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Bubblybarks Roleplay!Mistlepaw rolled on his back, letting the sun hit his belly. He stretched, and got up. He looked around, his ears twitching. He heard something...
Imagination Square Station A light came from somewhere. A small cat/wolf came into view, looking around. The place looks like a war had been going on.
She decided to do something. She began cleaning up and organizing things.
Over the years, different characters came and went. They all helped, and together they all helped to create.....
S.S. #3 A girl from my class walked in one day.
She ate an apple grown by master.
Fur overflowed, a snout grew long.
Fast was she then, now she was Swifter and strong!
Icepaw the wolf.
Scales she grew, dragon she now was.
Scales she kept, gills she grew.
Human as started,
She helped ever since.
The Winter Soldier x Reader - One shot You were on your first mission. You've been on many others but this one was different, this one was dangerous. Extremely dangerous.
They called him the Winter Soldier, why? you didn't know it was classified. What was his real name? you didn't know it was classified. Why were you ordered to take him down? You didn't know it was classified.
You and your team were driving down a snow covered dirt road. The Winter Soldier was supposed to be somewhere in a German compound where exactly in the compound? you didn't know. It seems like you didn't know a lot of things lately. Didn't know who he was, where he was, why you were ordered to take him down, why you we
Lone Flowers (Jorrian) [RP in desc]I don't know why I'm here. Everyone here is plain mental. They're crazy and screwed up in the head. I don't know if I am. Maybe. Just maybe.
I've familiarized myself with the white walls and marble floor. There were no windows. Only a door that could be opened from the outside that led to the hall, or if you had a key. But that was the only way out. And only the Doc and visitors had access to it.
The doctor was a sick, twisted being. He put people in straitjackets and tied them to beds. He never gave the required amount of medicine. Sometimes he would pull people out of their rooms for "treatment" and they came back even more screwed up.
Acquaintances of mine inhabited many of the rooms here. They all had lost their mind...most of it, at least. A few had managed to keep themselves together. But I'm certain that won't last for too long.
One of my friends—my closest one, my only one—shared a room with me after her roommate lost it. She's so sweet and gentle and in
Fear of Spiders“As I write this down I can feel him coming, coming after me. My tears roll down and softly lands on the keyboard, the salty taste and smell of mixed tear and sweat. I can feel him... and his spiders... they are coming after me... I only have few minutes to write this down...
I can´t tell you much about him but I´ve seen him often, in the woods where the river is the only seperation. Outside my house, peeking from the corner of the window even my bedroom was in the second floor. Three weeks ago I woke up and he was standing in from of me, few inches away from my face. I screamed and backed away to the wall behind me, trembling of fear and scared. He was standing still, covered in spiders... these spiders... I can´t forget how they clinged to him...
He was not natural... not normal... he was different from normal people... far different from us. He have eight long spider legs behind him, he crawled forwards me using his spiderl legs. I didsn´t see his face
Como OlvidarteApenas comencé el segundo año de la preparatoria e iba en camino al Instituto, eran las 6:00 de la mañana, yo voy tan temprano porque era la capitana de las porristas, ahí estaban mis mejores amigas que incluso iban conmigo en las “Girls Fireside”, los cinco días de las semanas siempre practicamos, mis amigas me daban ánimos cada vez que las veía y estaba con ellas ¿El porque? Es porque Phineas se había ido, no recuerdo muy bien a donde pero se fue.
Ese mismo día en el que se fue, no me dejaban de brotar lagrimas, estuve todo el día llorando que hasta incluso había faltado un día a la escuela, mi mama me comento que ya era hora de “Olvidar” así es, tener que olvidar todo lo que me había pasado con él, fue muy difícil para mí tener que olvidarlo.
Ya pasaron años desde que fue nuestra despedida…tengo que olvidarlo, olvidarlo d
Reader x Suoh Mikoto: Fortunate Meeting
I have always known that my life won’t be easy, but I have never imagined that I would run away like a criminal. And I’m only the little sister of one.
My big brother is well-known in the criminal-scene. He killed many people and is in big contact with the Yakuza. That’s why Scepter 4 is looking for him and they think I know where he is. But I haven’t seen him for about two years. The only contact we have is the money he sends me every month.
A few days ago people from Scepter 4 stood in front of my apartment and wanted information. Then two days ago and today they wanted to bring me to their headquarter. When they said that I got in panic and ran away.
And now I’m here running like an idiot and panting heavily.
I know that they have special abilities and I’m really glad that they haven’t used them on me, but I’m just scared as hell of Scepter 4.
