How I became 1000 Face (Journal #4)Read Parts 1-3More Like This
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I woke up to find I was back to my "normal" self... If you can call me that now. Nothing about this mask seems normal and after coming to the realization that the mask can manifest objects such as a fully functioning handgun, I must run tests now. I need to know the limits and abilities of this mask. With a full understanding of it's powers and restrictions, I can then use the mask most efficiently. My basic understanding of what the mask can do is simple and pretty straight forward. A mere touch transforms me into that person for about half an hour
How I became 1000 Face (E-mail #2)Read Part 1More Like This
From: Martin Rust <R.Martin97@yahoo.com>
To: Priscilla Shutter <ThePriscillaQueen@aol.com>
Sent: Mon, Aug 8, 2011 11:08 pm
Subject: Re: Re: You may not believe me
Thanks for rushing home so quickly, I love you so much. Don't worry, I'm fine. You're only 2 days away right? I've been digging around the internet to find out something about this damn mask and so far I got very little. There was an old blog from 2003 about a demon skull bandanna, but I'm not sure if this is it. I mean there weren't any photos or anything so, I don't know. It states that this mask is used by demons to turn themselves into loved ones of humans they are going after. They would then pretend to be that person and try to trick the human into doing actions that would lead them to hell. The more humans a demon drags to hell, the more powerful it becomes. Maybe that thing was some kind
My Girlfriend~She's so talented~More Like This
She's basically where I got my start~
She makes me smile with every text~
She's as cute as you can be~
I was blind before but, now I see~
I can't wait to grow with her,
and learn about myself~
This path is meant for two,
and I'm happy to have you Paula~
Tags I guess...Hi everyone, ZE here. Look, I know the people who are waiting the requests must be a little impatient, but, I haven't been feeling it these last months. I can barely write anymore. I get lost to quickly, I lose focus,I'm having problems, I run out of ideas and feel empty. I'm trying but I still can't. If anyone has any ideas, I'll be glad to accept.More Like This
Apart of that, my birthday is coming soon, but I'm thinking about spending it alone. I'm running out of people to call friends around here. Only two or three are the ones I really consider my friends.
Third, there are three tags, so I'll do them now:
1. Each person has to share 5 things about them
2. Answer the 10 questions asked to you and invent 10 question the people you tag will have to answer
3. Choose 10 people and put their icons on your journal
4. Not something like "you are tagged if you read that"
5. You have to tag legitimately 10 people
6. No tag-backs
FACTS OR SHIT:
1. I do
Attack on Cravat! Chapter 5You knocked on the corporal's door tentatively. When there was no response, you ever so slowly opened the door. Peeking your head around the door, you were surprised to find the office empty. You made your way into the sunlit office carefully, a part of you unsure to be in here while the corporal was absent.More Like This
A glitter caught your eye. You turned towards the desk, your curiosity getting the better of you. You ventured closer to the desk, the shiny object coming into view. It was a small trinket, small enough to fit in the palm of your hand, but large enough to be noticed.
You longed to pick it up, to hold the treasure in your hand for yourself, but you stopped yourself. This was Rivaille's office. Who knows what consequences could befall you if you were caught. And yet...
"Looking for something, cadet?"
The voice made you snap to attention. You couldn't help but let a small surprised squeak escape your throat. You were frozen for a moment, unsure of how to respond, before you heard foot
First Date (2P Canada x Reader)Matthew glared at himself. He finally got her to go out with him and now he had no fucking idea on where to take her. He took many chicks out, it wasn’t a big deal and he had no fucking idea why he was stressing over taking ________ out. They’ve been places alone, it wasn’t a big deal…before but now it was. He thought about the movies but nothing good was playing. He knew her long enough that she hated chick flicks. Maybe a dive bar, he could get in no problem but then there’s the other shit like him getting into a fight and she getting hurt. Maybe bowling that could work.More Like This
“Why don’t you take her to the movies?” he jumped. Artie was looking over his shoulder. He scowled at him.
“Nothing good is playing,”
“Ooh! How about that nice looking movie about boy meets girl?”
“She’d kill me, she hates those lovey dovey chick flicks and I don’t want to be around all that estrogen,”
[You got blood on my suit] A TF2 CreepyPastaAs the sun rises. The Red team went out of their beds and suited up for another war against the blue teams. It was just a regular ordinary day at the location called '2 Fort' As soon as the teammates run out, Shooting... Killing.. Murdering. Stealing Intelligence's It was a bloody.. Killing zone.. Where ever you go. You get killed or injured. Kill or be killed. Of course. The entrance to the Intel was blocked off by those damn Engineers and them Damn Sentries.. There was... One Man... That knew what to do in a snap. He is called Daniel. And his class is one of the spies. He's a highly trained assassin that decided to join the war zone of Team Fortress 2..... He didn't die once. He had a patch around his arm whilst holding a Ambassador. He wasn't wearing his mask, all the other spies did But him... For some odd reason. He liked showing his face to the others. Daniel hid behind a black box that was in front of the Team Blue's Sentry. He grabbed his disguising kit and decided to disMore Like This
The Spotter 3 (reader x blue/red scout) (Finally I made it to chapter 3! I hope you guys like it ^^)More Like This
Sunlight broke through the blinds, and one pesky ray shined right in (Y/n)'s face. She let out a weary huff and turned out of its way. (Y/n) cuddled in the warmth of her bed a few more lingering moments more before getting up.
She stretched letting out a quite yawn. (Y/n)'s eyes looked at the clock beside her bed. On the red digital clock it read '7:35 am', (Y/n) looked dumbly at the little clock. Her brow raised, 'what was going on' for a while now the alarm would go off at 5:30 am everyday, and because of the loss shouldn't the team be awoken earlier? (Y/n) would have thought so with how this place is running- but it seems she is wrong, could anything else be happing today that she couldn't remember?
After a moment a blush grew on the (h/c), as she thought about yesterday and the scouts, (Y/n) shook her head as she came up with nothing but being kissed technically twice
Confidence (TF2 Engineer x Reader) You'd always known Engineer as a shy guy. The kind of person who'd appreciate a joke, but slink away with a small chuckle. A polite person when you heard from him. He would occasionally give you small, yet sweet and admiring compliments just to be nice. Things like, "you look very pretty," or "you're doing a very good job".More Like This
When he was on the field, you always noticed he would only kill for the protection of his teammates or himself. Because of peer pressure, most of the time he would slink harmless little insults into his dominations... It raised his confidence.
But he had a passion for inventing all sorts of things. You would sometimes walk into his bunk and find many helpful blueprints, some scratched out and crumpled, but most with really good upgrades that would benefit the team.
But this week was the slowest and least productive week for Engineer. More and more of his blueprints you discovered in the trash, and no one on the tea
By Accident-Tentaspy X ReaderBy AccidentMore Like This
Tentaspy X Reader
Mild cussing. Nothing major.
“It’s because of all those energy drinks that your fast. It has nothing to do with skills.” I said, crossing my arms and glaring across at Scout. He huffed at me with indignation.
“No it does not! I’m just that fast. Unlike your slow snail pace.”
“I’m not slow. I’m trying to cover everyone else as you go gallivanting off into trouble like always!”
It was just another typical day in Blu Base as me and Scout fought over God knows what, since it was a day off and all. As loud and hard we fought, this was the usual. It wasn’t like we hated each other, hell it was almost like we were related. His ego just got in the way a lot, and it drove me crazy. Maybe that’s why the others left the room?
“Yeah, well I can prove to you just how skilled I am.” He smirked at me, which I countered by flippin