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TDW: Primary Village part 2I had never seen a true digivolution before, and it was spectacular. I had seen digimon switch from in-training to rookie and back, but this was different. This was not switching to a form already possessed. This was the creation of a new form entirely, the unlocking of the next stage in a digimon's power, an awe inspiring event to be certain. I caught my breath as the DarkTyrannomon loosened its grip, losing attention for me before the new sight presented to it.
I saw the data warping around my partner as it did the equivalent of reshaping this reality; forcing the program to accept the new code it was supplying it to eliminate its old form and replace it with another without negative consequences. He was glowing with some unknown energy, some unknown source of power that digimon carry inside them. I saw his mandibles move, his voice ring out. "Ankhmon digivolve to..." And then the code was accepted and the evolution kicked it.
His true form was hidden by the light emanating from him,
TDW: Primary Village part 1I watched the flames dancing, consuming; heard the DarkTyrannomon bellowing as they fought; sometimes even caught a glimpse of partners battling it out against the viral invaders. They were doing their darndest to repel the monsters from the once peaceful land. I could see, hear, and feel it. But then there was me, standing at the edge of the village, unable to do anything but wait and guard the meager stash of eggs we had managed to liberate. It itched and stung. I wasn't even allowed to infiltrate and try to sneak out a few eggs to add the our side. They had told me it was too risky without the presence of an allied digimon to protect me. The very idea caused me to cough out a derisive laugh; as if a runner like me would be caught by those lumbering brutes.
I turned back to examine my bounty. There were perhaps two dozens eggs in our possession out of the no doubt hundreds within the village. We had stolen them away from the more dangerous areas of fighting so as to keep them from ge
Ari, an updateCharacter name: Aricin Damini
Appearance: Ari is about 6'/6'1" and exceptionally thin, even for his height, but built like a sprinter, massive leg muscles and shoulders with less developed arms and pecs. He is light skinned, but not completely pale, with long black hair that shifts to a shining silver as it grows longer. He wears an eye-patch over his left eye and his remaining one is golden and catlike. He prefers loose, baggy clothing and pants with interesting patterns. Both his hair and clothes float a little from static electricity when he becomes agitated. He carries his sword with him at all times, sleeping within arm's reach of it.
History: Most of Ari's history can be found here http://iftheyaskiwasnthere.deviantart.com/gallery/?offset=24#/d2wr67l After reaching H.A. and being rejected he spent a good deal of time either traveling the world or lodging in The Lounge. He mellowed out, less spastic, and gained many friends and memories. Then work
TDW: Cupimon thingymabbober Audric stared up at the sky through the shifting leaves, blue on green on brown on white. It kept his interest, but it didn't dull the ache. He looked down at the lay of the garden around him. He had grown used to the view of the garden, with how often he visited, but this specific angle was even more familiar. How often he had visited the tree, laid under its shade and played his harp, or just sat in the cool breeze and felt his heart throb. This was the spot, the place he had spoke out, his silly little light had broken him and mended him anew by saying yes. He snorted to himself wryly, it had taken her long enough. But that thought sent his mind whirling back through the time they had spent together, eventually resting on the immediate past, brushing on the present, the time they hadn't. He had not seen her for more than a few passing minutes over the last few months, and they were not enough to dull the pain, merely exasperating the wound. He shook his
What Makes Your OC Tick MemeWHAT MAKES YOUR OC TICK MEME
This here little written meme-journal entry-thing is not going to ask you what your character looks like. It is not going to ask what your character's favorite color is. It's not even going to ask what your character would do if cupcakes fell from the sky. This, my friends, is going to put you to the test--just how developed is your character. Does his/hers/its psychological build make sense and fit together? If your character isn't that developed, then I hope this helps.
a) Use as many characters as you please.
b) If you're a big freak about staying in character, I'd recommend that YOU answer. Not your character/s because, let's face it, not all characters would spill their beans.
c) You don't have to tag anyone, but it's highly expected.
d) Don't worry too much about grammar--this is development. Not an English test.
Section 1: The Basics
1a. What is your character's full name?
1b. Was it their parents that named them tha
A morning to rememberThe rain was cool as death's touch and soft as velvet. The atmosphere held a tepid tone, ringing in silence through the dark August morning. A foot of light mist lingered on the ground, feebly trying to cling to anything that disturbed its tranquility before giving up the cause and slinking back into slumber. If there were any travelers of these wee hours of the dawn, I did not detect them.
