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A Glitch In The System~ (part 1)Heyyo~ so this is Literary art for you.
I saw a conversation between vanellopeandjackfan and jackfrost317 it spoke to me.... and inspired me to do
so here ya have it, enjoy.
(Btw, I loved BOTH these movies... Two of the best animation films I've seen in 2012)
Its funny how love can exist in two completely different lands. You could have love between someone in America, and someone in Canada; or even someone in China and someone in Europe. This love is more focused between two worlds in particular. The Gaming world, and the land of Watchers (or "Guardians" as most humans would call it.) I, am but a lowly watcher. Unknown to the world other than a creature of the night.But I see all, thus I can tell this story knowing every word I speak is truth. Whether you choose to believe me or not, is your choice. If you trust me enough to keep reading, I assume I should start the story.
Chap 2 Worthless people blame their karma.
Chap 2: "Worthless people blame their karma." Burmese Proverb
The next day, with his parents dead, Sam got dressed and made breakfast for himself. Hoping yesterday was just a hazy dream, he went to check on his parents. What he did wasn't a dream. As much as he didnt want to believe... it was true... Sam had killed his family... Not in any exact fashion, but in order of date of birth months. The significance to that.. that made his brothers gf first on his list...
Sam hobbled down stairs too the front door after he heard his door bell ring. "Sam Partin, get your butt out the door, your gona be late." called the familiar, yet very annoying voice. "Olivia.." He said with a little bit of malice in his voice. He opened the door, his eyes stricken with a mix of fear and anger. Olivia quickly noticed and backed away. "Sam, whats your problem?" Sam glared passed Olivia. "Its nothing," He replied slinging his bookbag onto his back. "Just some family matters.." Olivia sat on the steps, skeptica
Not me - Prologue
Sam had a look of horror on his face as he stumbled away from the scene before him. He knew he couldn't stop. Sam walked quickly to the front door and pulled at the brass handle, desperately trying to get away as fast as possible. He stopped for a second just as he got through the door. Sam's hands were shaking, violently. There was only one thing for it. He knew he had to hide the evidence. The evidence of his undeniable deed. One that will live on. Forever.
Sam quickly picked himself up and ran to the bathroom as he tried to rub the blood off of his hands. His eyes were red and his face and white shirt crimson with the blood of the ones he loved. Sam was only a 13 yr old boy; Who knew such deadly tension could build up in a child of that age. When he finally got the courage to look in the mirror, he stopped right in his tracks. All he saw was a version of himself that he only dreamed about, that he never knew existed.
He saw himself smiling. He saw...
12-28-11 Dream 1Hello, tis I Chrissy, and this is NOT a story, but more of a means of sharing my dreams with others.. if you read, be warned, my dreams contain alot more than what the average human may be able too concieve..... and if you are not able too handle it, do NOT read this and stop when you feel the need too, this first story is ok though... so, enjoy at your own discretion....
"Barrett is it, what a humble and cute name" Chrissy smiled as she plopped a spoonfull of icecream into her mouth. "Why thank you, and I honestly think Chrislyn is prettier than Chrissy." he said looking Chrissy straight in the eye. Chrissy had grown great disdain toward her name ovr the years, after repeatedely being tormented about it over and over. "I dont like it. At all." Barrett gave Chrissy the sort of sympathetic look that you would give a lost puppy. "And why do you hate your name..? Its whimsical, beautifull, and very loving a
...She swallowed pain slowly not knowing whats comming.
The transformation was starting.
She dropped too the ground, a harkening pain in her stomach.
Her claws started growing.
She gave her team one last look.
Her eyes turned a black shade of blue.
She lifted off the ground ever so slowly.
Her wings were growing.
Her soul turned as black as night.
Her fangs started too grow.
She had a sudden blood lust like no other.
Her lust took over her brain.
Her clothing transformed with her.
Her black shade of grey and blood red.
She hugged her holy gun close too her body.
There was only a tiny piece of herself left.
The transformation was almost complete.
She was almost the very thing she hunted.
