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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
Hitting the road-TG Caption
Danny pulled into Jackson's driveway. He shut off the car and opened the door. “I'll be right back, I'm going to go get him.” Danny said to Tyler who was sitting in the backseat eating a Twizzler.
“Alright,” he said munching on the red string. “Can you leave the radio on though?”
Danny put the key back into ignition and turned it to the radio setting.
“Yeah, I'll be back,”
Danny closed the door leaving Tyler in the car. Danny walked to the front door and knocked. He waited for a second then opened the door. “Mr. and Mrs. Styles, I'm here to pick up Jackson!!”
The living room TV was blaring the Spongebob theme song. Jackson's little sisters were sitting on the rug watching the intro. One of his sisters, Jenny, caught Danny walking in.
“Hey Danny!” She screamed.
Danny's other sister Jessica turned and joined in as well. “Hey Danny!”
Danny smiled and waved. “Hey Jessica and
[NOTES] Zero x Reader (Part 1)
As you entered the classroom filled with Day Class students, you didn't expect the events that would take place over the course of the next couple days. Sweet, sweet unsuspecting you.
As usual, you headed to your seat beside Yuki Cross, greeting both her, Yori, then Zero who sat behind the three of you. You knew nothing about vampires, but had become close with Zero anyhow.
Nothing was out of the ordinary. It was just your typical morning... that is, until you opened up your black spiral notebook.
There, on a fresh sheet of unused paper was a small envelope with a red, heart seal. Though its appearance surprised you, you didn't think too much of it and began to open up the small thing, seeing no need to hide it from or reveal it to anyone.
However, once you read the contents inside of it, you quickly closed your notebook, cheeks as red as a tomato. The sudden motion also caused Yori and Yuki to look at you with startled, confused expressions which you imme
Words in hugs and cuddles
Hey loved it when Donnie and he would cuddle. Yes they were older now, with Donnie being 11 and Mikey being 10. Yet somehow he still enjoyed the feelings he got when Donnie and he would huddle against each and cuddle. To feel Donnie’s arms around his shoulders holding him, shielding him, keeping him safe. It filled his chest with warm and happiness. It made him giggle and shift, trying to get Donnie to hold him tighter, while Donnie would giggle and do just that; wrapping his arms around his little brother even tighter.
“I like Donnie hugs.”
Behind him Donnie squeezed him a little tighter, while leaning in to nuzzle the side of his face. “and I like giving them to you.”
Again he giggled; this time from Donnie’s warm breath which tickled his neck and made him squirm. Making Donnie lean in and begin to tickle his sides.
Mikey squirmed, twisted and writhed. Doing his best to get away from h
Fitting RelationshipFitting Relationship
Mesmerized, Ben strode through the small aisle, his gaze sweeping over the sparkling gowns and dresses displayed left and right. His heart was beating madly, and part of his excitement was the fear of being caught, of a shopkeeper or other customer spotting him while indulging in his most secret fantasy.
It had happened several times, and each time he'd wished to evaporate on the spot, the sneer or disdain on the shopkeepers' faces when they expelled him from the store hurting like a thousand stabs with a knife. Each time, he'd swore anew never to do this again, but his cravings were too strong, and after a few weeks at the uttermost, he'd be strolling through the clothing stores' ladies sections again.
The reason for his frequent sackings was obvious - when th
Life in a Lugia (Lugia vore) - CommissionWARNING: This story contains soft, safe, non-fatal vore. If you don't like vore, DON'T read this story.
It was a lovely Sunday, and Luke woke up at 8:00 AM, gently pushed down of the bed by the sunlight that entered from the the window. He yawned and went out of his room, still a little sleepy. He went down of the stairs and a dish with 4 waffles was literally waiting for him on the table. "Waffles! Thanks, mom!" these were the first words of his day, "I know you like waffles, and I have another surprise for you" his mother said, and he looked at her with begging eyes. "Let's play a little treasure hunt. Make 10 steps on left, 5 on right, and then other 10 on south" she explained, and he immediately started counting his steps. "One, two, three..." He said, looking at his feet the whole time, "And.... ten steps on south!" he said, and looked around, but he didn't see anything, "Ehm, where's the surprise...?" he asked confusely. His mother giggled, "It's right behind you!" she said, and
yandere!Bertholdt x reader: Devil's spoke INTRO
By now, someone should have rousted you from bed and thrown you into training. The scratching of your nails on the mattress brought you out of your slumber. Softly groaning, you forced your eyes open and rubbed your face, everything around you still quiet. Your fingers tapped the headboard that sat against the wall, and your eyes scanned every detail of the bunk above you as your mind tried to wake up enough to consider leaving your sheets. The absolute silence reminded you that no one else could be awake. There were snores, peaceful sighs and tossing and turning. You almost missed the sound of heavy boots stomping down the hall at night, your father never practicing the art of not shaking the house as he walked. A rather obnoxious sound, really, but a sound at least.
At last there was a noise other than yourself. You heard the bed springs above you creak and you looked over to meet blue eyes. Annie, the girl that slept above you, was leaning over the side of her mattress; her upside d
words while sick
Mikey watched as in front of him Donnie coughed for a moment before letting out a gentle wheeze. “sorry……can't play……today.”
Mikey shook his head, “Downy be better.”
As he spoke he leaned over making sure the small blanket that was draped over his older brother covered as much of him as it could. Under the blankets Donnie smiled weakly. “I’ll…..be ok…… need rest.”
Behind him Mikey felt Leo and Raph shift, “we leave you now Donnie. Get better.”
Donnie nodded and closed his eyes, doing his best to draw in deep breaths but only succeeding in making himself cough more.
Mike felt his brother’s touch his shoulder, trying to get him to follow them out of the room. But he ignored them, shrugging off their touches as he moved in closer to Donnie. “help?”
Donnie opened an eye and looked at him. “m…Mikey?”
Mikey nodded, “how help?”
Donnie smiled wea
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)
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