his feet. Sam rubbed his shoe into the other to try and get rid of the itchy feeling. However, it remained. At first, he simply thought it was the water that had seeped into his shoes and soaked his socks. But, it got to the point where the itching became very unbearable. Sam proceeded to sit on the ground, pulling off his shoes and socks. Once he got both o
Once-ler Mini-Series Chapter 2Once-ler Mini-Series Chapter 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This is the next chapter! Yey! What do you call the stuff on the trees? Cuz I just call it "fluff". XD. Not much has happened since I posted the last chapter, so without further adeiu, chapter 2! (lol)
I step out of the bathroom in huge sweats that barely fit me. Boy, was this guy tall or what? My hair was still damp from my shower. The Once-ler was curled up on one side of the bed. I got in on the other side, scooting to the edge, trying not to touch him. Sleep pulls me under almost immediately.
When I wake up, Once-ler is still asleep. I begin to get out of bed, but he grabs me and suddenly pulls me to him. I try to move but I'm kind of stuck. I give a yelp when he holds me tighter and his eyes fly open. He instantly lets me go and jumps up.
"I-I'm so sorry," Once-ler says. He looks down. I blush a little and get up. I look at him.
"Really?" I say. Once-ler looks up, confused. "Bu
Once-ler Mini-Series Chapter 1Once-ler Mini-Series Chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hope you all are doing well. I'm great. I am just going to write this because I love Once-ler and I got tired of waiting for more chapters of other Once-ler fanfics to come out. Hope you like X3 Chapter one:
I walk down the valley of the newly grown Truffula trees. I look at all the amazing colors of the fluff on the tops of them, the perfect stuff for Thneeds. Why did I ever cut down those trees? I see all of the amazing creatures that use the trees for lots of things. By cutting them down, I had taken everything from them. I felt terrible. I was so glad when Ted came along and brought them back.
As an old man in my 80's not many people recognized me at first. At least I was accepted by them now. I had worked hard to help grow the Truffula trees again.
I finally reached my home. I step inside and walk upstairs to my bedroom. I lay on my bed. I feel my time is almost up. I slowly st
Once-ler Mini-Series Chapter 3Once-ler Mini-Series Chapter 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
XD I'm surprised I even made it past chapter 2. lol here ya go, chapter 3!
I wake up on my kitchen floor. My mind is spinning. I shake my head to clear it. What just happened? Last thing I remember is being hit in the head with something. I touch my face and immediately pull my hand away. Ouch.
Then I hear screaming from outside. I get up and run out my door, but not before grabbing an ax. When I'm outside, I see Ace holding a gun pointed at Allison. I immediately throw my ax at Ace. It hits him on the foot. He screams and drops his gun, gets in his car and drives away.
I look over at Allison, who is staring in the direction Ace went with huge eyes. I walk over to her and bring her inside.
"Why...?" Allison starts, still looking terrified.
"Why what?" I ask.
"Why did you save me... again? You owe me nothing." She says.
"Well," I say, "Would you rather I let him kill you?" Allison shake
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Perhaps if she knew the truth; she would only vie for a lie.
"Are you ready to go? I said I would fetch you soon, Luce." A breathtaking blonde man said as he approached a pair of girls, his emerald gaze soft and affectionate. He was speaking to a girl by the name of Lucy a girl who had (unfortunately) been born in the Kurabayashi laboratory. He had taken care of her ever since she was little, and had soon grown to think of her as a daughter rather than a useless experiment.
She looked surprised, and a frown formed on her face. "Already?" She asked, obviously upset. "Please, can't I stay a little longer, Papa?" The blonde man looked at the young teen for a while, before a smile lit up his features, and he nodded slowly.