Chapter 4: Part 1: KaikoriThe bell rung for our class to go to next period Two more periods left and Schiool will end which means . "Kaikori!! Move your giant butt out my seat!!" I looked up in disgust of the voice I was hearing. "Hi Mesowo." "What the hell do you think your still doing still sitting in my seat!?" Her voice was high pitched like a pissed off canary. "Will you leave me alone, Im getting out.. I have a track and field meeting anyway. I am leaving now to go make something of my life.. SO if you don't excuse me," I flipped my hair."I'll be leaving." In walked off as Mesowo and her naisily crew of followers started freaking out because there was frog guts all over there seats. There screams were music to my ears. I put on my sweater and put the earbuds on my sweater in my ears. I started to listen to Alice Human Sacrafice, by the Japanese group Vocaloid. Then, as I was walking, I ran into to this random guy."Watch it!!" I said before I could get a good look at him. "Sorry Ms., I shall be
The Law Of TrainingCynthia yawned as she rolled over in her bed. It was the day after she'd found The Circle and joined them. The morning after, really, but she didn't wish to get out of bed. She wanted to lay here, waiting for something to happen. For that entire night to be a dream, even though she thought she'd have no real problem with it, and even though she liked the idea the previous night. The more she had thought about it, though, the more it had seemed.... questionable to her. A group of mythical beings protecting an entire world of mythical beings from harm? It sounded like the plot of a bad Sci-fi show! More so, it was odd that she, a seemingly incredibly rare creature, happened to just fall into their lap. And she wasn't one to belive in the whole 'life is predetermined' or 'destiny is absolute' thing. At least not after she watched Naruto.
She continued laying there, eyes shut even though she'd been awake for a good few minutes. She could hear shouting coming from a fair distance down the h
2014, Year of Swaps: August as an AndroidFor the month of August, I was in the body of Android 18. I honestly didn’t know how I would be able to handle it. For the first few days, I trained to keep my new strength in check so that I wouldn't break everything I touched. I almost couldn’t handle 18 as a teacher, mostly because she kept giving me sarcastic remarks instead of straightforward advice. Thankfully, I was able to get my new strength in check.
As celebration, I decided to take everyone down to Texas for a week of rest and relaxation. The first thing I did was buy an outfit that fit the Wild West themed town we were staying at. I had on a plaid shirt that was tied above my stomach and had the top few buttons exposed so that my new chest wasn’t constricted. Skinny jeans, cowboy boots and a straw cowboy hat completed my ensemble.
18 worked off of me to were an outfit that was like a male version of my outfit (except with the shirt covering all of my body’s torso), while Robin, Tearju, Juvia and Hin
2014, Year of Swaps: July as a Keyblade MasterThe month of July finds me in the body of the Keyblade Master Aqua. I was excited at first, but then I found out I could not use the Keyblade. It sucks, but at least I can still use magic due to my being in Raven’s body in January. I barely see Aqua, though, since she has duties she needs to carry out, even in my body.
Anyway, to celebrate Independence Day, I decided to treat myself to a little vacation. I wanted to visit the Destiny Islands to see if they were as peaceful as the Kingdom Hearts games made them out to be…before the Heartless showed up, that is.
I was walking along the beach, completely refreshed from a good night’s sleep. I was just looking forward to enjoying a scenic walk around the Islands; maybe try out some of the local food. I’ll try to keep Aqua’s figure, but sometimes I can get carried away.
The only thing that broke my relaxation was someone saying, “Why did you drag me here? I have a lot of work to do.”
I looked over a
Protection (Jack Frost x Reader x Creepypasta)Ch.2~Your POV~
(Y/n) woke up while she heard the television playing down stairs, she up from the bed changed to her normal clothes (means 'any clothes you want') and went down stairs to see her father making breakfast and watch the news seeing people and the children being missing or got murdered the pictures keep popping up to show who's missing or got murdered "Morning (Y/n)." greeted from her father with a grin as he finished his cooking and sitting down on his chair "Morning dad." (Y/n) greeted back as she went to the table and sat on the chair, then (sis/name) came in the dining room and sat on her chair with her ragdoll she's holding onto. Their father checks the clock on the wall and finished his breakfast and got up "I'm going to work girls. So (Y/n) your going to take care of (sis/name), okay" he said letting (Y/n) know what do. (Y/n) nodded "Alright dad." she replied, nod his head and before he going out the door he said 'he's going to be home late.' and went of to work
Another gift to a friend :)The Avatar’s secret
Long ago, before there was the war, Avatar Roku roamed and kept the peace of all the land. His legacy was already astounding. There were few who dared to challenge him, nor anyone who would deny the incredible things he had done. However, there was one thing no one knew. One that would alter the course of destiny…
It all started when his dragon got injured. He set off looking for someone to help, and a kind old magician helped him out. Roku did not like magic, because magic was directly connected to the spirit world. If anyone used magic instead of bending, Roku knew it. That was because Roku was the avatar, and the avatar knew everything about spiritual balance.
