《A ragbag of stories, don't expect them to end.》When did I wrote that?
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“... and this was the day when the Sintarian forces surrendered and peace was brought back to earth. Now Ladies and Gentleman I want that you all prepare a two pages long brief summary about the three great wars and don’t even try to copy it from someone, if I see even a small system in it both the one who copied and the one who gave it away will get zero points. I hope I was clear enough today. Class is over, you are free to go.”
Shutting down the Virtual blackboard the teacher left without even looking a second time through the door and disappeared. Instantly the class got lively again and the pupils formed groups. In the back of the classroom two guys were sleeping and periodically changing their position.
It was a hilarious picture since except those two the whole class was sitting on the other side of the room and talking relatively quiet to not wake them up. Suddenly the door was flung open and two other guys entered. “Hey you bastards, stop rivaling snowwhite in the amount of sleep and move ya fat lazy ass to the roof.”
Hearing that the group begun to tremble, do they even know with whom they are provoking, aren’t those the new transfer students?, let’s hope they won’t mind us. This and many other things mainly about how stupid those guys were and prayers for them to survive the onslaught they are about to start.
Pissed by the fact that they were ignored they came closer to the place the other two were sleeping and started to kick the table. The reaction from the class was to flee and leave the room, while the two sleeping awoke from their short nap synchronous. One was still yawning while the other one had stretched himself before beginning to talk in clear german.
“Heute is Dienstag, du bist an der Reihe Alex.”
(“We have Tuesday, it’s your turn Alex”)
Hearing his neighbor saying that he just flipped him the bird before standing up and looking into the eyes of his challengers.
“So who are you.”
They were surprised that he still didn’t knew their name since they had been the transfer students who had beaten everyone who had even a bit of strength into submission.
“We are the Dalmian brothers and we’ve come here to challenge the last two bastards who call themself the school masters. So do you….”
He never finished his sentence since Alex became bored and started a surprise attack grabbing their throats and using their height to push their heads down and let them hit the ground to knock them out cold.
Standing up after his move he took the bag his friend was holding for him before leaving with him the classroom ignoring the big queue of people.
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When they were out of the school their faces finally brightened up and Alex begun laughing madly while his friend tried his best not to start to. “I need to say you are getting more aggressive lately Alex. If you don’t stop that you will get of the right way.”
After imitating even his partner bursted out in laughing and they stopped for a moment to get back to their senses.
“I need to say Sain, if he had said even one more thing I would have started laughing right there. I’m glad your dad called in the right moment.”
“Yes I saw how hard you tried to hold back, even though you had the whole time a big smile.”
A deep sigh could be heard from Alex after he calmed down. Taking out his small notebook he checked his entries before putting it away and looking at his step brother who was looking down the street with a high focus. Following his line of sight he just hit his forehead understanding where he was looking at.
Down the street was a group of girls wearing the same things while having different bodies. Some of them were fat others thin like matches and the third part were just ugly ass girls. What made Alex look there again was the unfitting part in there. It was a small girl crying on the ground while those witches were cutting down her clothes.
Suddenly Sain spoke up with a cold voice.
“Seems like they mistook this place for their turf. Hey Alex, how about bringing those shemales to senses.”
Looking at Alex with a wicked smile he waited for his answer. Alex on the other hand just let out a sigh again before stretching himself again and preparing for a dash.
“I’ll take the ugly ones you get the fat and thin ones, time to change the appearence from ugly to monstrous.”
Sain just laughed at this simple plan and accepted by dashing forward at the same time with Alex. It took them less than twelve seconds to reach the big group before meeting them with fists and high kick to their faces.
They were clearly outnumbered by those “Girls” who were by looking closely just guys wearing womens clothing and having a ton of cosmetics on them. Alex was delighted and confused at the same time. Delighted because he now could hit them without regret, confused because he didn’t understood why a group of mans could wear that crap on them.
After they were done not even the two vs. twelve had helped them. Sain and Alex were standing beside a small hill of knocked out and bleeding bodies. It was Sain who helped the little girl up and went with her to the mall followed by Alex to buy her new clothes since the old ones were dirty and cut.
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She was still afraid since she didn’t knew what they wanted to do with her so she just silently followed until they arrived at a clothing shop for Females of all ages. Here they called the owner and told him to get someone to clad her into new clothes and call the police. Later they gave him several banknotes and disappeared leaving her alone in the store.
“Another day, another good deed by Sain. As if I don’t see how you plant your future wishes of a Harem.”
Giving him a friendly hook Sain answered the same.
“The way you have been looking at her, I’ll need to fight you later for her sake.”
Talking like this the whole way to their home they stopped in front of a big mansion build in old victorian style making it stand out being surrounded by the modern looking houses. They waited there for five minutes before a big car stopped behind them and a woman in her mid twenties got out.
