Slayers - The Man of My NightmaresThe Man of My Nightmares.
"I am so sorry about this, Miss Filia," Amelia confessed in a shrill whisper too quiet for even the guests seated at the nearby table to hear, let alone anyone else in the crowded ballroom.
Filia smiled fixedly, aware that every guest in the room had their eyes on the princess. It was all so bizarre. Here was Amelia on her big day—wearing a dress that probably cost more than Filia's house—all grace and royal dignity; here she was, the absolute apple of the eye of Seyruun's celebrating residents; here she was, finally married to Zelgadis after much feet-dragging and excuses on his part. This was the happiest day of her life. And yet, she felt the need to deliver a sincere apology for making the kind of hard decisions that any reception planner must inevitably make.
Filia glanced from Amelia to Zelgadis, dressed up in his military best and with a thin, ceremonial sword tucked at his side, so unlike his usual broadsword. He was letting A
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Episode 083: Official! Smoothing Out The Technicalities
Xellos shrugged his shoulders and pretended he didn't find the frequent earthquakes at all suspicious. It's not like he had any real information to share anyway. So what if Zelas was plotting something? Zelas was always plotting something, it wasn't really news. If he shared his vague theory he would only cause Filia to worry and uselessly go around in mental circles trying to figure out what was going on.
Then Filia's furious voice pierced through Xellos' thoughts, startling Val and even Gravos and Jillas who were all the way in the shop area, with its loud volume. "Xellos! Why is there a bottle of hot sauce floating in my stew?" Filia looked so angry that one might think she swallowed a whole bottle of hot sauce, or ten.
"I don't know," Xellos tried to look innocent. "Maybe it fell in with the earthquake."
"It was in the pantry," Filia pointed towards it across the kitchen. "It couldn't have fallen all the way fro
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Episode Fifty: Undeniable Emotions
At the moment, according to Filia, everything that went wrong in the world was Xellos fault. Xellos, the most infuriating living creature in the universe, the one who turned her world upside-down and made her throw all logic out the window. The golden dragons had to be wrong about their naive theories of love, they simply had to be. It made a lot more sense for the ancient traditions to be a bunch of lies than for her to be loved by Xellos, consciously or not. It was just lust and Filia was a golden dragon, she couldn't be influenced with only that, she refused to be.
The door to her room was quietly opened, though it wasn't silent enough to be constituted as sneaking. The person invading her Seyruun quarters was purposely making his arrival known as he joined her by the window. "What are you staring at out there?" Xellos casually inquired.
"Nothing," Filia truthfully answered and moved on to more important observations. "Your hair
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Episode Fifty-Four: The Mysterious Lady
In another inn that happened to be in the way to the next town in the journey, Lina and company were sitting at a table surrounding the map that Amelia had kept safe from Xellos. The monster turned human, had run off somewhere in town, joining his companions a while later with his own map in hand. "Since Zelgadis is so terribly selfish and wouldn't let me borrow his map, I got my own," he placed the map on the table. "You're going here," he pointed out the farming village were they were traveling to. I'm going here," he pointed at a location near the village. "So I guess we'll be traveling down the same road for a while."
"What's there?" Lina curiously asked. It didn't look like Xellos was actually pointing at anything on the map, or maybe something was missing from the depiction.
"I'll tell you later. We might as well stop at the village next to our destination," Xellos replied ambiguously. "And Lina... you might have to earn
To Live Another Day 65Slayers AliveTo Live Another Day 65 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Episode Sixty-Five: Hostages and Bargaining Chips
Filia and Xellos were trapped in an unstable area of astral space and knew that escaping would not be an easy task. "Constricting astral space is difficult to break through," Xellos stated. This was a death trap; it was all arranged so that Narcissus' destroyer would fall along with him if it came to that. Regardless of if the others became aware of their predicament, there was little they could do to get them out. Even for a monster, it would be extremely difficult to escape such a situation, but for a very strong monster, it wouldn't be impossible. Xellos still had the card Filia gave him, the card that would make her an official golden dragon and set her up to fulfill all the annoying technicalities of his curse. "I can get us out of this," there was no room for doubt anymore, he gave her the card.
Filia stared at the card for a split second before the realization hit her. This was the only thing that could save them. I
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Episode Fifty-Two: Show Me How To Care
Lina's not so merry band of travelers was fully aware of the lovers' spat, or perhaps ex-lovers' spat, between Xellos and Filia. The same fact applied to the majority of the inn's current guests, yet the shouting had been so fierce that they dared not complain. At least the quarreling couple had quieted by now. While Filia enjoyed her stolen ice-cream on a rooftop somewhere in town, Xellos proceeded with his investigation. Sure, why not? He had already dragged his stubborn pride through the mud and danced a stupid little dance on top of it. So why shouldn't he ask all sorts of mortifying questions for the sake of survival?
