Swallow Records: Disney AnimationI, Hugo Year, will now return to the documentation of Swallow, the show that eats you up. Good grief that's a poor tagline. I'd say as much about the show but that goes against my contract. As ever I am not among the fanbase of this production but it is my job to share it with you for whatever the purpose. I'd comment about putting food on the table but such a joke about this show would be of bad taste.More Like This
In case this is the first record you are reading, I will restate that the rules of this show are to survive and eliminate. Eliminating is done by swallowing your competition whole; survival is done by not getting swallowed yourself. Last female standing "wins". I say female because every contestant is female. I specify female because both woman and young girls have been entered in the past. I put "wins" in quotations because nobody really wins in a show like this.
As for how it's even physically possible for humans to swallow each other repeatedly, it's all thanks to drugs and nanomachi
Thumbelina Magical Tale Crossover styleProlougeMore Like This
It begins with early morning and upon the screen super imposed we see the title:
Thumbelina a magical story
The camera moves slowly to the left until we’re looking at a river.
Once upon a time…
As such we see a quaint little entrance to a small village in England and right on cue we see a toco toucan fly in. As he does some soft but cheery music plays and he hums along to the melody.
Then as if he noticed the audience he greets, "Hello and welcome new friends! My name is Rafael, and welcome Tokyo, home to greatest adventures!"
And he takes flight again this time singing lyrics
Rafael: You sure to do impossible things
If you follow your heart
You sure to fly on magical wings
When you follow your heart!
Soon he flies straight into what seems to be an old tower filled with lots of antiques and he comes to rest on a make-shift nest out of rags as he finishes the final notes.
You sure to do impossible things…
When you follow your h
Are You Gonna Tell Me?My sister has always been kind of nosy in my romantic life, especially so in high school. She was two years older than me, at the time she was a Junior and I was a Freshman.More Like This
We rode the same bus home (obviously) and the entire way home she was questioning me about a boy I had been talking to earlier.
"How tall is he? What color are his eyes? Have you guys kissed yet?" Were just a few of the questions she had asked.
"I'm not telling, Jess, you'll probably try to steal him from me!" I joked as we both entered the house. It was a mild day in Spring, warm enough for me to exchange my usual footwear for flip-flops. My sister had worn her usual Nike sneakers, as she had outgrown her old sandals. After taking a dose of my allergy medication and flopping down on the couch, Jess attacked me without warning. My sides felt like they were on fire as she tickled them mercilessly.
"I'm gonna get you to tell me, one way or another!" Jess announced, putting most of her weight on my hips so I couldn't
A Fawn's Blueberry ExperienceForestMore Like This
A biologist was running with a vile of blue liquid before arriving in a nice spot. "This will do." he said, planting a blueberry seed and pouring the liquid on it before covering it. "I just hope my experiment works." He then left, waiting until the bush grew.
6 Months Later
The seed had sprouted into a big blueberry bus with ripe, plump, blueberries. On this particular day, an adolescent buck with dark brown fur, budding antlers, and forest green eyes was watching the scientist about everything in hiding until he grabbed one from the bush, having a devious smile.
A young, petite fawn with light brown fur, white spots, and sky cyan blue eyes was taking a drink. "Mmm... refreshing." Faline said.
"Why hello Faline." Ronno called as he walked over to Faline's location.
Faline turned her attention to Ronno, rolling her eyes. "Oh... hey Ronno." she said, un-impressed by his appearance. Her eyes then widen when she saw a huge blueberry in his mouth. "Oh my g
Meiji School Girl MisaoMore Like This
"You did WHAT?!" Misao nearly dropped her bowl of rice.
Okina sipped his tea calmly, already expecting his young protege's outburst. Everyone at the table except Aoshi and Omasu glanced at Okina curiously. Aoshi continued eating his fish as if nothing happened and Omasu looked at Misao nervously. Kuro put down his bowl, and ventured to ask politely,
"You enrolled her into that Christian college, Okina-san?"
"How could you do that without asking me, Jiya!" Misao slammed her bowl onto the table, sending several grains of rice flying into the air.
"Precisely for that reason," Okina muttered, he cleared his throat as he spoke up louder. "It's high time you receive a formal education about how to conduct yourself as a lady. You need to continue your education as well. You've gone on for too long with just the basics. This school can provide you with more. The Doshisha college recently opened a women's higher education building next door to it's principle building, and is looking