Character profile: Kara"The sun rises in the east and sets in the west. Gravity pulls all objects downwards, but there are methods of resisting it. A snake is a reptilian creature that does not have legs. Electronics will only work when plugged in, unless they have batteries. There is no such thing as a god or goddess. Such simple and infallible facts should always be kept to heart by an explorer such as myself." --KaraType of character: Sonicverse - Aganre sub-verseName: Kara ZinaksaAge: About 25Gender: FRace/species: Spectacled cobra (Mobian, Aganre-style)Occupation: ExplorerWeapon of choice: Crossbow w. sniper scopeFamily and associates:Eldest of four siblings. Single; has not yet been selected for a Test of the Gods.Appearance:Kara has the typical Aganre body and build. Her primary body color is a light yellow (FFFF00 in standar
Cartoon BullfightingBullfighting in cartoon worlds is significantly different from real-world bullfighting, owing mainly to the fact that the bulls are just as sapient as the fighters.Cartoon bullfighting is more like a cross between normal bullfighting and prizefighting. It's a duel between a heavyweight (the bull) and a lightweight (the bullfighter) in a large, circular dirt arena, where the bullfighter attempts to use wits and agility to defeat the bull, who attempts to use its sheer brawn to defeat the bullfighter. The first to flatten or otherwise incapacitate the other party wins the round; whoever wins two out of three rounds wins the match.Even after one participant has won the round, they are given extra time to play with their conquered opponent to humiliate them further (and entertain the audience even more). Then the fighters are allowed an intermission to rest up and recover. At the end of the match, the winner and loser are each given a quick 30-second interview fro
Character profile: Starke -Gift-"Good to see you again, mate. I was hoping-- WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?! GET OVER HERE! *GRAB* *SQUISH* Hmm... I'm in the mood for soccer tonight." --StarkeType of character: Cartoon 'verseName: Starke (pronounced "stark")Age: Unknown - seems to be in his 20's or 30'sGender: MRace/species: Werewolf (anthro); believed to be part kangaroo, but this is unconfirmedFamily: No known relatives.Appearance:Starke has an intimidating werewolf build, quite muscular and about a head taller than most anthros. He typically stands slightly hunched over. His primary body color is moderate gray, about A0A0A0 in RRGGBB hexadecimal; his muzzle and chest are a lighter gray with a hint of blue (AFB3D0). He has a section of longer spiky fur on his head that serves as hair; this area is a darker gray (707070).
Problem"What's your ****ing problem?!""You are!"
Bookwolf -Trade-Wolfen Down took a deep breath as he sat at one of the tables in the library's reading area. The lead he'd come to the city to pursue had turned out to be a bust, so here he was, hoping to kill time until Hisspan arrived to rendezvous with him.The wolf set the book he'd picked out in front of him. The title "PHOENIX" graced the front cover. According to the jacket, the book told the story of a Mobian phoenix with a shattered memory. The phoenix could remember that his name was Tip and that he was the prince of somewhere, but that was it. He toured the galaxies by whatever means he could, searching for clues about his identity. Wolfen had picked out the book because Tip's situation was so similar to his own.Maybe I'm the prince of some kingdom somewhere and I just don't know it. But then Havoc would probably have told me by now... oh well, let's get started.He started reading.The story opened in a spaceport called St. Nebula. &
What Makes a Fish a Fish?(Written by Anya Marasaka during a spell of boredom)What makes a fish a fish?There are many different types of fish, of all shapes and sizes. But they are all, undoubtedly, fish.The main defining characteristic of a fish is that it lives in the water, but is that enough to go by?There are birds that cannot fly, and mammals that lay eggs. And there are creatures which dwell in the water but are not fish.If a fish were to dwell on land and breathe air like we do, would it still be able to classify itself as a fish? If so, then why?Where can the border between "fish" and "not fish" be found?There are so many categories in the world that we take for granted, but that are impossible to explain simply without contradiction.If, tomorrow, I were to meet a creature that naturally walked on legs and did not inject venom nor constrict, yet still called itself a snake......how willing would I be to believe it?
Character profile: Pya"Unworthy? Don't be ridiculous. Worthiness is just a delusion. An ambassador like myself should never consider herself too important to spend time with the lower class." --PyaType of character: Sonicverse - Aganre sub-verseName: Pya Sosori (PIE-uh suh-SOH-ree)Age: Around 30Gender: FRace/species: Ball python (Mobian, Aganre-style)Occupation: Tribe ambassadorWeapon of choice: SaiFamily and associates:Middle of three siblings. Married to Tanjo Sosori (king cobra), the tribe's chieftain. Has four children.Appearance:Pya has the typical Aganre build. Her eyes are blue. Her main body is solid black, but her underbelly is white, and her black areas are covered in large, chocolate brown blotches of varying shapes. Two vertical stripes of the same brown cover the top of her head.As the tribe's ambassador, she dresses a bit more fancily than a commoner would. Sh
The Prize Machine -???-Nobody in town seemed to know where the machine had come from. It just appeared one morning in Toon Town's park, with no sign of whoever or whatever had brought it there. It looked just like one of the little trinket/candy dispensers in grocery stores where you put a quarter in and get something, but this one was huge. The whole thing was about a story and a half tall, and loaded with various toys and knickknacks, each one sealed inside a half-red-half-clear plastic capsule about the size of a sports ball.A crowd surrounded the machine all morning. People were gawking at the machine, taking pictures of it, speculating about why it was there, and trying in vain to get it to dispense something.Then Lizzie and Abbe arrived on the scene."C'mon, Sis!" Lizzie exclaimed, literally dragging Abbe through the crowd. "Everyone's talking about it! We've got to see it!"Abbe said nothing. The blue wolf was also anxious to see the prize machine; sh
The Cardboard BoxWhen a child sees a cardboard box, he sees a rocket ship.Or he sees a time machine. Or he sees a tugboat.Or a portal to another world. Or an airplane. Or a mountain.A secret hideout, a tank, a submarine, a race car, a dungeon. All of them are possibilities to a child.When an adult sees a cardboard box, he sees a cardboard box.