Besides, he was Xellos; it took a lot to embarrass him. The part that really bothered him was how exposed he had been lately. It wasn't like back when they infiltrated that all female kingdom. He didn't have a big problem with parading around in a pretty dress, because back then he was still the trickster who
To Live Another Day 60Slayers AliveTo Live Another Day 60 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Episode Sixty: Painful Grudges
Xellos and Filia made their way out of the town and towards a field of flowers that reminded Xellos of the garden in Celestina's villa. She was no doubt responsible for this, but why? "I have the key," Filia revealed a small key that could remove the magic suppressing collar Xellos had and he was all to glad to be rid of it. "This may sound crazy, but I think we're in the past. The buildings look like ancient structures, the dragons are dressed like in the past and I think I saw my grandmother."
"Then that man who said the War of the Monsters' Fall happened over a hundred years ago wasn't crazy after all," Xellos concluded. He had noticed the style of the environment being similar to the past as well, even if it was hard to believe.
"How could this have happened? I only remember seeing that light that came from that dragon and we were here," Filia recalled. "Who was that white haired dragon?"
"A descendant of one of the few survivors of the
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Episode Forty-Seven: Rain and Sunshine
The rain that fell over Seyruun had stopped and the skies became sunny and clear. It was as if the weather was mocking the travelers it soaked by turning nice shortly after they finally reached shelter. Weather sarcasm aside, Zelgadis and Amelia were in a good mood as they took to the streets of the fair kingdom with Fang by their side. The monster fox had curiously followed them out and Amelia, who was rather fond of animals, took it upon herself to show him around. Zelgadis didn't like the idea as this was Zelas' pet that Xellos was supposed to walk. Yet not even the chore could ruin his overall good mood as he walked through town next to Amelia.
"Can we stop here a moment? I need to get something." Zelgadis pointed at a large warehouse. It was mostly a place where merchants left their good, though it could also be used as a storage room for personal property. "I'll be right back."
"Sure," it didn't look like Zelgadis wanted
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Episode Forty: Out Of Control
The clock had just struck midnight and all of Filia's emotions became suddenly imperceptible. Xellos thought he was close to breaking the curse that turned him into a human, but he was in truth in mortal danger. Filia's hands traveled to Xellos' neck where she grasped his throat tightly. He tried to get free but her grip was impossible to break. He tried to tell her to stop, but he couldn't breathe a word. Then he was able to sense Filia's emotions again, but only faintly.
There was a strong desperation making it's way to her once empty eyes. This wasn't love, Filia was being controlled, she had become nothing but a puppet without a say on what her body did. Yet her will was strong, it couldn't be suppressed completely and tried to make its way to the surface. She could see what she was doing. She could see Xellos' face becoming deadly pale, his eyes dangerously tired. She didn't want to do this. She tried to loosen her grip on his neck
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Episode Fifty-One: A New Mission
Lina Inverse was pissed off and the waves of energy radiating off her were terrifying. She stood on her chair at the breakfast table of Seyruun castle in the company of Philionel, Gourry, Amelia, Zelgadis, Xellos and Filia. Her breakfast was growing cold on the table, but she was too angry to enjoy it, as Philionel had announced that the promised double banquet that was supposed to take place that night had been postponed for an undefined period of time.
Philionel lowered his head submissively, "you have my most sincere apologies, but my decision stands." He raised his head, meeting Lina's deadly challenging glare. "I will keep my promise of a double banquet; in fact I'll make it a triple banquet! However, that can only be done when the food is plentiful for everyone. We must not allow anyone to starve because of our own selfish gluttony!"
Lina hopped down from her chair, sat down and began to eat breakfast. Given where she was going
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Episode Fifty-Three: An Interesting Detour
Time passed and eventually, the journey towards Lina's village, Zephilia, was over. Filia was still avoiding Xellos, making a prominent point of ignoring him. In the last inn they stopped at before reaching the village, he had snuck into her room, sick and tired of being ignored and laid down next to her on the bed. Filia's only response was to rudely comment about the foul scent of the sheets wondering when was the last time they were washed and proceeding to sleep on a chair, not even directly looking at Xellos during the entire incident.
"Everyone better behave!" Lina warned as they entered the village. She eyed Xellos and Filia each individually for an extra long ten seconds. "I mean it!" The worried redhead emphasized. "If anyone asks, you're human and you've always been human," she warned Xellos.
"Understood," Xellos chirped in an overly cheerful voice, though he was actually feeling quite annoyed. Not only was Filia'
Slayers - Stop, Look, and ListenStop, Look & Listen.Slayers - Stop, Look, and Listen in Short Stories More Like This
Xellos had been trying unsuccessfully for the last several hours to get Filia to look at him.
Ah, but putting it that way made it sound rather unfairly pathetic. The current state of affairs, with his outwardly nonchalant efforts to turn her gaze his way being thwarted by her insistence on looking at such things as tree bark, dirt, and animal dung (elements that she would most likely insist were much more worthy of her attention than he was), was not the way this whole thing had started. No this campaign had begun not with failure, but with unexpected success.
That morning had run much like any other morningwith a lengthy breakfast served at the inn they'd stayed at. Lina had been complaining about her latest efforts to destroy her sleep cycle by staying up all night looking through as much Outer World literature as she could find concerning magical items, Zelgadis, who had been doing just as much research, complained about how much Lina was comp
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Unusual sights often go unappreciated simply because spectators don't understand what it is that they're seeing. It was in this way that a handful of buzzed pub patron's completely failed to appreciate the oddity of a monster and a dragon sitting at the bar and drinking together. All they saw through their booze-glazed haze was a young man and woman who looked as though they'd rather be anywhere else and in any other company.
