Lonely"...What'cha doing?"More Like This
A hesitant voice broke the absolute silence that had settled over the two like a blanket, the nervous scuffing of a well-worn boot the only thing aside from breathing that disturbed the quiet. What had he been thinking, coming here? This was Zim's- not the home of some fluffy huggy bear that made sadness seep away.
But, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't desperate. Where else could he go, anyway? Not to his sister. Not to his friends.
…Right. He didn't have any of those.
When it finally came, the response was almost equally hesitant; slow. Guarded. Mildly curious.
Interrupted in the middle of creating a piranha bomb for this? What was the Dib monkey playing at? There had to be a motive! Archrivals didn't simply stroll over to one another's houses and calmly inquire as to their pastimes!
"Oh... can I come in?"
Again the silence drifted past like a dense cloud. Zim's reluctance was evident- the squeak the material of his gloves made when he tightene
DB SF CH3: a new lifeMore Like This
It was already the evening of the next day when Goku finally and with some effort arrived at the Western capital City where Bulma lived. The spacepod weighted more than 400 kilos, but carrying it half over the globe was quite a task, even for him. The sun was setting though red clouds when he flight over the area of the Capsule Corporation, the first person he recognized was Bulmas dad, Dr. Briefs, who was working on something on the little meadow in front of the gigantic house. Goku landed next to him and called out:
"Hi, Mister Briefs! It's me, Goku! Can I talk to Bulma please?"
The older man looked up at him and jumped a bit from the surprise, he had appeared almost out of nowhere. And he hadn't noticed the luggage yet !
"You scared me, son! Where do you come from?"
"Sorry! Bulma, is she here? I have to show her something spectacular!"
"Why all this rush? Com on, I have a cold beer in the fridge We haven't seen each other in years, let's celebrate it!"
"I don't like that
DB SF CH 1: the battleplanMore Like This
Chapter 1: Battle-plan
A few minutes after Radditz departure Bulma, Master Muten and Krilin reached at last the battle area in their aircraft. The first thing they noticed was this innatural silence the place radiated, but then they saw the giant crater as by a meteor impact.
What the heck had happened here..? asked Bulma questioned more to herself. Where are they?
Look! There! There are two of them down there! Oh no that is Goku! And Piccolo! Krilin gasped.
They landed hastily and rushed to the two bodies lying on the ground motionless. Seen them, Bulma swallowed hard and stepped closer to Gokus wounded body; she prepared herself for the worst as she checked the neck for a pulse. Her face brightened a bit, as she felt a slow irregular heartbeat.
He he is alive! Goku is still alive!
Quick now! We must bring him to a hospital, or he will die! ordered the woman.
How to Make a decent homestuck troll OC.THE DO'S AND DO NOT'S OF MAKING A HOMESTUCK TROLL OC.More Like This
1) THE NAME.
- Make it something we can pronounce. Not some stupid shit like Jukgth Ghtyfk.
- The first name HAS TO BE 6 LETTERS long.
- The last name HAS TO BE 6 LETTERS long as well.
- Your troll CANNOT have the last name of an actual canon troll.
- Nor can they be related at all.
2) TYPING QUIRKS.
- Make it something readable at least. Keep it simple.
- Don't use the ones that are over used. Like replacing S with $.
- Be creative.
3) BLOOD COLORS.
- Be realistic guys and stay with the program. Don't make them have some stupid rainbow blood or something. That screams Mary-sue.
- Your troll may be a mutant blood. It is rare but it happens. So it's okay, just don't make them flaunt it. They will be culled.
- Black and White are not colors, they are shades and tints. So therefor they cannot be blood COLORS. (This includes grey/gray)
- Lime is a canon color, but lime bloods have gone extinct.
- Your trolls blood cannot change colors.
Psiioniic x Reader :: Infinity is OursMore Like This
((AN: You should be about 6 Human years in this flashback, about 3 sweeps? 2.2 human years in a sweep.))
You looked up at the bright toy hanging from one of the many dry trees. The branch was too high for you, but you needed the toy badly. The elders would scold you again for losing another toy so easily, and you didn’t want to get them mad yet again.
Tears pricked at your eyes, and your bottom lip quivered as you looked up sorrowfully at the toy. You shook your head and forced yourself to stop crying. You could get it yourself! It’s not that tall! You’ve seen many people get their toys easily! You wiped your face roughly, streaking snot and tears across your face. Walking up to the tree trunk, you then latched yourself to the bark. Only proceeding to then fall off even quicker.
Sniffing, you proceeded to try again, this time being successful in keeping yourself on the bark. You smiled to yourself, and began crawling over to the branch not noticing that t
.:Bunny Bothers:.Clyde: So, um. How do we put this.More Like This
Clyde: ...We. Uh...
Bonnie: Oh, stop stalling! Rabbit breeding season starts in February. For us, it starts at the beginning of the month and ends on the 17th.
Clyde: I feel bad for the real rabbits. They have to deal with it until the end of the summer.
Shab: W-why d͍̪̩o we even HAVE b-br̜͜ẹ̢͚eding season?! We're ro-robots! I-I'm scared.
Bonnie: Calm down, it isn't bad. ...Well, not that I should know. I've shut myself down for the past forty years during it, or it hasn't affected me. Might just shut down again.
Clyde: Yeah, well, it bothers ME. What are we going to do? There's only two females.
Bonnie: There's two of us.
Shab: W-what about m--
Bonnie/Clyde: SHUT UP, SHAB.