Turning around a corner I look for a place to hide. The only thing I see is a bar. Not
Revenge 2:Serpentine Ch.23 (for real this time)Now snapping out of it, Herobrine looked up at his sons. Lewis and Sky both sighed with relief. He was back, and they hoped never to see entrances like that by Dan again.
Extreme anger displayed in his eyes, Herobrine narrowed his eyes and cursed the Serpent King, what happened to him still fresh in his mind.
Veiling his anger ever so slightly, he spoke."Even with all the experience I had with the Snake...he still managed to catch me off guard." he growled.
Evenly, the brothers sighed with a bit of disappointment and relief.
Right there with his father's anger, Lewis spoke up. "I'm guessing Dan snuck up on you. That sneaky bastard..."
"Giving up is not an option, however." Sky put in. "Even though Jordan has his Nether powers now..."
Observing their grimaces, Herobrine decided to ask his sons about their experiences in the realms.
Not wanting to burden him with his horrid time spent in the End, Lewis let Sky go first. He went on about how he ran into Sean and now his family, and he tal
A thousand years of Sonic 23A thousand years of Sonic 23
The next morning Sonic and Shadow woke up at the same time and got out of the van. Shadow stretch a little, "That's strange I could have sworn Silver was there last night" said Sonic. "Maybe he went to do some training of his own" said Shadow, Sonic went next to Shadow, "Are we going to Shade? To begging our training?" Sonic asked. Shadow nod and started to walk away and notice Sonic wasn't following him, "Sonic is something wrong?" Shadow asked going to him, "Shadow even if we do train for all this years what makes you certain we will be strong enough to face Fleetway?" Sonic asked. "If we train hard enough I'm sure we will be stronger than him" said Shadow, "But have you analyze things right? What if there is no need to fight him?" Sonic asked. "Sonic he is a bad guy nothing can be solved by talking to him you should know that by now" said Shadow, "Everything has a
Saccharin Species Bio V2The Saccharin is a strange species - not exactly as biological as one would think, they’re more like slimes. As such, they have no internal organs. They also are very pliable and elastic, which comes into play as they eat. Being an amorphous organism has its perks. Saccharins can regenerate or reattach severed limbs, morph their bodies into the shape of new body parts, and stretch their currently existing body.
A saccharin runs on two things: sugar and water. Everything else is unnecessary. While the water serves mainly as a lubricant, the sugar is the essential part. A saccharin is made almost entirely of sugar-based compounds, and can squeeze through very tight spots due to its lack of a skeleton. While the water is essential, too much of it can cause a saccharin to lose its composition and become much more slime-like.
When a saccharin eats, the food doesn’t go to a stomach, because it simply doesn’t have one. Being like a slime, the food is stored inside the saccha
OC Status: HoDThe Basics:
Name: Hunter of Dreams Sky
Age: 20 (Immortal, can change age appearance at will)
Species: Corrupted; Immortal Demon Dream Hunter
Occupation/title: Hunter of Dreams
Height: 5ft 9.5in
Body build: Tall and lean, very agile
Eye color: Black sclera, dark blue irises, red pupils
Hair color: Brown with black streaks
Skin color: Fairly tanned
Other Important Stuffs:
Defining Traits: Corrupted eyes, black and blue wings to represent the night sky, crown of Notch on his head, black streaks in his hair, reckless and childlike personality, eyes change color to the color of his victim's eyes when he puts them to sleep
Favorite Color: Dark shades of blue and black
Favorite animal (if any): Anything nocturnal
Sexual Orientation: Straight
S.S. #4 A desilancer walked in
Fishy go down
Fur go flyin'
A cat in-gulped by flames
A hard armor covers her body
Still in flames, a water beetle steps up
Bright Red feathers suddenly fill the air
Not a cat, nor a beetle, but a Sparrow!
She decides if should help the Professor.
SweepAs soon as he stepped into the open field, he slung the minesweeper from his shoulder and pointed its nose to the ground. It was old, worn and heavy, and old and rough, calloused and breaking, and old. The metal between his hands was cold and chilled his fingers. If he was not careful he could step on the very mines he was trying to find. They would have to pick up the pieces of his body and to send the tags home where his wife would cry and hold his son and daughter close with nothing to show them of their father but a piece of metal engraved with "Ajeet Singh".
One sweep, than another.
This war had taught him to never trust open spaces. Open spaces were where the mines were planted, where Prets lay in wait. France was green and damp just like the uniform he wore. It had been days since he was separated from his unit, and now the Allies were breathing on his neck, searching for POW’s, searching for the enemy of which he was one. &
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