But despite the still, silent, lonely quality of the slumberous morning, despite the sheer vacancy, I felt a great energy, surging and cracking, sparking and dancing, hidden beneath the veil of a dim, August morning. I had no reason to sense such a disturbance as far as I knew. Not a tree, nor a bush, nor a single blade of grass stirred in even a lingering breeze, not a single creature was in sight, not a single sound apart from the soft crunch of my feet upon the gravel park path pierced the great vastness of silence encassing me.
Yet still I felt it, a powerful energy flowing towards, over, under,
The Easter Surprise!
It was Easter for a young teen named Josh who was in the middle of his families annual "Easter Egg Hunt Extravaganza". He was bored naturally walking around the small forest near his home sighing looking for eggs which he loathed. Josh was an average teen, He had long pointy brown hair, fairly tall and pretty much thin as a boy his size and age could get. Josh stroked some of his hair from his face listening around to his other younger relatives happily hopping around looking for eggs.
"Pft, this is so boring. Darn it, I'm not a little kid anymore!" He protested. "Tch, told my parents not to let me freaking do this again! Ugh, I'll just wait around and take some eggs from a cousin and offer them candy later." He smirked with that idea in mind.
Josh continued further in the woods away from his cousins to find a little spot where he could hide or well wait it out.
"Heh, this plan is going to work out perfectly!" Josh said smiling coming to a small clearing in the forest being the perfect
How are you feeling? Chapter 1
I got up again and fixed my skirt, once again, I’m still not used to this thing, even worse because I was wearing a pretty long one.
I started fidgeting with my ill-fitting new school blouse and tapping the floor with my brown Mary-Janes with black knee-high socks, but with tapping it was more of a “trying to even reach the floor with the tip of my fingers” kind of thing.
It was not a nervous tic in a “bad” way, rather the opposite. After all, I shouldn’t let myself get too stressed otherwise it would be bad to transform in public like this.
“Hi!” A sudden voice made me jump on the seat. A pale, soft hand touched my shoulder.
I really didn’t want to find her here, not already at least.
“Are you new to the school? My name is Mariana, what’s yours?” Of course I know your name, you never learned mine though. I gulped Here goes nothing.
“M-mine n-name is Asuka” I said with a sweet, melodic voice.
Truth or DetachThis is the story of what teenage girls with magical powers do when they're bored:
Blake got home from school exhausted. Her long, blond hair was soaked in sweat, as was her blue tank top. Her legs were sweating horribly inside her jeans and her feet were blistered inside her Vans.
She walked home because she was too tired to teleport herself. Teleporting takes lots of effort, and is even more tiring than walking. For teleporting seems like it takes years when it's really only a couple of seconds. Teleporting involves an infinite improbability drive, except the teleporting individual thinks of the destination first, but when one teleports, every known possible location in the Universe is visited in a time frame of 10 to the power of 2,466,457,320,451,678,002,118th of a second spent in each location. But enough of that. Blake wasn't concerned about the rest of the Universe. She was only concerned about sleep. She dropped her bag and slowly made her way to her bedroom. She sat on h
Bucky x ShyReader (part two)A month after that little incident and you had met up with the guy five times already. And it didn't matter what you did, you felt at ease when you were with him. You couldn't explain it you didn't even feel at ease like that with your own family for Pete’s sake! You decided to ask if you could hang out more than once a week. It was having a good influence on you. You had started to worry less about going out in public. You got better at your editing job finding you could talk through things easier without worrying about offending anyone. Above all you really liked being around him. So this time it was you who called him.
“Hello? (y/n)” he said through the phone.
“Hey Bucky! I was just wondering if you were free again this week. And if you wanted to go for a walk in the park or something?”
“It would be my pleasure. How does Saturday sound?”
“Sounds great. Do you want me to meet you there or?”
“You know what You should meet me
Russia x reader (fallen in)Russia x reader (fallen in)
before you read please go down to the link down below and read the first part of this before reading this one a thank you
You yelled as you went down watching as the door disappeared from your sight as you flew through the clouds short hair whipping around and the wind whistling in your ears like a high pinched song.
You felt your eyes swell up with tears....
This isn't..how you wanted to go out being a crushed bloody being on the road or the side walk..or where ever you landed.