And it was true that neither Xellos nor Filia would've put themselves in this situation of their own volition. But earlier that day as they were walking through town they'd been having a let's call it a discussion a debate a comparative exercise to demonstrate which of their races was best. The word 'jerkface' had been thrown around, yes, but there's no reason for that to take anything away from the solemnity of the proceedings.
Lina hadn't appreciated that in the least. She'd turned to them, raked her hand
Slayers, Diary of a Dragon, Ch. 5Chapter 5. Getting the Team Together.Slayers, Diary of a Dragon, Ch. 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lima Town. 4:30 pm.
Ugh predictably enough it's been an absolute trial to get provisions. There weren't any stores intact left around the port and since I wouldn't dream of doing something as disgraceful as looting (sadly the same cannot be said for the residents of the town), I had to travel a bit down the coast to the next town over to purchase supplies. A lot of other people had the same idea, so it's pretty crowded.
And now I suppose I have no excuse not to start my ocean journey after Miss Lina and her friends.
It's just it's a long trip to fly! Flying is faster than walking, but it's absolutely exhausting and it's going to be even more difficult over the sea. If I was flying on land then I could just touch down and take a break whenever I needed one, but on the ocean? There's no guarantee that there's going to be anywhere for me to stop.
I suppose if I set out right now that I coul
Slayers-Discworld CrossoverSlayers on the Discworld.Slayers-Discworld Crossover in Short Stories More Like This
It is very possible that there is a world out there stranger than one in which a gang of super powered spooks battles with a bunch of pious reptiles to decide the world's fate.
That world might be
"Ah, Miss Seyruun. I apologize for the delay," the man at the desk said, shuffling papers as Amelia entered the room.
"No trouble," Amelia said weakly, taking a seat. She was not in the best of spirits. She'd been full of confidence when she'd arrived in the city of Ankh-Morpork earlier that morning, but nearly being mugged by a man who claimed to be a licensed professional in the field of mugging had dampened this feeling. And then there'd been the wait outside the Patrician's office. Something about it had set her teeth on edge. She couldn't help feeling it had something to do with the clock.
And then there was the Patrician himself. She was not fooled by the thin appearance or the delicate pianist's fingers. She'd seen enough of the world to rec
Slayers, Diary of a Dragon, Ch. 2Chapter 2. Unexpected Obstacles.Slayers, Diary of a Dragon, Ch. 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sunday, February 27st.
Park Bench. 1:24 pm.
It's a trial is what it is!
I was told before I left the temple that the outside world was full of temptations that could pull even the most virtuous dragon from the path of right, but I suppose I never paid too much attention I just thought how bad could it really be?
It turns out quite bad.
I guess that makes it sound worse than it actually is. The outside world isn't really tempting in a blatantly sinful, debaucheries on every corner kind of way. That would have been easy to resist. It's tempting in a more down to earth, subtle, paradoxically harder to resist kind of way.
Human culture is just so full of distractions!
I mean, really! Parkways, theatres, music, sporting events, restaurants that sell every kind of food imaginable (and unimaginable), and everywhere it's stores, stores, stores! How do humans ever manage to get anything important done wi
Slayers - Not HumanNot Human.Slayers - Not Human in Short Stories More Like This
She'd never actually claimed that she was human; she'd just never quite said that she wasn't. It's not like she was trying to keep it a secret or anything, but in all the getting-to-know-yous of moving into a new town and starting a new business, somehow 'I'm a dragon' had just never come up in conversation. It was a bit awkward and hard to lead up to. She tried to tell herself that it wasn't a big, scaly deal; that after people got to know her they wouldn't care what species she was.
Well, it had come out piece by piece. She had a sort of intuition that was hard to miss and they couldn't help but notice that she seemed a little too well-informed about what kind of weather would be heading their way and who would be sick in the future. That was their first tip off that there was something supernatural about her. They knew she was stronger than a woman her size ought to be, easily lifting large vases and heavy maces that not even the strongest men in their
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Sometimes it’s just not prudent to ask too many questions. After the previous day’s very draining and costly battle against a pair of monsters with an axe to grind against them, most of Lina Inverse’s crew wasn’t inclined to start making a fuss about minor social inconsistencies amongst the group. After all, they were so tapped out of magical power after the fight, that they’d spent all the energy they had left on healing the most major of their wounds. With fresh cuts and bruises still uncured and lacking defenses if they got ambushed again, it was much more important that they keep a careful eye on things as they traveled along the road than it was to examine why things were just ever so slightly “weird” between two of their traveling companions.
It wasn’t as though the behavior was completely unexplainable, anyway. They’d all have been toast if Xellos hadn’t shown up when he did with his veiled threats about
Slayers, Diary of a Dragon, Ch. 6Chapter 6. A Demon Among Demons.Slayers, Diary of a Dragon, Ch. 6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tuesday, March 19th.
Ocea City Inn. 8:00 am.
I'm so excited! Today we'll begin the first step of our journey to the Temple of the Fire Dragon King, and eventually, to save the worldand we'll do it as a team. I better get the others up so we can get startedafter all, there's not a moment to lose when it comes to the fate of the world!
