Let the CREATURES Rise (Father-Daughter fall out)(My friends and I enter, looking quite tried and happy. The friends with me are Sally, Melanie, Amanda, Thatch, Nikolai, Ashley, Once-ler and King Candy.*Let the CREATURES Rise (Father-Daughter fall out)2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Amanda: That was so much fun!
Melanie: I've never ridden on a hydra before.
King Candy: Theemed a little to dangerous for me. Mary dear, if it's alright with you, I think I'll thtick the the race track.
Nikolai: Hey maybe next time we all hang out we can have a race.
Once-ler: Let's head back to the Manor. There are mugs of tea with our names on them.
(Back at the Manor's kitchen, I place mugs of tea on the table for everyone.*
Ashley: Thank you Mary.
King Candy: Thank you, Mary.
MAJOR SONIC COMICS DISCUSSIONAfternoon everybody, you know yesterday and for the past few days I've talked about a lot of what I'm about to talk about here. But mostly through other forms of communication.MAJOR SONIC COMICS DISCUSSION1 month ago in Editorial More Like This
Now the first thing I want to talk about, is something that fans have been debating since the final panel of 231. You see fans have been debating and going back and forth on whether or not Sally was as some have put it "gutted". And what these fans mean by this, is in that final panel of 231, Eggman held a blowtorch up to her robotic face. Thus by seeing this, some fans have assumed and speculated and even taken it as evidence that Eggman had "gutted" her.
All's End (22)“I see. I too see why you thought I should be involved.”All's End (22)1 month ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tails breathed an immense sigh of relief. The past hour had been spent filling Miles in on all possible views of the situation, the other asking questions every now and then. It was a saving grace that their intelligence was the equal of each other, so he could be confident of his lexis.
“So, will you help?”
“You put me in a difficult spot. I'm unwilling to go just on what you’ve told me; first-hand evidence is preferable, but if I don’t act soon, there’s a chance I’ll be too late. You make me choose between not acting yet and possib
Old Friends: Memories(At the beginning of this episode, the girls get informed that they must attend the local Thornrough School in order to get their compulsory education. They agree, and shortly afterwards they go to the school for their first day.)Old Friends: Memories3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Five looked around at the other children helplessly. There were three clear cliques in the classroom: one was a group of girls who were getting overly excited about something or other; one a group of muscular boys, who were very obviously eyeing up the girl group; and another group which consisted of four boys. One of them was dark-skinned with curly brown hair. He was busy chatting and laughing along with boy who had a quite broad chest and slicked back golden hair. Next to them was a very serious pale-skinned lad with spiky black hair, and a floppy-haired boy with stunning golden eyes. They were busy looking over a notebook, but the golden-eyed boy was clearly getting confused.
"Hey, I've got an idea!" Katherine piped up. "Why don't we go and socia
Split Worlds - Corridor PlanCorridor PlanSplit Worlds - Corridor Plan12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
(A Split Worlds flash fiction)
After passing through so much gates, lasers, and traps, Sally, the black and tan mixed breed Caninian, and Tamama, a navy blue juvenile alien frog – Known as a Keronian from the planet Keron – tadpole, finally made it to the rusty corridor, owned by an enemy general Gordon Setter named Eris. This hall is filled with guards, known as the Dark Knights, hired by Eris. There are probably ten or more, keeping watch on every side of the place.
“Okiedokieartichokie,” Sally said behind the corner, “There’s a line of Dark Knights.”
The Triangle, Chapter 1 The sun was rising over Mobius, clearing the sky from it's dark starry blanket. Flickies were arising from their homes and filling the air with song. Mobians were beginning to awaken from their slumbers and enter the outside world. One of these said Mobians was a blue anthropomorphic hedgehog with emerald green eyes who went by the name of Sonic the Hedgehog. He was walking through Mobotropolis, smiling to everyone who gave him one. The warm morning sun was out of hiding and brightening up the entire city. Everyone seemed happy for no reason whatsoever.The Triangle, Chapter 11 month ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sonic was heading towards the Castle of Acorn to visit his good friend
Katlyn's Past part 18AGE 20Katlyn's Past part 1811 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I was walking around when I heard a small crying. I went to the direction of the crying. There was a little girl. She was wearing a pink night gown the name Sally on it. Another thing was she was bleeding. I walked up to her and knelt down so I was eye level with her.
"Why are you crying a...Sally is it." She looked at me nodding her head yes. I said this as I wipe the tear off her face.
"M..my un..uncle ki..killed m..me." She cried more I had her on my shoulder now. I told her it was okay now he can't do anything to her anymore. I would also say shushing sounds to. I have a soft spot for kids. I don't know why but I do.
"Hey how about go see some friends of mine. We'll take care of you." She nodded. I picked her up placing her on my hip. As we walked she told me about her family, friends, and what her uncle looks like. I know he is heard about him in the news he is in prison. Perfect I think dieing in prison good way to di
People who don't want to join us.Here is a list to people who do not wish to join our group. We would have a better chance recruiting others and it would be a better use of our time.People who don't want to join us.1 week ago in Editorial More Like This
The Triangle, Chapter 2 After hours of aimlessly sauntering round a bunch of different stores, Sonic couldn't find anything to give to Sally. He was beginning to give up. He thought he knew her, but he couldn't even think of a simple gift to give her. Even with Amy's help.The Triangle, Chapter 22 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm sure there's something you can do," Amy said to him whilst holding onto his shoulder. "Besides, I don't think Sally can stay mad at you, anyway."
"I know," Sonic said, sulking, "but I still feel like a jerk for ditching her."
"I'm sure she doesn't think you're a jerk. Maybe she'll have forgotten all about it by tomorrow."
"Maybe. But still..."