With a deep bow they greeted her before letting her pass and closely following her into the villa, where a man, about 60 years old, was waiting for them. Once he saw the two boys his face instantly darkened but after noticing the girl standing in front of them his face again changed and became a lot softer. Looking at the two boys he just showed them to disappear from his sight. Giving a small bow they were standing at the door when they saw a small nod from the woman they followed in.
With an impish grin they then left the room and entered their bedrooms to change and then left for their amusement room where several gamings systems were standing ready to be played on. There were also shelves filled with every book starting from normal science to biology and chemistry ending somewhere with Sci-Fi and Fantasy.
In this room all things were exactly put up for three people. Three controllers, three PCs, three armchairs. Sitting down in their respective chairs the two prepared started their Computers and searched for something what could fight their boredom.
Later in the evening when they were fully absorbed into their monitors the woman sat down into the chair in between of Alex and Sain and hitting them both at the same time. They both instinctively covered their head and went into a full defensive mode.
“What did I told you about fighting at school?”
Asking them with a stern voice both answered in unionsen.
“No fighting at school since it’s bad.”
“Is that all?”
“Fighting might get us expelled and this would bring shame to our name.”
“And?”
“Fighting should only be done in a ring or outside of civilization where no one can interfere.”
“Correct. Now get here you stupid brothers of mine, we haven’t met for the last two years.”
Hugging her two brothers the three places were once again filled with the so called three disasters. This title came from a occurrence four years ago when the two had stolen a big arsenal of weapons for both close and ranged combat to save their sister from a arranged marriage she didn’t wanted to do.
After they stormed the chapel they had held them all hostage before setting their plan on bringing her away. They never got far since their father had appeared and was furious. It was because they managed to make it to such a disaster they got nicknamed like this. The marriage was stopped and the other family wanted to try it a week later but this time the father declined and said that after this he will need to wait at least two years before deciding again.
After that they were always followed by at least two family guards to keep them from doing anything stupid like this again. two years later she was sent to a distant family relative where she was supposed to learn some things.
They were sitting in the room for 5 hours straight talking about the things which had happened over the past two years and what she had lived through. Then the door was opened and the old man came in.
“It was as clear as daylight that you’d be here Samantha. SAIN, ALEX stand up.”
Following the order the both stood up and were saluting before him. Taking his cane he gave them a weak hit on their heads before turning around and indicating to follow. Guiding them down into the dining room he sat down and waited till everyone was sitting.
“I heard you managed to anger a big family again. I managed to calm them down and keep them quiet, but this was the last time. From now on I won’t cover up for you.”
“But they started this…”
“Silence! Since you three are together again I have met precautions to keep you and me from harm. I’ll let you join a VR game which I’ll force you to play for at least six months. After that you’ll be free to do whatever you want. I just don’t want to relive the event four years ago.”
Looking them into the eyes the old man made sure they didn’t said anything against it. Sighing he closed his eyes before continuing.
“This game is one of the most advanced ones compared to the other ones.
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The Joy of Evolution
"Alright, so I have this idea, a completely original one by the way, never done before." I say. "Alright, lets hear it." You reply happily. "What if you got trapped in the body of a tentacle monster that looks like a virus in a world that is like a videogame, with skills and... whoops slip of the tendril there, what I meant to say is Mutations and Levels as you evolve your way up from being that lowly creature into a slightly better lowly creature, all the while, an evil devil person watches over you for entertainment purposes." I say making weird hand gestures across the table. "Oh and that main character used to be a human male and uses its past experience as one to survive in this new world as a little mass of flesh." I pull out a little ball with suction cup tendrils and show you. "So, what do you think?" " I dont know seems, a little sameish, I think Im gonna go." You say as you start to get up from your worn but still plush velvet chair. "Wait" I sigh, " I didnt want to do this but you leave me no choice, I promise you an extremely diverse harem..." The door closes as you leave. "They'll come back." I say hopeful. Cover: https://phil.cdc.gov/Details.aspx?pid=21073
8 232Re-Ordaining of the Chosen