Ocea City InnDining Hall. 9:00 am.
Oh, well, okay. I suppose before we start out on our long journey, it makes sense to have a good, hardy breakfast to keep us going the rest of the day. After all, depending on the time we make and what's along the way, we may not find a place for lunch, so we should probably take advantage of what's already in front of us.
Still, it seems to me that Miss Lina and the others are having a bit too hardy a breakfast. I suppose they travel more than I do and they know enough not to turn down an opportunity to eat but well, to be honest, I'm sti
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In Which Filia Grievously Misuses Xellos's Vast Powers.
It was January and the members of the Ul Copt household were industriously trying not to freeze to death. It had already been a nasty winter, where a blizzard seemed like the normal course of affairs, rags were tucked into every crack, and they wore sweaters in so many layers that they could hardly move their arms.
Then the furnace broke down.
Filia was prepared. There was a stack of firewood outside that practically reached the roof and her basement was lined with jars of preserved food. But none of them were happy and they all had to make sacrifices.
Except of course for Xellos.
While the rest of them pressed as close to the fire as they could, Xellos would hang back, take his cloak off mockingly and ask Filia to open the window so it wouldn't be so oppressively hot. Which always brought about the typical response of Filia wading through her sea of blankets and sweater
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In Which Filia and Xellos Go Shopping Together.
Filia picked up a gauzy, pink skirt from a rack marked "Clearance" and studied it carefully. It was hot outnearly too hot to be out in the marketplace and trying clothes onbut the deals were hotter. She could just barely feel the tiny breeze as the owner of the tent fanned herself from behind the cash register, watching in case anyone tried to make off with her wares.
The skirt was cute. There was no way to deny that. Filia just wondered why it seemed like everything these days had to be so short and sheer. What's more, it was getting harder and harder to find slips these days to cover for the translucent quality of popular fabrics. She couldn't for the life of her figure out why clothing that you could see through in full sunlight was the "in" thing right now. It was probably a sign that her teachers at the temple hadn't been completely wrong when they said the world outside the templ
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You wake up early the next morning. The sun is just now rising and it's hazy and cool outside. You sit out on the balcony in the lawn chair with a blanket wrapped around you. You can feel how puffy your eyes are; you didn't really sleep. Because of the fact that John had yet to order a new bed, you were still sharing it with him. After his rejecting you, there was one more round of heated kissing before he decided to pass out and you were left to mope alone in your dark room with a sleeping John clinging to you.
Was this one of his prankster gambits? How can someone tell you they don't want to date you, but then attack your mouth and fall asleep, clutching to you like a prepubescent girl? It had to be a joke. He is going to wake up, come out onto the balcony and kiss you on the cheek and call you "babe" and tell you that he has just made this facebook official.
But he doesn't. He sleeps in until 11 and then walks out in his boxers to make a cup of coffee before he even realizes you're
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"Huh?" You look up from your bowl of half-eaten cereal, mouth slack. Last night, you didn't sleep easily and when you were able to go unconscious, you were tormented with bad dreams. They were the kind that had nothing to do with anything that was going on in your life but were definitely caused by the turmoil you seem to be experiencing during your waking hours.
"I said I'm going to be ordering a new bed, today. It'll probably take like, 5 business days to get here, so you'll finally have your bed back, soon!" he smiles cheerfully at you and you bite back the urge to hit him just so he can feel as miserable as you do.
"Okay..." You go back to spooning your cereal and he doesn't speak for the rest of breakfast.
You spend the day at work, doing things mechanically. Sollux constantly gets on your case about not smiling or being friendly to the customers but he notices that you're not being your usual, snarky self. He gets you on shelving duty again and you, like always, are thankful for
HS: HungoverYou did not know what you were getting yourself into when you were invited to a party by the girl you had been crushing on for as long as you could remember. You had said yes and deep down you were terrified but there was a thick layer of excitement that made all of the scared feelings almost completely moot. Almost. The invitation was through a text that was probably sent to a bunch of other people but she had thought to include you and that meant something, right? You assume that the other people were her work friends (if they were even considered friends, which also meant your roommate Sollux) and her gamer friends. These were all people you knew and that made you feel less inclined to chicken out at the last minute.HS: Hungover in Short Stories More Like This
Your phone vibrates again and it's a simple post script that seems to be only meant for you.
'8ring the good stuff :::'
You know what she likes and she knows that you know what she likes and you fight back the heat that rises to your face. Sollux is sitting in the sam
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You are in the most awkward situation of your entire life. This is the one thing that is certain, right now. You try to clear your head long enough to remember the reason behind why things had turned out like this, and you remember-- A bed spring. That was the culprit behind the mysterious case of bed-sharing.
At around 11 o'clock earlier that night, you were minding your own business, painting your nails and listening to music when you hear a tapping at your door. You sigh, instantly becoming annoyed, but you answer it anyway and it's none other than John with a pathetic look on his face. He tells you about how he was sleeping peacefully when he must have rolled over and something cold and metallic hit his foot. It was a spring from his bed. It popped out sometime that day and he never noticed because he is John, who never notices anything important. He then tells you his bed is unusable and that he just wanted to let you know so that you wouldn't freak out when you wake up in the
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That was it. That was the second time you had ever lost a shooter. He beat you by 5 whole kills. This was unprecedented. This was not how things are supposed to go and you will have none of that.