"A bit longer." He promised, an amused chuckle passing by his lips when the black-haired girl's eyes lit up with excitement. Before he turned to leave however, he cast a glance at the girl's raven-haired companion. Kohaku. That girl was always up to trouble
Captive Hearts - Chapter OneCaptive Hearts - Chapter One in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It seemed to be a typical Tuesday morning; the air was crisp; the sun bright; and not a single could was visible in the gentle blue sky However, it was not an average day - for something had gone amiss. Actually, something had been wrong for almost three months ... It was obvious to every one of the prison guards and inmates and everyone was worried; a certain few more than others. One, to be exact and that was Jason.
The purple-haired adult stared out of an open window in which warm sunlight poured through, bathing him in a soft gold. He felt his heart lurch as he heard his fellow guards murmuring quietly to one-another. They were talking about Xavier talking about the one he loved the most. Oh yes; they were worried about the silver-haired beauty when he never returned from his one-week vacation. And they still were but they simply couldn't pass up a chance at gossip.
The first week the male never returned was filled with commotio
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"I will do what I want! I don't have to tell you guys all the time!" I winced a little as I heard my brothers' voice yelling. I really didn't know why he was yelling so much, and always at our parents anymore. I mean I know that Toshi sometimes didn't agree with what they did, but he normally listened to them. As of late, that had changed.
I was in my room, in my pajamas, and hugging one of my teddy bears close to me. My room might be on the second floor of our home, but I could still hear them clearly when they were yelling. Just like I could hear my brother coming up the stairs right now. How did I know it was him? There were a few reasons: a) he was muttering: b) he was the only one that stomped up here. The room that our parents used was down the stairs.
"Toshi." I said as I climbed off my bed, and out into the hall. He stopped and looked at me in an irritated matter: even though I wasn't sure why.
"What is it, brat?" He always called me that lately. I didn't care. I knew h
V is for VictoryV is for VictoryV is for Victory in General Fiction More Like This
New York, July 1, 1812
The sun was just rising over the horizon as the town started to wake. People started leaving their homes heading for work, children running down the sidewalks, heading for school. One of them, a young boy in his post-childhood, was at the rear of a group of students. He was wearing a tan undershirt with a brown vest, along with brown and tan striped pants. A black hat with orange goggles covered his slightly messy brown hair. Even though he was last in the group, he still has a form of joyful aura around him.
A young girl was running down the sidewalk, trying to catch up to the kid. She had blond, shoulder-length hair that was braided into pigtails. She was wearing the average middle class clothing; white dress with matching shoes, a blue bonnet covering her head except the pigtails, and, due to her being short-sighted, wears glasses as well. She also had a bracelet that her mother gave her during her early school days.
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Chapter 1: A New Time
New York City Central Park, July 3, 2012
The city that never sleeps was in the middle of a thunderstorm. Despite the weather, people still traveled on the sidewalks, although with umbrellas. Those without would often use newspapers as makeshift umbrellas. Traffic was congested as always, mainly with taxis ferrying people to their destinations. There were a few people in the park during the storm, mainly running to try and get to dry spots in the area.