Alea cheerfully hummed as she descended the steps, brimming in upbeat while her colleague, Quarren Leos, shot her a look of skepticism. “So… were you right about him?” he asked doubtfully. She came to a stop for a moment, her humming falling silent before she shook her head, waving her medium length light-blonde hair from side to side. “I was wrong about him.” Quarren raised an eyebrow in confusion at the convoluted response.“But you seem quite happy?” he asked again. “Because I am. But I was wrong about him. He was… so much more than I ever expected.” Alea looked at the sky overhead with a smile. “That boy… no, that man, is amazing. I firmly believe he will come to stand on top of any adversary he faces. He is destined. He is Chosen.” Quarren snorted as he stepped past, shaking his head. “Okay. Each to their own beliefs but you’re sounding like a nutjob. That skinny twig? Everyone calls him a cripple, you know,” he shook his head.“Rumours are always false, Leos,” Alea answered with a disapproving shake of her head. “You wouldn’t know. He is so, so much more.” “I saw him with my own two eyes. I didn’t see anything redeeming,” Quarren rebutted. “Well…” Alea chuckled. “You haven’t seen what I’ve seen.” In the year 917 of the Imperial Calendar, the Great War had just ended between dozens of nations. Farrien welcomed home millions of troops and warriors with the Archdukes of Aerianne and Kanaria leading them at the forefront. Since the founding of Farrien, the Aerianne and Kanarian Archduchies have been pillars upholding the Kingdom from enemies. It was common belief that they possessed special blood blessed by the Goddess Stecia, who gifted the lineage to the first King of Farrien when he first founded the country. All were ecstatic when the current generation of the two Archduchy's, after the war, agreed to let their children wed. The excitement was short-lived however when the Aerianne Princess proved to be a dragoness among men but the Kanarian Prince was worse than even mediocre. The Prince disappeared and the wedding was shortly forgotten as society lived on. Until one day the Young Heir of Kanaria returned to Farrien a changed man, bringing demise with him. Follow the story of the Chosen ordained by the Goddess of Time as he returns to the past to right his wrongs and set things back straight again! Many thanks to xSTAYc for the cover design and various co-creative elements in the conscription phase! :p
8 102Imagine Being a Rare
The world of mobile games is harsh on wallets and harsher on the characters. How do you stand out in an crowd of designs calculated to attract attention from whales? You want power and fame, powercreep alts and event appearances. Some high rarities succeed, others fail. But how do you stand out when your design is plain, your power low, and your rarity, well, Rare? You don't. In the moderately popular gacha game Commandment of Hero, some Rares have had enough. A new gameplay mode will give them a chance to rise above their rarity, they think. All they need are courage, kindness, and wisdom. They have none of those, but they do have stubbornness, selfishness, and shamelessness, which are at least as effective. If that sounds pathetic, just imagine being a Rare. Updates Monday and Friday.
8 220Lear County Outlook
Based on true events in my life. Think of these stories as H P Lovecraft meets Rob Zombie. Each story has pieces, confessions, from the rural decay of Appalachia wrapped in horror and madness. All are set in the fictional county of Lear, which is a dark mirror held up to surface, idealized countryside. Blood and familial ties bind deep in a hopeless and rotted south. Tales are whispered of Hill Witches and Demons. Shunned communities molder. All these truths are hidden in the stories of deceit and lies. The first arc revolves around theft and exploitation at one of the last factories of Lear County. Abuse of power draws all down the path of madness.
8 101SEA GREEN MEETS GOLD (N.M. & P.J.)
⋱ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴇᴀ ɢʀᴇᴇɴ ᴇʏᴇs ɪs ʜɪs ᴋɴɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴ sʜɪɴɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴍᴏʀ. 🌌 ⋰Percy used a washable marker to draw pink hearts on the hybrid's cheek, near his eye. "Really, love?" His eyes scanned over her features. Despite what she was doing to his face, he enjoyed the position. She was leaning in close to his face and her hand gently held his neck to keep him steady. "I thought you liked art," Percy grinned. Klaus kept his eyes on her lips. She bit her lip as she concentrated on her masterpiece. He responded to her words, "I don't typically like putting the art on my face, love." The demigod chuckled. "Well, get used to it." ☼☼☼ᴏʀ ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ, ᴘᴇʀsᴇᴘʜᴏɴᴇ ᴊᴀᴄᴋsᴏɴ ᴀsᴋs ᴋʟᴀᴜs ᴍɪᴋᴀᴇʟsᴏɴ ᴛᴏ sᴀʏ ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪs ᴀᴄᴄᴇɴᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ғᴀʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ. ✦sᴇᴇɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴅɪᴍᴘʟᴇs ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʜᴇʀ sᴍɪʟᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ sᴇᴇɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜᴡʜɪʟᴇ.✦• ~ • ~ • ~ • Klaus Mikaelson x Percy Jackson (fem) This story takes place in Mystic falls during seasons 2-4 of the Vampire Diaries This is my first story but I hope at least some people don't hate it :)) I'll give you a cookie if you read it.💙 ⋱Maybe Strawberries and Dinosaurs will be our Always. ⋰-[ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ ]Feb 3-July 12, 2021 @QueenShayOfFandoms
8 178Collection of Imagines (complete)
Imagines about various people. Mainly the C4 friend group.*= personal favouriteshighest rankings:#1: Bobby Mares#2: Oscar Guerra, Crawford Collins© midnightxxmoments All rights reserved
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