"Best ten out of thirty."
"Vriska, are you really that butthurt over a little loss?" John laughs wholeheartedly and claps a hand on your shoulder. You wish you could burn objects with just a glare.
"How are you this good... Like, how are YOU THIS. GOOD."
John laughs again, you are losing patience. "Seriously? I never really expected a girl to be this competitive at video games!"
You snap your gaze back to his face again and put your controller down. He doesn't seem to notice.
"I mean, really! Hahahahaha! You are probably one of those tournie types... the ones that take it really seriously... Wow, I don't know if I should be pleased to have someone like you living with me or embarrassed!"
You bunch your hands into fists. He still hasn't noticed through his continuous banter the anger that is bu
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"No, I'm fine. Really, Vriska. You don't have to worry about it. Just, uuh... Just give me a sec, okay?"
You stop your continuous knocking and lower your hand, slowly. But you don't move from your spot in front of his door. You had been quite surprised when he came home, ignored your greetings and walked straight to his room, locking his door. He never locked his door. This could only mean something was wrong and you didn't want to have to deal with him being mopey for any sort of period of time. Things weren't exactly awkward or uncomfortable in their shared apartment, and you were as close of friends as you ever had with someone you only meant a week ago, So you figure the least you could do was to see if he needed a shoulder to cry on. What a baby. Was he really a grown man?
You knock again. "John, do you seriously think I would believe that bullshit? You scared the piss out of me when you just barged in like that and then ran to your room, sniffling like a girl..."
"I'm not crying.
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Tavros comes over just as you expected him to. He was all too eager to help you in any way that he could. You know this is because he is obsessed with you, and who wouldn't be? You take that thought back because you are scared shitless that John would be the one who wouldn't fall under your charm.
When Tavros knocks lightly on the door you quickly get up from your seat on the couch next to John and tell him you're going out with a friend. John looks surprised but just tells you to have fun and gives you that smile that makes your knees weak. You wish you were the only one he smiled to because not everyone deserves to see that.
Tavros makes a squeak of a noise when you open the door and push him back outside instead of inviting him in.
"We're going to Starbucks or some shit, okay? We can't talk here..."
He looks suspiciously at you but says nothing in protest.
When you get to your destination and order your drinks, you settle down at a table in a corner and hope to god you have enough p
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The sun felt good on your skin. How lucky are you to have a place with the most bitching of balconies? I mean, usually, apartments have tiny, claustrophobic balconies where you could only fit either your bike or one chair. But this one, this one was special. There were perks to living in such a small apartment, nice outside perks, and you are taking full advantage of that. You aren't starting school for another two months and it was your day off from work. John wasn't home and the place was as clean as you'd care enough to make it. It was like the universe was saying, "Damn, Vriska. You've been working hard lately, being a good roommate and all. You deserve some R & R. I'm going to make the weather perfect for you to tan under. You're welcome, kiddo."
You moan happily and stretch out your limbs. If only you had a servant to bring you out more sweet tea... and should that servant add some vodka to that sweet tea, well they would definitely be on the same page. Where was John? Would he p
HS: JohnVriska 4HS: JohnVriska 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Are you an imaginary number, because your body is unreal."
You open your eyes half way and stare at John incredulously. You had been busy resting while he made dinner in the kitchen, with his little am/fm radio on the local classic rock station. You let the staticy music and fresh smells of herbs and meat lull you into a comfortable twilight sleep until you were rudely forced back into reality by the same person who relaxed you enough to get you there. You glare up at the ceiling where his face now occupies and push him away. "Are you retarded?"
"Haha! Did you like that?"
"No, why would I like anything like that, John. If you're going to throw puns at your roommate at least make them about something cool..."
"You're the weird one. Who honestly enjoys watching spiders make webs in the corners of their rooms?"
"A lot of people do."
"And they keep the other bugs away!" You sit up and take the plate of steaming food from him, scooting over on the
HS: JohnVriska 6HS: JohnVriska 6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
All you wanted was a little bit of "You" time. Was that so much to ask for? You figured that being all the way on the other side of the apartment complex at the public pool would mean that you didn't want to be disturbed, yet here he is... lying next to you on a lawn chair, yapping your ear off. Well, not exactly yapping. He makes comments about random things every so often. But, still. You aren't here to hang out with your roommate. If you wanted to be in his company, you would've just waltz right into his room and demand he pay attention to you. Not that you would really actually do that. You might, though; If you wanted to get back at him for something, which you might have to now considering what he is pulling.
"Oh, hey Vriska... Check that couple out. PDA, am I right? Haha."
"John." You finally snap. He is not going to waste another one of your days off. "That is really adorable and interesting and all things good, but I am trying to enjoy the sun and, you know, not having to work
Just Visiting ch. 1[AN: This is a Humanstuck!AU fic. It is rated T for language.]Just Visiting ch. 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This. Was. So. Stupid.