One person, however, was close to a stone cliff in the park. His black hair was wet from the rain, same as his clothes, as he was in a black tank-top with red sweatpants along with black Nike shoes as well. A boombox sat nearby with some plastic covering it to shield it from the rain, as well as a CD case and the boombox's bag underneath that was playing some music that he was going in tune with. However, he wasn't dancing to it, he was using it to keep a rhythm going. He was
Zoroark ReportZoroark (the Illusion Fox Pokémon) is a rare Dark-type Pokémon found among dark forests within the Unova and Kalos regions as well as the Hoenn region on rare occasions. Seldom seen and relatively mysterious, little is known about Zoroark because of their rarity and tendency to avoid human contact; what is obvious, however, is that you do not want to face these beasts unprepared. They are truly as dangerous as they look, and with the ability to turn the very world around them inside-out and upside-down, there are few opponents that won't be sent reeling when forced to face these masters of illusion in battle!Zoroark Report in Profiles More Like This
Although Zorua and Zoroark are by no means exceptionally weak, they are relatively shy and almost never appear in front of humans…at least, not in their natural forms. Both Zorua and their evolved form, Zoroark, possess exceptionally advanced extrasensory powers that actually allow them to manipulate light waves; in essence, this grants them the ability to generate
Zorua ReportZorua (the Tricky Fox Pokémon) is a rare Dark-type Pokémon found among dark forests within the Unova and Kalos regions as well as the Hoenn region on rare occasions. Seldom seen and relatively mysterious, little is known about Zorua because of their rarity and tendency to avoid human contact. Finding one of these strange creatures is definitely not easy, but most people native to the regions they call home have probably already seen one before; they just might not actually know it!Zorua Report in Profiles More Like This
Although Zorua and Zoroark are by no means exceptionally weak, they are relatively shy and almost never appear in front of humans…at least, not in their natural forms. Both Zorua and their evolved form, Zoroark, possess exceptionally advanced extrasensory powers that actually allow them to manipulate light waves; in essence, this grants them the ability to generate illusions. Their expertise in using this ability is so extreme that they are the only known Pokémon known to possess the app
blue exrocist oc: Kurogo kegumoblue exrocist oc: Kurogo kegumo in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
FULL NAME:Kurogo kegumo [translates liturly to black widow]
NICKNAME: kuro,Fauru [means foul],Ashi[means 8 legs]
ACTUAL AGE: 14
AGE APPEARANCE: 16
BIRTHDAY: november 14
ASTROLOGICAL SIGN: scropio
ALLERGIES: milk weed
SEXUAL PREFERANCE: BiSexual
WAY OF SPEAKING: angry and cocky [and has a slight spanish accent]
THEME SONG(S): Friend or Foe - t.A.T.u
HAIR COLOR: orange
HAIR STYLE AND LENGTH: crocked long on one side neat and tidy and short on the other with
singuler spikes in the back that are also crocked [fact: look carfully enough they look
like a set of spiders fangs]
EYES COLOR: dark pink
EYESIGHT: prefect even better then most humans
WEIGHT: 98 pounds
OUTFIT/CLOTHING STYLE: dark colored punk clothes refuse to wear uniform
DISTINGUISHING MARKS(SCARS,MOLES): his large Mashou mark reaching from the top of his arm
wraps around to the tip of his wrist he recived it from juno when he was 5 when they f
dark Rokkudark Rokku in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
[the humnoid disgin of dark rock is mine all will be explained why HE looks like a SHE below and why he dosnt look like rock any more]
Full name: dark Rokku
Nickname(s) or Alias: dark her Rokku
Age: about 15
City or town of birth: the dark zone
Currently lives; in a single room apartment
Languages spoken: too many to say
Relationship Status: single
Weight: 140 lbs
Figure/build: peitie female build
Hair colour: dark purple
Hairstyle: extremly long and spiky tied into a pony tail
Eye colour: red
Skin/fur/etc colour: normal
Scars/distinguishing marks: his net symbols on his shirts front [even if you cant see it in the imagi above] its like rocks but purple
Preferred style of clothing: a long sleeved purple top with tight light black pants purple boots
Frequently worn jewellery: none
Luke Downs Character ProfileLuke Downs Character Profile in Profiles More Like This
Name: Luke Downs
Personality: Luke's a hard worker so much so that he keeps to himself and he feels that he doesn't need to make friends. He is a very shy guy because he keeps to himself but when he needs he to for his job he will be quite a chatterbox. he cane be very stubborn when it comes to curtain things its hard to try to convince him of things. The only one that can get through to him is his younger brother Tyler.