And the fact that it could hurt didn't help you at all and the feeling of falling your muscles clenching tightly hoping to protect you from the impact.
You started too shiver as the air around you started to get colder..and colder, great another thing to add onto all this being cold as you would die.
Then everything went black.
When you awoke everything was cold your hands leg feet arms ears and so forth, sitting up you took in your surrounding....
Snow some ic
Bucky x ShyReader (part three)“Good. Now we need to move fast to get back to my apartment so we can get to your car. That is our best chance of getting out of here.” You were a bit concerned about his plan but you knew better than to argue. How on earth were you going to get to your car with a spy on your tail? Who even was this guy anyway? All these questions and more ran through your head as you walked towards his apartment.
“I’m going to put my arm round you.” He says just before you feel his arm slip round your waist. You shudder at the sudden contact but don’t pull away. Well he did say to do exactly as he says. So you slip your arm around his waist. He guides you effortlessly towards his apartment.
“I need you to give your car keys to me. I need to get you out of here before they start attacking us.” You slip your hand into your bag and pull out your keys and slip them into his hand. That’s when a shot is fired behind you.
“Run!” He grabs your
Blue Exorcist FF: Two Breath's Walking - Chapter 5
For the rest of the day, Rin had been asking you so many questions about your life. You told him as much as you could remember, and that seemed to fascinate him.
Due to complications at the school, Mephisto didn't allow you to enter until the following week. You let out a sigh of slight relief, but then you looked over at Rin, who had looked like he just witnessed a murder. He had been waiting so patiently for you to go to school with him, only to wait even longer.
For that extra week, you were left at home while everyone else went to work and school. It was finally Friday. You decided to clean up the house a bit before Rin came home, so you tidied up the place before he walked in.
You were right in the middle of cleaning his room when he came home 2 hours early. You heard the door open so you walked to the room where the front door was, seeing Rin taking off his shoes.
"I'm home", he said loud enough for anyone to hear.
You smiled as he walked in.
"Welcome home, Rin", you greete
Elennya - still under construction
About the World
Explanation Of Commonly Used Terms
Elennyas InhabitantsThe Tales
The 'Tales Of Elennya' are telling the stories of many lifes, of destinies tied to one another.
Happiness and Tragedy, Love and War - everything comes together.
Elennyas environment and climate resembles our earth's. The Flora and Fauna consists of a lot of our living organisms as well. In general, Elennya is practically an alternate Earth, but with huge geographical differences. *world map coming soon*
The most important difference has to be another, though - humans are by far not the only intelligent species... and by no means the dominating one.
*Just a quick overview for now*
Anima and Elder races go by dragon law, executed by the Sentinel Dragons. Some of the Immortal races have in
Vanilla and the Serperior (Vore)Vanilla and the Serperior (Vore)
NOTES: While it has been a shitty time for me at the moment, I decided to write something to give myself a clear head. Again, I’m having myself a break from work as if I wanted to quit. But I realized my crew is very dependable on me and they want me to stay. They do care about me. Anyways, enough of my rants over life, this is officially the first time I’m writing something for the Serperior community. I haven’t done it before, but will do my best. If you randomly clicked here, please look at the title very carefully that this contains vore. If this bothers you and you attempted a negative comment, you will be blocked without warning. Thank you and I hope you enjoy. By the way, Happy Easter.
We begin the story at nightfall. It is 10 PM and it is dark outside, and the moon is full like gold. We hear the wind howling across the scene, the grass is rustling, and crickets chirping loudly. The weather condition may be windy, but it&
In the beginningIn the beginning of all existence, there was but one world in one universe in one reality. It was a world or perfect order and balance, a world that knew not chaos or disharmony. Above and below and all around was naught but grey, an universe where nothing moved save for one thing, a keeper if you may, omnipotent, and in as perfect balance as the world of which it strode. Where its right foot fell, life sprang forth from the grey and empty void, and when its left foot came down, what had been created exactly seven steps before was unwound from existence, utterly destroyed. And so the universe maintained its perfect balance this way for millenia untold, but the keeper grew restless, longing for creation more permanent that the constructs of its aimless wanderings, death and destruction more vibrant than the inevitable fall of it's other foot, for another will beyond its hold.
And so the keeper spoke to Existence, all of creation and destruction, the wellspring of the universe and all th
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