Kartar stood at the entrance to the hospital he'd been dropped off in front of, burdened only with a bouquet of ripe-smelling daisies and an almost crippling sense of unwarranted responsibility. Honestly, he had no reason to be here. He only even came because he needed to earn those ridiculous public service credits for his Sociology class somehow, even if it meant occasionally checking up on a classmate he had never even spoken to, let alone gave much of a shit about. He'd just have to keep this Theresa girl company every other day for a week or two, and he'd never have to feign concern for any of his dunce classmates ever again.
The sour-tempered Indian teen let out a raspy sigh and tussled a hand through his messy black hair before shuffling through the front door. A security guard seated at the front desk asked
Just Visiting ch. 4[AN: This is a Humanstuck!AU fic. It is rated T for language. ALSO, I will be taking a writing hiatus after this chapter~]Just Visiting ch. 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was either visit Theresa, or work. God, how Kartar hated weekends. He slipped out the back door of the store as silently as he could muster, and, though he ultimately blundered into a couple trashcans like a clumsy fuckass, he managed to escape his father's eye, subsequently escaping the possibility of having to mop floors or some bullshit for at least another couple hours. At least until lunch or something. He was only thirteen; it wasn't like he could just wander around town without any money all day!
But, in all honesty, Kartar wasn't sure he wanted to visit Theresa either, especially after what happened yesterday, and the less than desirable discussions that had followed. Then again, what Gannon and Terezi had said really had little to do with her, right?
He snorted, stretching and
Just Visiting ch. 3[AN: This is a Humanstuck!AU fic. It is rated T for language.]Just Visiting ch. 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
CG: GANNON, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU, YOU STUPID GODDAMN STONER?
TC: It'S fIvE aM, bRo...
TC: WhAdDyA nEeD tO tAlK tO mE aBoUt ThIs EaRlY?
CG: I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M ASKING YOU THIS, BUT SOLOMON IS TOO MUCH OF A GODDAMN BIPOLAR FUCKING SPAZ TO ASK ADVICE FROM HALF THE TIME.
CG: THEN AGAIN, YOU'RE NOT EXACTLY MUCH OF A FUCKING IMPROVEMENT, BUT THIS BEARS DISCUSSION, EVEN IF YOU PROBABLY WON'T REMEMBER IT LATER.
TC: HaAa, It'S cOoL bRo : o)
TC: If It HeLpS, TaV's FaMiLy Is WaY mOtHeRfUcKiNg StRiCt...
TC: GeTtInG sOmE tImE iN wItH a BlUnT aIn'T eAsY...
CG: HOW ENLIGHTENING.
TC: tHaT's ThE mOtHeRfUcKiNg SpIrIt, BrO hOnK. : o)
TC: sO wHaT's Up?
CG: RIGHT, WHATEVER.
CG: ANYWAY, I'M TAKING CARE OF THIS GIRL THAT JUST GOT SENT TO THE HOSPITAL.
CG: SHE'S FROM OUR CLASS; I THINK SHE MOVED HERE A FEW DAYS BEFORE YOU WENT TO SPAIN OR SOME SHIT. HER NAME IS THERESA.
TC: Oh YeEeAaAaH!
TC: i ReMeMbEr HeR!
Just Visiting ch. 2[AN: This is a Humanstuck!AU fic. It is rated T for language.]Just Visiting ch. 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"So, how did it go?"
Snorting lightly, Kartar rose his tired gaze to meet his classmate's. Kayla was probably one of the few kids that actually talked to him. Most everyone else thought he was a huge asshole, which he was. Then again, the fashionable young lady never seemed to be the type to care about that sort of thing. Kayla just went with the flow, which was probably why Kartar was usually willing to reply to any conversation she threw at him. "What do you mean?" he finally countered after a moment of silence, looking back down at the worksheet on his desk that he'd been scribbling on.
Kayla raised a thin eyebrow quixotically. "I cannot tell if you are honestly confused or if you are just dodging the question." She took a seat at the desk beside him. "I am of course alluding to your visit with Theresa. Did you b
The FoolGamzee grinned, sitting on top of a large tube containing his lusus. No one would easily be able to reach him up here. People were out for his blood, the Subjugglator was well aware of that, and frankly he just wanted to try to sleep peacefully. Or, as peacefully as a troll could without slime. Gamzee sighed, keeping his grin on, and leaned backwards to lay on the glass while his feet dangled over the side.The Fool in General Fiction More Like This
No one wanted him until now. Why? Because he'd killed his friends. Their friends, people in their quadrants he'd murdered them in cold blood on a whim. Before, he'd never done anything. People (Karkat, usually) had the nerve to tell him that he was annoying and irritating every time they spoke. Now, oh now, /NOW/ they were interested! Would it kill them to give him a motherfucking smile or something!? Just once. That was all he was asking for. Just once, a smile, hopefully from his shitty motherfucking "best friend".
No one really cared before this.
He was just the
Carnival Games Pt. 1Everything had gone downhill very, very quickly. Way too quickly. One second, he'd been his usual slimehead self, the next he was painting the walls with his friends' blood and grinning like the fucking Cheshire Cat from that terrible earth movie.Carnival Games Pt. 1 in Horror More Like This
Karkat really hated that movie.