Looks Like: Tall about 5'9'', jet black short hair, wears glasses
Likes: Getting work done/ Ice Cream/ Drawing/ playing his guitar/ loves his little brother
Dislikes: Not Working to his best abilities/ Not getting things done/ letting people down/ Afraid to lose his little brother
BIO:Luke Downs was born July 18th to Alex and Cynthia Downs. He was raised in a very poor family and their family had nothing to there names. As Luke grew older he watched as his mother and father struggled to make a living. He hated that his parents were working so hard jus
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Name: Tyler Downs
Personality: Tyler is a very Energetic and lively person to be around. He loves to socialize more than his brother Luke dose. Even though Luke is very protective of Tyler, Tyler always manages to get his way around Luke. Tyler is also very stubborn and dose not like to be told hes wrong.
Looks Like: Tall but not as tall as his brother about 5'7", Jet black hair almost looks blue
Likes: Going out to party/ Dancing/ Cake/ Loves his older brother
Dislikes: Hates being told hes wrong/ People giving his older brother a hard time/ Being alone/ losing his older brother
BIO: Tyler Down was born April 13th Alex and Cynthia Downs. He was raised by his older brother Luke. Tyler's mother died while giving birth to him and His father killed himself out of worry he would be able to take care of his sons. So he was left in the care of his older brother Luke. Since Tyler was young he did not understand why he didn't have parents and all the other children did. Thoug
TurkeyXReader- From The HeartYou were sitting on the park bench, staring at the note you wrote for Sadik. Sighing, you stuck the note in your book and began to read, or at least tried to. You wished you could give the note to him, but you were far to embarrassed. What if he didn't like you back? You continued to stare at the pages of your book.TurkeyXReader- From The Heart in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey! _____!" A familiar voice broke you from your thoughts. You looked up and smiled at Sadik.
"Hello Sadik," You said to him. He was wearing his mask as usually and that cloak he hardly every took off.
"Haha. What are you doing?" he asked.
"Reading," you replied as you closed your book. "What brings you here?"
"Oh I was checking the sights and I happen to run into you," he replied as he sat beside you. "What book are you reading?"
"Oh, I'm reading (insert favorite book title here)."
"Sounds cool. May I see it?"
"Sure," you said, handing the book to him. He flipped through the pages and the note you wrote to him fell out.
"What's this?" he asked as he picked it up. "Oh...?
PrussiaXItaly- Don't Fear The ReaperPrussia was laying in his bed. He knew he didn't have much longer as a country. He was going to disappear soon, but he wasn't afraid. He knew it was coming anyway. No, the only thing he feared was hurting Germany, and worst of all, Italy. Italy had lost two people already and now he was about to lose Prussia. He sighed sadly, looking at the window.PrussiaXItaly- Don't Fear The Reaper in Short Stories More Like This
He turned his head when he heard his bedroom door open. He smiled when he saw Germany standing there.
"West, come over here," he said and Germany walked over to him. He pulled a chair over and sat down.
"You know I don't have much longer, right?"
"Ja. Italy doesn't know, does he?"
"Nein. I haven't told him yet," Prussia said, staring at the ceiling, "He just thinks I'm sick and that I'll get better soon."
"You need to tell him."
"I know. May I ask you something?" Prussia asked as he looked at him. Germany nodded.
"Will you look after Italy for me after I'm gone? I don't want him to do something he'll regret."
"Ja... I will."
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Surprisingly, the electricity from the pole was a pure color of orange rather than yellow or white. Felix simply stared in awe as the bolts suddenly leaped out at him and struck him right in his chest. An electrifying pain raced through Felix as the orange bolt surged into his body. It lasted for a couple of seconds before ending.
Felix panted and grasped his chest in pain. He could feel his heart violently beating from the electric pulsations that was going through his body. However, Felix was surprised to feel the pain from the electricity vanish. Rather, a comforting tingling feeling took its place as that began to circulate throughout him.
Suddenly, the sensation gathered into Felix's feet. He could feel his feet start to feel strange. Looking down, Felix gasped at the sight of his shoes peeling off of his feet. His feet were growing longer, and rather quickly. As they grew, his toes fused into each other, forming three digits on each of his now elongated fee