Unknown Killer Chapter TwoThe ambulance met Jeff as soon as he stepped through the portal. The doctors loaded Slenderman onto a cot, waved goodbye and left. Jeff watched as the ambulance left. He headed to his home, a two story beautiful house. He opened the door and stepped in.Unknown Killer Chapter Two1 month ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Jeff was immediately greeted by his pet Smile Dog. He let Smile lick his fingers as he walked into the living room, not bothering to take off his shoes. He saw his brothers Eyeless Jack Ben playing video games, while his sister Sally played dolls on the floor. She looked up at Jeff.
"Where's dad?" she asked. Jeff bent down next to her.
"I'll tell you at dinner."
A few hours later, Jeff, J
Billy Redeyes [ my new Creepypasta oc ]Name: Billy RedeyesBilly Redeyes [ my new Creepypasta oc ]2 weeks ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Personality: easily annoyed,Naive,insane
Hair color: Brownish-black
skin Color: gray
Eye color: Fully red [no pupils,but eyes glows red at night]
Attire: no mouth nor ears [but he can still hear] ,navy blue hoodie,pair of black jeans,convers, and a anklet around his ankle
weight and height : very skinny and tall, but not as tall as slenderman
Hobbies : Killing animals
power: to be able to run fast
weapon of choice: his bare hands
Attacks: rippining open animals, cant realy dodge,but runs just to reiterate, killing, Deadly glowing red eyes can hypnotize and paralyze anything he wants
SallyEver night a whisper to rouse me,Sally2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
Next I am awake, shivering, I sit up,
Dimly lit, I gaze around bleakly,
I can feel a change,
There is no demon outside my window,
No monster beneath my bed,
No bogeyman in my closet,
No, the only daemon in this room is me,
I stand and press my palm flat against the door,
My cheek follows,
I feel a change,
I feel her hand against mine through the door,
Reaching down, I unlock it and pull it to me,
The hallway is empty, she is gone,
My porcelain goddess,
Sonic Diaries, Day 2September 9th, 2012, TuesdaySonic Diaries, Day 23 weeks ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I found out everyone's names today.
The cute hedgehog's name was Sonic, the seedrian's name was Cosmo, the purple cat's name was Blaze, the mean girl's
name was Amy Rose, the white bat's name was Rouge, and the purple mongoose's name was Mina.
Blaze, Sonic and Cosmo walked with me in the hallways so I wasn't lonely.
I also met Blaze's crush, Silver, and Cosmo's crush, Tails. They were cute, but not as cute as Sonic.
I found out Amy and her friends also had crushes on Sonic.
"Oh Sonic, you're mine!'"
Here's what I hear In the hallways all day.
"Love you, Amy!"
"You're so cool, Amy!!"
"Is that a new dress
CheapCheapCheap1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Oh, ugh!” Jenny spat the toothpaste into the sink and ran the back of her hand over her mouth. Her tongue was burning with the fire of a thousand cinnamon-flavored Altoids.
“Damn cheap toothpaste,” the woman muttered as she gave her teeth a cursory run over with the brush. She spat out more of the gritty paste, rinsed her mouth and shoved the toothbrush back into the paws of a playful, grossly disproportionate ceramic kitten.
The bathroom door squeaked as she closed it and slunk into the dark bedroom. The third-floor flat faced east and was the first to grow light in the morning and the last to go dark at nig
Oil OilOil1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
The paint was a thick oil, splattered across the canvas as though someone had crushed tubes of yellow and gray beneath their heel. Furious strokes from a half-broken brush had left their imprint, creating the visage of a man with a long, thin nose and crooked teeth. His eyes were a dark brown, set deep within hooded lids, protected by a pair of thick, bushy brows. The face was heavily lined, sunken along the mouth and jowls, giving the impression of disapproval and disdain. There was no warmth to the picture, simply paint. Simply lines.
It was not his best work.
He really hadn't wanted to do it in the first place, hadn’t wanted
The White Sea and the Cat The White Sea and the CatThe White Sea and the Cat1 week ago in Short Stories More Like This
I groaned and rolled over, throwing an arm over my eyes. It was too early to be awake, I told myself. A hand shoved against my hip yet again, followed by a plaintive, “Daddy?”
“Daddy’s tired, sweetie,” I muttered into the crook of my elbow, opening one heavy eyelid to look at the cheap alarm clock I had been using since college. The red display was winking at me, 12:00, blank, 12:00, blank, 12:00…Damn. The power had gone out during the night.
“Daddy, please? It’s important.” The hand was back, shoving even harder before giving up. There
SHADOW - Part ISHADOWSHADOW - Part I2 weeks ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There is a little boy, about eight years old; he has short-brownish hair and a space-ship T-Shirt and brown trousers. He`s walking holding hands with a man, a giant man, at least from the boy`s point of view. The man is tall, he has his black hair conned sideways and wearing a suit, he`s about thirty-six years old. They are walking through the city and the man stops to buy the kid some ice cream, since it was a special day and it was nice and sunny.
During that day they would talk about many things but they would talk especially more about music and movies. The boy would light up whenever he would talk about these things. So they we
Porcelain Daggers - Possible prologue?Do you ever wonder, whether our dreams are in fact just a different reality? Or whether the power of the mind could create realities as diverse as ours? As a writer this is something I question every day. Do I truly control the worlds that I create, or do they become so detailed that they control themselves in the end? There’s no way to prove that our dreams aren’t reality and thusly; could our nightmares also be a reality of their own? Are you awake?Porcelain Daggers - Possible prologue?1 week ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lisa woke up to the usual dark grey film over her eyes that came whenever she awoke from one of her nightmares. The room looked cold… misty even. Bunching her hands into fist