Of course, Karkat hated everything.
Karkat was snapped out of his semi-delusional train of thought by a honk somewhere in the labs. If he'd have eaten anything in the last few days he would have shat himself. His neck snapped around towards the sound and glared in the direction before walking faster. He had to keep up the leader act, and a good leader is never afraid. He had to find the others before Gamzee killed anyone else
Karkat had recently stumbled upon Equius and Nepeta's corpses, giving him a shitload of grief. He blamed himself for their deaths, to be honest. He'd sent Equius on a suicide mission, regardless of what the peasantblood had said about Gamzee being too strong. Karkat had just thought
Carnival Games Pt. 2Karkat raced to Terezi's side and knelt down, thinking the worst and cursing that indigo bastard for doing this to her. He checked her pulse on a whim and was surprised but relieved to find a faint beat. She was badly injured, but alive. Of course, if Karkat had waited much longer, that might have changed actually, he'd better get moving now. Terezi was bleeding everywhere from multiple blunt-force wounds all over her body.Carnival Games Pt. 2 in Horror More Like This
He looked up and noticed multiple teal notes on the wall (mostly useless pieces of shit, like honking and all that), and one large indigo-colored one. Karkat narrowed his eyes as he read the message that stood out from the rest by color indigo in a world of teal.
"TRY TO SAVE HER MOTHERFUCKER."
"it's all a joke."
"KEEP ME MOTHERFUCKING LAUGHING."
Below it, a small doodle of a green first-aid kit was scrawled on the wall. Karkat immediately glanced at the spot on the wall where he'd required all the trolls to keep an emergency box of medical supplies (su
The Rise of Gamzee MakaraGamzee watched his computer screen in furious disbelief as two humans floated around the screen like idiots. These motherfuckin' posers really thought they were the Messiahs, didn't they? These ICP shits. They really thought that they were the ones destined to meet his brethren in the Dark Carnival. That was impossible, these motherfuckers couldn't be the Messiahs, and he was sure of it. His Messiahs were nothing like that. They were strong and feared. These motherfuckers were jokes, and not the funny kind. This video was probably the single most insulting thing he'd ever seen. It made fury bubble up inside him for the very first time and boil over like a pot full of water. This video wasThe Rise of Gamzee Makara in Horror More Like This
He snarled and jumped out of his chair, cursing this disgusting mockery of his precious miracles and Dave for sending the video to him. He'd show them how to preach right.
His eyes had been opened there were no miracles. They'd all been destroyed by these sad e
Pieces of His Shell, SlayersPieces of His ShellPieces of His Shell, Slayers in Fan Fiction More Like This
Another Slayers One-Shot
Disclaimer: All characters, settings, and situations pertaining to the anime and manga The Slayers is the property of Hajime Kanzaka and Rui Araizumi. This is not one of my more ponderous fanfictions. I wrote it in a three hour sitting because I have too many friends who appreciate mushy situations involving canon romantic pairings, as well as babies. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE! Lol.
This fanfic-let ships the CANON romantic pairing of Xellos Metallium and Filia Ul Copt from The Slayers TRY. It also ships the CANON mother-son pairing of Filia Ul Copt and Valteira, formerly Valgaav. I will not apologize for my preferences, which are formed upon meticulous character analysis and upon remarks during official interviews made by Mr. Kanzaka himself. Either be courteous that I honor the intentions of the ORIGINAL CREATOR of The Slayers,
Face It Chapter 2Face It Chapter 2 in Drama More Like This
If you could only see the beast you've made of me
I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free
Screaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart
I drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart
You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to
The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress
Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallow'd ground
~Florence and the Machine
There were no fields of morning glories in the Kataart Mountains.
No, on the contrary, there were only gourds.
A wart-covered, swollen, skinny, twisty, white-orange-and-green, undulating harvest of gourds. And around them, a swarm of draconic novices, male and female, of the golden, black, and water variety, in their humanoid forms, with their unremittingly curly silver-blue, straight blond, and wavy black hair,
Weighed and Measured, SlayersWeighed and Measured, Slayers in Fan Fiction More Like This
Weighed and Measured
A Slayers One-Shot
By Amber C.S. ("AmberPalette")
The shrieking of mangled corpses falling to their deaths outside the temple where he faced off with her ancient and heartless Supreme Elder. Deaths at the hands of two tyrannical gods of another world. This provided him leverage. Time. An opening. She dropped her guard, turned her warm, pale head toward the howling distraction. He lunged.
He seized and twisted her arm. He marveled at how her flesh gave so softly under his steely fingers as he slid his staff, his weapon, across the expanse of her neck, pinning her against him.
"Make one move and you're dead, Filia." Spoken with the honest precision of one who had been what he was, and done a damned good job at it, for over a millennium.
She protested, the feisty maiden under siege, with a shrill demand of "Why, Xelloss?! What are you doing?" but the Wolf draped his wooden staff across Red Ridin
JEGUS, TEREZI.Terezi was just sitting there, starring at the wall. But all together, she had no idea what the fuck she was looking at. Because.. She's blind and stuff...JEGUS, TEREZI. in Drama More Like This
Anyway, Karkat decided to come over and ask Terezi a serious question. "HEY TEREZI, I HAVE TO ASK YOU A SERIOUS AS FUCK QUESTION."
