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The Llama Who Saved the WorldIt was a rainy night when she appeared, claiming to be a researcher and wanting access to our library. Though many were wary of this traveler, King Llane decided it was best to allow her to stay. He ordered my partner and me to guard her.
As we made our way to the room that she had been assigned, she looked around with curiosity bright in her eyes. I took my chance to observe her.
She didn't look like any researcher that I had ever seen. She was beautiful, with short red hair, green eyes, and fair skin. She wore glasses and practical travel attire: a wool cloak, rough spun britches, and a light shirt. She carried a travel bag slung across her chest and leaned on a walking staff.
"Why are there no children?" she asked, startling me out of my appraisal.
I thought for a moment before answering, "Well, you see ma'am, the king's wife died giving birth to their second child and he never had the heart to remarry. He
Nuclear AftermathIt was a time of peace, love, and prosperity. A time when man helped his fellow man and there were no hardships. The Earth was lush and vibrant, a veritable bounty for the creature living upon it.
Yeah, right, when was it ever like that? I asked myself.
After three World Wars, the Earth was in shambles. A parched husk of its previous glory. Much of the wilds had died centuries ago between the encroachment of humanity and nuclear Holocaust. There was not much left, and what was around was once again being fought over.
"Central Russia was nuked yesterday," Clint stated.
"So?" I replied. "Just means that we stay indoors until whatever passes overhead is gone."
Clint glared at me over his newspaper, "Aren't you even slightly interested in what is happening in our world today, Cole?"
"It's not that I'm not interested," I answered, exasperated. This was a common argument among us. "It's
List-o-Mania Fridays-June 10, 2011-Morgan Freeman could narrate the phone book for me and I'd be happy. But alas, we have to narrate our bucket lists ourselves. So share with us your character's bucket list-- the things they'd like to do before they die.
-protect Michael at all costs
-travel to more than just the battlefield
-gain some allies
-tell Michael that I love him
-stop the war
-be something more that just a fallen Valkyrie
-June 17, 2011-Nicknames, maiden names, aliases or titles. List the things people have called you over the years.
-my little pet
-That Winged Bitch
-June 24, 2011-List....
5 things you're into right now
-Protecting what I love
-Defying the All-Father and Prophecy
-Chocolate-chip Cookie Dough Ice Cream (Hey, a girl's gotta have a vice!)
4 things that you used to be into, but aren't anymore
-Being a good little robot of a Valkyrie
Mundays-May 30, 2011-Let's talk about the bad guys!
1. What makes a good villain, in your opinion?
A good villain to me is much like a good hero: they have to have flaws. They can be all wicked and evil, but they still need to have something that gives them a little quirk; something that makes them not quite perfect; something that makes them vulnerable and therefore, they have something that even the good guys could exploit.
2. Do you tend to write more for villains or heroes?
I write more for heroes. It seems easier to write from their point of view than from a villians, but since I've never really tried it from the villians side, I suppose I should and see how I like it....not that I don't still prefer being on the good guys side.
3. Who wins more often in your stories, the good guy or the bad guy?
The good guys.
4. Have you ever written a redeemable / reformed villain? A good guy turned bad?
Not yet, but you never know, I may thro
SparringI used to spar with my sisters to hone my skills, now all I have is thin air. Sure, there's Michael, but I'm afraid I'll hurt him in the heat of the moment. He may be a man, but he's mortal and certainly has not had thousands of years of training. It's sad...pathetic really. The best exercise I get is when we're fighting one of the assassins. Well, more I'm fighting and he's running like all the dogs of Hell were on his ass, but still...
Sighing, I continue to swing my daggers through the air, twirling them intricately.
Twofer Tuesdays-June 7, 2011-For today, tell us about two enemies you've made in your life. Who are they? How do you feel about them? Is this a friendly rivalry, or the sort of battle that ends with only one person standing and the other in bits? Were you ever friends before? We want to know!
-Odin: The All-Father-I chose to defy him for one man. I chose to defy Armageddon. Now it will come down to either him or me. Fuck, I hope I win.
-Brunhilde-My sister-in-arms. The quirky little scientist who always knew how to lift my spirits. When I defied Odin, I betrayed her and all my other sisters. Maybe someday she'll forgive me.
-June 14, 2011-Today, we challenge you give us a scene/event from your character's story from the perspective of one person involved...
I had been watching him for months now; ever since he had seen me in that near-death experience he had. He had diligently done his research and now had fig
Interview with my CharactersNinja'd this from VampiricBountyHunter. Mwahahaha!
I'll use various characters from all my stories, labeling which story they come from.
1. Sylvana Mooncrest (RT)
2. Silmara (AC)
3. Ishetalia (VC)
4. Jade (Angels/Demons)
5. Tony (Misadventures of Indiana Tony (working title, bear with me))
1. Hello! How are all of you today?
Silmara: Well, I really miss Belthas, but otherwise, I'm fine, I guess. I do have Aiden to keep me company.
Ishetalia: -looks around-
Jade: How about them powers, huh?
