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UBERMONT: reprise, page 3UBERMONT!
Falchion climbed out of the dwarven lair and started sharpening his spear against a boulder. When he was done, he left the forest, lightly singing a tune:
"Herp, derp, I will go!
derp derp, super slow!
nerp slerp, rapin' sow!
jerp, gerp, I don't know!
herp herp, banged a crow!"
Quickly, a dark figure crept up on Falchion. Despite the fact that he was in an open field, Falchion was completely unaware of the oncoming traveler.
"What a song you have there. Would you mind telling me where you've heard it from?" The cloaked man said, almost scanning Falchion head to toe with his eyes.
"Why, I made it up myself. I am a genius after all!" Said Falchion, looking braindead. The cloaked figure had the look of shock in his eyes, being that they were the only part of his body showing, and he quickly dismissed himself back out of the open path. Falchion didn't think about following him, even though a dyslexic squir
UBERMONT: reprise, page 2UBERMONT!
As Falchion walked paced through the petrified forest, he felt no signs of suspicion. As he found a fine looking strip of wood, he tripped over something unseen, but shrugged it off. He picked up the wood and started carving it against a stump.
"Oi! Watch where you are going, or I'll bury my ax right where the sun never shines!" A short person said, who was standing before Falchion. Falchion looked down at the midget and laughed.
"Do you know who I am? I am the great former King Falchion! Invincible I am to your threats!" Falchion smiled.
"Invincible, eh? So you said KING Falchion, right? So you're a guy?" The midget said.
"Obviously..." Falchion patted the swarthy looking midget who obviously wasn't a child on the head as if he was one.
"No reason" The midget said as he kicked Falchion in the "acorns" (censorship *trollface*) Falchion fell unconscious to the sound of the midget laughing.
UBERMONT: reprise, page 1UBERMONT!
King Falchion sat upon his poorly crafted throne, looking out of the stained-glass windows to the horizon. His very few troops looked at him with the utmost anger, being that they were summoned an hour ago.
"Err... King Falchion... you called?" One of the guards muttered, almost to himself.
"WHAT IS IT!?" Falchion called from his throne, glaring at the guard who had the audacity to speak out. "What could be more important than the wars to the south? I have no idea how to stop teh ghettoness... and they only move further forward day after day..." Falchion sunk into his seat. "What could be more important than to soon have our lands filled with trailer parks an reruns of jersey shore?" Falchion shuddered.
"Sir, it's just that you called us an hour ago... what was it?" The same guard asked.
"I'm going to join the south wars! None shall come with me, and none shall stop me! Bye my friends!" And with that, King Falchion stormed out the door
Binding transformations part 2"come on, we have to keep moving, if we keep going at this pace, we may get out of the turtle lands in two days." Huck said.
"what use is it anyway? No matter where we go, there is no safehaven for normal humans. We have been looking for a year already, in the shadows, waiting, watching. And all we have ever found was half-humans, the ones that want to transform us, and just work for their petty needs tirelessly" Tiren said.
"So what do you want us to do? Join them? No? Okay then, shut up" alena said. These and four others were part of the last group of humans. Normal humans, anyway. One thousand years after the alien sealed the races off form each other, they have tried to find other was to get over the barriers. But there was a secret they did not know about. Normal humans could pass through the barriers, and go to the other lands. If any of the races figured this out as they captured them, they would surly use it to try to become the dominent race. So they must keep travelling, tryi
Binding transformationsBinding transformations
The world could not be any more split than it is now. or at least that's what Lon said a hundred years before our tale happens. The world was at constant, never ending civil war with itself, for the newborn humans had racism planted in their heads as soon as there eyes open. But not the racism that you probably are thinking about. No, skin color was very small compared to what really was going on.
"Halt there you wolven scum!" Lon shouted, raising his sharp, scale covered arms at the pack of wolf people advancing on draconic land. Lon was a draconic commander, who had to claw (no pun intended) his way to power in the dragon army. Yes, he was human, also dragon. Same with the wolves advancing on his territory. At birth, children of the different races are often forced to transform into a form alike the rest of their own country. There was no choosing sides, there was no going back, you were born fighting for territory, and you would often die. The wolven forces w
final fantasy 1 reviewFINAL FANTASY 1 (nes)
overall, I actually thought this game would suck. I just beat it, and its pretty good for 5 bucks. I thought it would suck becuse I beat ff 12, and thought the game just beat itself with the gambit system. But anyway, now for the reveiw
after looking at this game you may say "why the FUCK did this turd head rate this an 8?!" well the game is from 1990, so im talking about its graphics THEN. But really, they are okay, they get the point accross, even in 2010.
This game has a pretty good battle system, since it didnt have much to copy off of (it DID have dragon quest, wich is a game series I HIGHLY reccoment over the ff series) But the low amounts of MP got annoying, and the ways tht you can instantly die by bad luck can make one's mind spin. There are too many enemys with 1-hit-kill moves that automatically go first, so they can wipe out your whole party before you have the chance you attack. But else than that, very go
A Scaled WishThis story has effects of figure swapping of the female variety, with a heavy price. Simple, if you don’t like, don’t read. Enjoy and have a good day. ^^
The loud bustling commute of people traversed the reflective linoleum floors. Conversations in and out of character seemed cluttered as voices spoke, tones getting louder all in an effort to outdo one another. This was the common case at the Cherry Creek Mall. Through all the commotion and consumers, it was a single individual who caught the eye of lady luck.
“Damn it’s crowded today.” Isis looked around frustrated, sliding past the clusters of people atop her pair of blue converse shoes.
The short 5’3” Latina drove through the crowded sections, her body fluent and nimble as she squeezed through. It was what followed her constantly that became an issue, though not in a bad way.