Roku’s dark hair flowed and got all over his face as the magician revealed he was an air bender. Why was it that every time he met an air bender he got air shoved in his face? Resisting the urge to sigh, the young man listened to instructions the magician told him and then pro
Rising Tempest Part 1Manhattan’s news reporters never failed to disappoint when it came Meta-human incidents.
Thomas’s encounter the other day had, undoubtedly, been documented as yet another reason why super powered beings are destroying the city. It’s all something he was used to hearing.
That doesn’t mean that he wasn’t sick of it.
Weeks have passed since that day. After recently finding the ‘on’ switch to his abilities, the teenager had gotten the equal footing ground he needed to enter the fray. But first he needed to look the part.
Thomas was now rooting through his closet, searching for anything that could count as a costume. How the hell did Peter Parker manage to make a perfectly designed suit anyway? Unfortunately, his closet didn’t seem to comply with the outfit he had in mind…then again, he didn’t know exactly what he had in mind. This definitely called for someone with more ‘artistic’ capabilities.
“Say what n
Weirdies ch17“Okay, so... who wants to come with me to get some colored pencils?” Jess asked.
“Not me,” Dimentio said, warping away.
Mikey shrugged. “I'll go, but... you do realize Crayolas are for kids, right?”
“Oh, come on,” Jess said. “Crayola makes high-quality colored pencils so that kids can get a true artist's experience and so the cheapy artist can afford it.”
“I'll go!” Maddie said. “I love that area.”
“Wait,” Jess said suddenly. “I just felt a strange urge to go back to the CDs... something... it's calling me!” With that, she ran back to the electronics section.
“I feel the same way when nature calls,” Mikey said. The lack of reaction from anyone was really weird.
Back at the electronics, Jess looked through the CDs as quickly as she could. “I know I felt it somewhere...” she muttered, flipping through the CDs. “No... over here...?&
High School Adventure- Sketch #1 (COMPLETE)I ran to Simon and tapped his shoulder.
"Meet our new best friend, Guritchi. He's new in my class," I patted the short boy's shoulder. He was standing next to me.
"Where?" Simon asked. He was so tall he probably didn't see him.
"I'm down here," Guritchi said.
"Oh...sorry. I'm just really tall," Simon fixed his glasses.
"It's fine! I'm just really short. And twelve," Guritchi sighed, "I skipped two grades."
"Oh, cool. You must be really smart," Simon said.
All of us just stood there for a second.
"Simon! Have you met this boy in your class named Creature? He's in gym with you too," I told him before the bell rang. All three of us started walking down the hall.
"I saw him, but I didn't talk to him, why?" He looked at me.
"You'd like him once you get to know him. He's from Finland and seems really nice," I informed him.
He nodded and we walked to our next classes. I was hoping Simon would take my advice and talk to Creature. I was pretty sure he was also gay. And Simon needed a nice boyfr
Mother Russia, chp 1Chapter 1: Meet the Spartans
It was a beautiful day in Mother Russia, home of the craziest and most random things in the world. Ok, that's my oppinion, but whatever. Our funny, crazy, badass and amazing adventure starts in a house that it seems normal, but trust me: whoever lives in it isn't. Without any more introductions, let's begin our story...
In a bedroom on the second floor of the house a beautiful white wolf girl was sitting in front of a vanity table. She was admiring her pitch black hair as she arranged it. From downstairs she could already hear the voices and occasional shouts of her housemates.
"They might be annoying, but the rent in Russia is huge! It's better like this..." the girl tought, then she smiled to herself and decided to finally go downstairs.
In the kitchen, at the ground floor, were only 2 individuals: a brown racoon little girl with brown hair and a cream fox girl with white hair. The fox was wa
Chap 1 What is done cannot be undone.. LM
~Chap 1: "What is done cannot be undone." -Lady Macbeth
Sam knew very well that the person smiling in the mirror couldn't be and wasn't him. He turned away from the mirror in hopes that the horrid image of whats built up inside of him has faded and only become a figment of his imagination. "So much for wishfull thinking Sam..." With a horrified look on his face, Sam turned around and looked at the image in the mirror. "Boo." Sam yelled and backed away slowly as his eyes widened. Just then, the gruesome image in the mirror reached out to sam. Sam was scared. Same bloodied white shirt and jeans, same hoodie, same blood lust filled eyes.
The image in the mirror grabbed onto Sam's hoodie, making him vomit a little into the sink. He looked up at his mirror image. Then, with every ounce of fear appearing in his voice asked very silently, "Who are y-you...?" The gruesome and bloodied image replied very quantily, "Nothing but the image of what you have now become. You are
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