you're amazing! | nishinoya yuu“What's this?”“I forgot what's it called,” Nishinoya mumbles as he ties the braclet around your wrist. You watch him silently as you sat down on the hard cement floor, your legs crossed. The boy upon you was struggling to tie the bracelet, and even though you offered your help, he shook his head and refused, and told you that it was his gift to you. Therefore, he was going to be the one to tie it. You weren't really sure why he was giving you a present, or what you did to receive a present, but you only kept quiet. “I think it was a promise bracelet or something. Friendship bracelet? Heh. I don't know.” He says, laughing a bit.“Oh.” After a few knots here and there, Nishinoya finally finished tying the bracelet around your wrist. You brought it near to your face, turning it around to observe it. He must have been very proud of himself considering the smile on his face wouldn't go away. Then again, Nishinoya was always energetic and smil
Memory Remember that day we sat in the open field? No? Well I must have been alone, thinking of you. I remember your presence there. The field went on for miles and miles, becoming a blur of brown, sienna, yellow ochre. When I stared at it for too long, I lost my balance in the waving grasses. I had to find the tree to right myself again. One lone stubby tree in a million miles of dreaming field. I remember the light coming from the left somewhere, because it struck the tree in a most magnificent manner. Its shadow stretched long and thin, finally fading into blurry little fingers. I don’t know the brand of tree it was, it was unfamiliar to me. Short, stubby, gnarly trunked, with large bushy leaves over little pods. Well actually, the pods and everything else must have been bigger than I remember. I was a very long way from the tree. The sky was malevolent blue that day, with long rust-and- grey clouds sweeping sideways across it. A thin strip of pink on the horizon ga
Could Never Be You (Reader x Any Guy)It was amazing really, feeling close to him like you did. He was becoming a best friend to you and that was something you needed. What you didn’t need was to fall for him; a guy that you knew you couldn’t have. It wasn’t because you were insecure or having a lack of self-confidence, it was more along the lines of the fact that he was interested in your best girlfriend.You couldn’t help but squirm when his lovely eyes left you for her as she came to sit down at the table. Couldn’t help but become sad when he would hug her and not you. You would never tell him though; especially how much you liked him and enjoyed the fact that he made you smile.He wasn’t yours, no matter what you did: wear the prettiest clothes, the nicest makeup- it was all for him, but when she was around you were just another shadow. He still spoke to you, but his attention was on her, eyes watching to see if she enjoyed his jokes. Each time she mentioned a type of guy she was in
Bys: Gawk“That was a nice dip!” Lucy gushed as she walked barefoot out of the guild pool’s changing rooms for the ladies. Levy couldn’t have agreed more as she followed Lucy, Erza, Juvia and Cana down the hallway that separated the men’s changing rooms from the women’s before entering the pool area. It is the middle of summer which means blistering heat is everywhere. More shaved ice, almost frozen drinks and water is consumed to the point of inhalation.Happy to have the sweat and grime washed away from her skin, Levy pressed the fluff of her damp towel against her cheek.“Ladies,” greeted a deep, amused voice to their left. All the girls chimed a hello to Pantherlilly as he jogged by them with a towel and some hair ties in his arms. Since she is in the back of the pack, Levy glanced over her shoulder to smile at the Exceed.Big mistake.Standing in the doorway of the men’s side stood an almost naked Gajeel. An innocent white towel hung lim
heavy chest. dying treasure.I found the place where she died the first time (they say we all die twice).There were no ropes or razors or jewels of blood but I know she died there, because the apples were all mourning. I went to gather her belongings from the house and everything looked so normal at first. I don’t know what I expected. Suicide notes scrawled on the walls despite them saying she hadn’t left any, cracked light bulbs; the glass shattered like her heart, split-seamed cushions to match her broken veins, pools of tears in the ashtrays? I didn’t know this was what I expected until I noticed their glaring absence. My god someone had even bleached the toilet recently. Was it her? Did she look at the bleach and consider drinking it? I wanted to tell myself there was a smell of despair. That I found a single strand of her hair and cried over it. That the cushions still had the imprints of her elbows in them and the saucepan handles were still warm from her touch. But there was no sign of h
The First FeedingYou're going to burst.Seated in the kitchen chair, hands tied tightly behind your back, you have no power to resist as I continued to shovel food down your mouth. You tried simply saying, "no!". You tried to closed your lips and turn your head away. Even resorted to straining against the ropes that bound your hands. In the end, you realised there was no escape. You were left with no choice to sit there like a good little piggy and eat.It started with pizza, which has always been your favourite. One, two, three boxes down, and your belly was already beginning to strain against your work shirt. Swelling out, it pushed against your shirt buttons, showing slivers of skin in the thin gaps between.I couldn't wait to see those buttons pop.You thought we were done with pizza. I scoffed at this. Next came the cheeseburgers, which I fed you slowly. I knew you loved them, and wanted you to enjoy them. The strong, meaty flavour, drowned in all that melted cheese and tangy sauce. A few crumbs cl
Life and Death"Seven days.""Fantastic! Doctors said three."