Tony: You know, I explored this really awesome cave!
2. Let's get down to business. Are you a guy or a girl?
Sylvana: -continues to stare-
Ishetalia: I would think that's obvious.
Jade: Totally a chick!
Tony: It appears that I'm the only guy here...
3. What color is your hair? (apparently we're being interviewed in a dark room?)
Silmara: Mine's black!
Ishetalia: Deep red, alm
TS2-Of Butterflies and FairiesThe park was idyllic. Luminescent butterflies flew around with fairies chasing them. A brown haired little girl chased the fairies trying to catch them.
"Alright, Alesiya, time to go," an elderly, white haired lady called.
"But I don't want to!" Sara yelled back.
"We have too, Sara. You're party is tonight, do you want to miss it?" the lady asked.
Sara came running over to here. "Let's go, Marie!" she said excitedly.
Marie chuckled and picked the little girl up.
Sara awoke feeling content but excited. The dream had been much better than the one the week before. She wondered who Marie was. She was reminded of her grandmother.
Sara got up and ready for the day. It was bright and sunny outside. She decided to wear shorts and T-shirt.
She came bounding down the stairs, ready to meet the new day.
"You're not wearing that, young lady," her father said, barely lookin
Happy Birthday, John! (John x Reader)HAPPY 4/13 EVERYONE!!!!!!!! This is my first readerx fanfic and I finished it on time! Hells to the yes! Anways, do enjoy! Also has swearing cause it's homestuck.
Small note: (y/s) = Your symbol
.:*~Third Person POV~*:.
"Oh gog." (Name) said as stood in her bedroom in her (f/c) pajamas. She stood looking at her calendar which had red marker on it circling one specific date.
It was her best friend John Egbert's birthday tomorrow. And she had forgotten about it.
She looked at her alarm, seeing it was 12:00pm. It was a Saturday, so she slept in. (Name) had set up a plan to meet with Dave, Rose, and Jade today to plan a surprise party for Egderp. Problem is, she forgot to tell the three about the meeting and she didn't have any actual plan set up for the party.
The day was still young though, so she quickly ran to the bathroom to shower and made her way back into her room and put on her s
TnM.Alt - Capitulo 2 - Una HermandadLas alarmas sonaron muy temprano el la base aun ni salia el sol y todos debían estar preparado para los entrenamientos y esperar ordenes de los lideres. Marie despertó agotada por todo lo sucedido el día de ayer, junto a ella se encontraban mas de 30 chicas todas de diferentes edades algunas mayores otras menores y dos de ellas eran sus amigas y compañeras que se dirigieron hacia ella.
- ¿Porque llegaste tan tarde ayer Marie? - le preguntaba Jasmine - te estuvimos esperando.
- Lo siento chicas es que tuve que hablar con mi Padre y mi Tío junto con Thomas - les respondía levantándose se su cama - ademas de que vi que Thomas estaba herido así que lo lleve a la enfermería y también estaba Xavier parece que también tenia una herida.
- ¿En serio? bueno no es de esperarse, es muy común salir lastimado de una pelea - decía Destiny ocultando su preocupación - deberán tener mas
Origins-Hunter of Dreams SkyI looked around nervously as I creeped through my kingdom. It was pretty easy, but with all the guards around, I was sure at least one of them would spot me.
But I couldn't give up on my brothers. They needed me. They needed me to defeat Herobrine.
And we were so close...If only it were easier. This pressure...it seems impossible!
I continued through my kingdom until I came across my two best friends, Jason and Ty. They were arguing, and I listened in on their conversation.
"Ty, I couldn't of gotten back here if it wasn't for Jordan. He let me go. He got rid of Herobrine for me." Jason reiterated once again.
"I'm sorry, but did you not see the stab wound Sky gave me?!" Ty snapped, lifting us his shirt to reveal a scar through his gut. "This could've killed me. HE could've killed me."
The spaceman went silent. "They've done some pretty bad things, but I know they've changed."
I decided it was a good time to speak up. "It's true," I said slowly and quietly from behind them.
OC Status: IceeThe Basics:
Age: 1019 (Looks 19. Is immortal and can change her appearance at will.)
Species: Ice Dragon/Human Hybrid
Occupation/title: Ice Queen
Height: Near 5ft 11in
Body build: Light, lean, muscular, like a big cat.
Eye color: Bright blue
Hair color: ) Blonde
Skin color: Slightly tanned
Other Important Stuffs:
Defining Traits: Has permanently pointed ears that are blue tinted at the tips. These follow her to every form she takes, and this is the reasons she wears headphones in her human form.
Favorite Color: pale blue
Favorite animal (if any): DWAGONS, SNAKEZ, AND HORSES
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Current partner: Dan, A.K.A The Serpent King (Belongs to velvetkitteh)
Likes: Cool temperatures, dragons, snakes, ice, SNOW, family, sometimes fighting, raw fresh kill, relaxing with t
Origins-Eater of Souls JordanI walked to my kingdom, my insanity whispering nonsense to me as I approached the gates. We were somewhat getting along, but I still knew what it really wanted from me.