"WUH, HUH? WH4T?" Terezi snapped back to reality, and sniffed out Karkat,"OH, H1 K4RKL3S. WH4T D1D YOU JUST S4Y?"
"I SAID, I NEED TO ASK YOU A SERIOUS QUESTION. ALSO, WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU JUST DOING."
"OH OK4Y, 4ND 1 W4S JUST-"
"NEVERMIND THAT. OKAY WELL," Karkat cut off Terezi rudely but she really didn't care. "I HAVE A HUGE PROBLEM RIGHT NOW."
"H3H3H3, W3LL, SP1T 1T OUT!" She laughed manically and waited for him to continue.
"I.. UH.." Karkat hesitated, thinking it was a dumb idea to come to her, but no one else even as CLOSE to sane as her was around. "I THINK ERIDAN TAUGHT NEPETA HOW TO STALK ME."
"WH4T? DO YOU W4NT M3 TO T34CH H3R 4 L3SSON, 1 M34N, 1M 1N TH3 L4WFUL P4RT OF 4LT3RN14.." Terezi star
SOPOR'S L1TTL3 P3RKS.Oh god, you think you are going to puke. Just, all over your hive. ALL OVER IT.SOPOR'S L1TTL3 P3RKS. in Romance More Like This
You feel so fucking sick, while asleep you accidentally breathed in some of those high-drugs that Gamzee is always telling you to try.
He claims that it's amazing, you feel anything but. You miss Terezi, she has been very busy lately. Jegus, you just wish that she would show up ATLEAST to the core. But you have to understand, she is really busy all the time lately. God, you miss her.
You glance around the room and say out loud in a painful and slurred voice,"FUKCIN SCHIT, I CHANT EBEN SHE MY OWN HANS, LHET AHLONE MY COMPHUTER..." You sound like a fucking idiot.
Suddenly, you hear a startled voice,"K4RKL3S? WH4TS WRONG?" Fuck, fuck, fuck. It's Terezi, she's visiting at the wrong time. She'll probably make you move to a sopor-slime free place to chill for a week. After the offical declairment of your flushed quadrants being filled, Terezi has seemed more busy yet caring.
"K4RKL3S, WH4T H4PP3N3D? WHY DO YOU SO
IdiomsWhen plans were made for two astronomically different sessions to cross, both parties thought they had considered of every possible problem. Date and location were set, pictures exchanged, and even introductions were scripted. Nothing could possibly go wrong.Idioms in Short Stories More Like This
They did, however forget one thing: the language barrier.
As it turns out, Trollian conveniently (or, not so conveniently) translates each participant's contributions to the conversations, which constituted simple understanding. Trollian, however, does not apply to the real world. Thus, John's peppy "Hi, Karkat!" was returned with a rather pissed "D'szg gs'v ufxp rh sv hzbr'mt?"
This simple miscommunication in the planning stages led to disaster when it came to living with one another. "Pass the salt" was purely gibberish to the poor trolls, while the very simple "Kz'hh gs'v hzog" lost all meaning to the humans. When this lingual difference was combined with the already over-complicated troll terms for things, everythin
Redglare and The SuffererYOU ARE NOW TALKING TO A RANDOM FUCKASS. SAY SOMETHING, ASSHOLE!Redglare and The Sufferer in General Fiction More Like This
▼: N9W, WH9 HAVE WE HERE? S9ME9NE W9RTH MY WHILE, I H9PE. IT'S A TRUE DISAPP9INTMENT T9 SPEND MY LAST SUFFERING M9MENTS WITH LACKING C9MPANY
▼: REDGLARE? D9ESN'T SEEM LIKELY THAT Y9U'D 6E HERE.
▲: 1 TH1NK 3V3N 4 L3G1SL4TOR SUCH 4S MYS3LF 1S 4LLOW3D TO H4V3 1 B1T OR FUN 3V3RY ONC3 1N 4 WH1L3
▼: UNDERSTANDA6LE, ALTH9UGH I'M ALM9ST 96LIGED T9 REMIND Y9U THAT Y9U'RE SCHEDULED T9 HANG ME IN N9T 6UT AN H9UR.
▲: 1T H4S NOT SL1PP3D MY M1ND >:]
▼: H9W PLEASANT T9 KN9W. FATE TRULY PLAYS IR9NY 9N ME; I AM GIVEN 9NE LAST C9NVERSATI9N 6EF9RE MY DEATH, AND IT IS T9 N9NE 9THER THAN THE EXECUTI9NER
▲: F4T3 1S CRU3L 1S 1T NOT L1F3 1N G3N3R4L S33MS TO B3 NO F4N OF YOU SUFF3R3R
▼: IT PRECEEDS MY NAME, I'M TIRED 9F 6EING HAUNTED 6Y IT. THANKFULLY, I'LL ENDURE IT 9NLY A WHILE L9NGER.
▼: H9W FAIRS THE HUNT F9R MINDFANG?
▲: 1 F33L C3RT41N TH4T SH3 W1LL B3 4PPR3H3ND3D V3RY