“Geesh, could these people be any closer together?” Isi
Ominous- Jeff The Killer x Reader Ch.8After the surprising encounters of yesterday, you were taken back out through unfamiliar woods until you reached a large house.
You were given a room, down the hall from Jeff and Eyeless Jack, which was surprising, considering that the two killers were the last people you'd want to be around at night.
The first few days were rough however, and the murderous clan took special time out of their day to "familiarize" themselves with you.
Toby was by far the nicest. He could be a bit of a downer at times, and his tourettes took some getting used to, but he seemed the most similar to you.
Masky and Hoodie were friendly enough, but you always caught them spying on you for no apparent reason. Hoodie never spoke above a whisper and it creeped you out.
Masky was gentle and extremely shy, but on several occasions you found him on the floor having violent coughing fits, and swallowing handfuls of pills. He almost never removed his mask, unless he was sleeping.
Eyeless Jack, the second oldest, was
Ominous- Jeff The Killer x Reader Ch.7As the creatures words sunk in, you felt your heart skip several beats.
You blinked rapidly and took a few steps back. You weren't angry, you weren't terrified, instead you felt a foreign and unexpected feeling that you couldn't find a
You looked back at Jeff, who had a hand curled into his hair in frustration. He met your gaze for a brief moment before looking at Slenderman.
"But can't you just-"
"My Proxies have a particular skill set, as you've most likely seen from Jeffery. Now, I must ask; what is your relationship with him? It is extremely unheard of for him to spare a life."
Slenderman said, cutting him off.
You gulped. What was your relationship with him?
Friend? No, he wouldn't hesitate to kill you if he wanted to.
"He had said that he kept me around for company, out of boredom." You replied, which was the honest truth. Jeff wasn't affectionate in any way, and enjoyed getting under your skin.
The only time he showed you concern was out of necessit
Fun At The FairLeo sighed. How had Mikey talked him into this?
"That’ll be $20."
Handing the money to the ticket vendor Leo did his best to keep his hand hidden in the large sleeve of his coat so as not to alert the man that Leo and Mikey were not human. A moment later the man shoved two small slips of paper into his hand before waving them away.
"Have fun at the fair. NEXT!"
Handing one of the tickets to Mikey, Leo rolled his eyes as Mikey let out a loud giggle and began pulling him towards the entrance to the fairgrounds. Following Mikey's lead Leo watched amused as Mikey handed his ticket to the person at the gate before going inside and pausing for Leo to join him.
Once inside the fair Leo did his best to keep up with Mikey who practically ran; checking out every booth and stall while staring longingly up at some of the rides.
As they passed by one of the booths, a man's voice called to them.
"Hey kid! Come over here. If you pop a balloon you'll win a prize."
Leo rolled his eyes and did his
From Panels to Pages: Hook, Line and SinkerThere are some days where life throws you something totally unexpected that takes you out of the daily routine. I've noticed these changes can oftentimes be little adventures in and of themselves, wonderful little side stories to our "normal" walks.
Then again, living in a home full of Pokémon means that "normal" is usually anything but. So on a sunny Wednesday morning, another of life's little twists and turns came to trip me up.
Or rather, the twisting, turning tip of my dear Arbok's tail was what tripped me up.
I really should've learned by now that the long corridors of the Manor are the most likely spots for Arbok or my other serpentine Pokémon pals to ambush me! It's in their nature, after all; scouting out places to surprise their marks, which are most of the time all me. Within seconds of the toe of my shoe bumping into the purple appendage sticking out of the side storage room, she'd curled her tail all the way up my leg.
"WHOA! What the--?"
My surprise took away any
A Royal Guard's Protective Arms
Mikey groaned as he slowly began to wake. He was warm; completely cocooned by the blankets on his bed; and he was not alone. He could feel Leo's arms around his hips, gently holding Mikey's smaller body against Leo's larger body.
The sound came from his throat without conscious thought. He couldn't help it. He felt so happy. Last night had been the best night of his life, last night he'd confessed to the man he loved and not only had Leo accepted him and not pushed him away; but they'd slept together. Another low hum came from his throat as he remembered the previous night. He’d never felt that was before. He’d never like that before. He’d never felt such need grip his body.
Slowly shifting, Mikey raised his head up off the pillow to look around his room. Early morning sunlight was slowly shining into the room, making everything look slightly orange. Off in the distance he could hear guards going about their rounds. He groaned as he felt Leo's warm breath rac
ubermontKing jake sat on his throne in the ubermont capital, looking upon the horizon through a window in his throne room. He started sweating as if for no reason, his veins popped out and looked like he was turning purple.
"Sire! Sire, are you alright?" one of his royal palace gaurds said.
"what? Ya, i was just holding my breath, you were saying?" Jake said. He looked back up at the window, his eyes shaken.
"The maverick is out there, so is the fulcrum. But inbetween them, is teh gettoness!" Jake said.
"teh ghettoness?" one of the gaurds asked.
"no! only i can say teh!" jake yelled back.
"oookay... the ghettoness?" the gaurd said. he looked at the other gaurds with a wonderous look of "why do i bother with this idiot?"
"teh ghettoness is a not so organised organisation that plans to shut down and annialate the ubermont, fulcrum and maverick." jake said, the thought made him shudder.
(aka i got bored)
Red Riding HoodI want to believe people so badly when they say they won’t bite
that I contemplate climbing into their smiling jaws
thinking that it might be better to be split in two than left hanging.
But always, I draw my red hood and flit back into the forest
running in the shadows of pathways, never stepping into clearings
because I’ve spent my whole life in the wilderness
and I still can’t tell the wolves from the woodsmen.
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