As I got closer to my kingdom, I began to wonder how I should make my entrance before searching for Mark and Nick. Full on out present myself or go in sneakily?
I know it didn't matter, but it could make the decision whether or not they would come with me to the Nether to defeat Herobrine. I wanted to make sure that they trusted me. They needed to know that I was still their best friend. And I had to hope that they felt the same way about me.
I was just about to enter the gates on my kingdom when I heard some commotion behind me. I whipped around to see if it was a guard or possibly Mark and Nick, but no one was present.
I glanced around, my insanity crooning to me that I was paranoid, but to be sure I walked away from the gates from my kingdom.
As I did, rotting arms rose from the ground and grabbed my arms and legs. I
Origins-Dweller of the Dead LewisThis was our only chance to defeat our father. We just needed to get our friends on our side, and we could defeat him. That white-eyed menace that has done nothing but tormented us.
I teleported through the forcefield my companions had set up to keep me and my brothers out. It was a nice attempt, but unfortunately futile.
I then began to sneak through the streets of the city, staying out of sight of the guards and civilians, who obviously seemed weary and very anxious.
I assumed they were all worrying where I would strike next.
Swallowing down all the regret I had for what happened over the past several months, I continued towards the palace in the kingdom.
I finally reached my destination unseen and unharmed. Bracing myself for whatever was going to happen through those doors, I entered quietly and glanced around.
It was silent, and no one seemed to be wandering the halls.
Cautiously, I began to walk the familiar corridors, searching for my lifelong companion, Simon.
It pained me know
Peps Misfit Profile
Real name: Antoinette Jeanette Edwards
Date of birth: September 1st
Don't let her nickname fool you--it's an ironic twist to her moody demeanor. She's very easily put into a nasty mood and can't stand to be around people for a certain amount of time. But she's not completely all moans and no smile; she does have a bright side at times! Mostly she directs her foul temper at Chocobit (crazy and practical aren't a perfect mix in a group) and the pompous Rittenslipians of their Southern suburbia.
The Misfits are scarcely bothered by bullies because Peps is good at scaring them off just by giving them a menacing look. Her short temper and sharp tongue make it difficult for people to mess with them at school (or anywhere else, if needed). Despite her aggravation she has a caring mother-like quality for the younger Misfits.
FAMILY: Mr. Edwards is a renowned pageant judge. Mrs. Edwards is a greatly appreciated fashion model.
For the first five years of her life, she was forced by her p
A thousand years of Sonic 22A thousand years of Sonic 22
You choose who you want to be
They had a exhausting day but they finally made it back taking the train. They group rested better on the train than the plane that was exhausting. After the two hour train they got out, Rouge stretch a little as she got out, "Man is so exhausting taking a about 6 hour plane here and then a 2 hour train here. It's almost noon already" said Rouge, "Then we can't waist more time we have to head to the cave" said Shadow, "I agree with Shadow" said Knuckles agreeing with him. "Can't you two take a break I understand that this is serious but we need to at least relax for a moment" said Rouge. "We are not too far from the cave, it's near the place where we found Sonic" said Knuckles. "Then I'm taking the van" said Rouge as she pulled out a tiny cube and threw it aside making the van appeared, "Then lets get in" said Rouge as she got in the driver seat. They all got in the v
Reader x KnB: Holiday job Chapter 6
Author's note: Sorry for the late upload, but I'm part of an exchange programm and this week was my exchange student from Denmark at my place. That's why I haven't had time to write
f/n = first name
l/n = last name
h/c = hair color
e/c = eye color
f/c = favourite color
The next hall is place where I don't really want to go after what happened yesterday evening. Hall 5 is assigned to Shutoku.
My plan is to just go inside and when possible to avoid every embrassing moment with Midorima and Takao.
Carrying the towels and water I go ninja like in the hall. Carefully I sneek to the bench and place the things there. Then I want to go as quickly as I can and turn around.
But before I can make one step I have to abrupt stop my movements, because in front of me are now standing the two persons I don't want to see. Midorima and Takao just stand there with flushed faces and cross my arms over my chest. "Do you need anything?"
They snap out of their trance and look at my (_e/c_) eyes. Takao scr
Music better than PhilosophyHis arms slowly encircled my waist as we continued dancing to the band playing Fur Elise by Beethoven. I tentatively slid my hands behind his head, pulling us closer together and resting my head against his chest. Even in heels, he was still a good head taller than me.
As we continued to sway to the music, he quietly asked, "Why am I the only one who can see them?"
I pulled back enough to look into his eyes. And just as quietly as him, I answered, "Because you've seen me before...and because I want you to."
It seemed that this suited him, so I again rested my head against his chest. My breathe hitched a little. I had never revealed that to someone before; never needed to.
I could hear the smile in his voice as he said, "Must be the music..."
I smile, You don't know the half of it.
You don't know how much I've given up for you.
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