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Mission writing“Is everyone ready?” Asked Cameron coming out from having changed her clothes. She wore now an extremely fancy Kimono, and her normal masqurain mask was replaced with one of an Armaldo, feathers hanging from the edges of the mask, and framing what could be seen of her sun-tanned face. Her dark curls mingling with the feathers, and had even more feathers tied to them. Sunshine the Joltik went up to her trainer with a thin white ribbon in her mouth. “Ah… you need help?” She knelt down and tied it around the small pokemon’s torso, into a delicate bow. Sunshine chirped happily and Crawled up to Her trainer’s shoulder. Zilla and Morina were squeaking to each other, Zilla with a clip-on bow tie, and Morina wearing a bonnet, one ear sticking out oddly from underneath. Katrina ran all over the place excitedly, Wearing an illusion of a Kirlia, which was sloppy, and horribly done, however, it was a good start for something so young. Francis had ribbon d
The new one.
“the sun’s waking up! She’s coming home!” Said Morina at the window, her Woobat wings flapping franticly. “Mom mom mom!!! Can’t you see it?” She asked enthusiastically. “I can’t see anything. Never could!” Said Fluffzilla, fur covering both of her eyes. However, the Woobat still came up to her daughter. “I hope she brought food.” Said Calcium from the floor. “I’m starving.” Sunshine remained silent in the rafters, clinging to her little web. “She’s got something in her arms!” Said Morina. “It’s fluffy! Not mom fluffy, but fluffy!” “What could it be?” asked Tai excitedly. “Food! Food! Food!!” cried Katrina, jumping around the room. Soon enough, The door to the house opened and all the pokemon flocked to their trainer, Cameron. Hourglass was perched on her shoulder like a delicate shoulder pad. Cameron was carrying a bag of groc
Gandellie opened the window in his apartment on the second floor, setting his small plant out on the windowsill. A breeze from down the streets blew into the room, ruffling his feathers. He poked at the soil of the plant. It could use a little water. He sighed and got a glass and filled it up. he soon returned to the plant, only to hear a shattering sound next to him. Pieces of glass fell near his face, and his feathers rose. "Who the-" He looked down to see a Rock candy on the sidewalk below "TAKE THAT YOU COCKATRICE!" Gandellie tensed even more as the creature thew another glass object. It could see rather far for a rock candy. "You Birds should not be in control of our government! This corruption shall end!" What a cocky jerk. The thing was probably resistant to hypnosis, either that or assumed he was. Gandellie raised his feathers again and hissed at the jerk, who ran down into the side streets. He slowly lowered his feathers, still hissing a little bit. It was this kind of treatme
A frightening incounter.
Clueless Padded along the forest. It was starting to get dark, and she was almost home. It had been a successful day, She had found plenty of sticks, caught a trout, talked to some friends, and had smiles all around. It was then, that she saw some Finnedyr a little ways ahead. but there was something odd about them. They were wearing odd things all over them. In fact, they looked like they weren't actually finnedyr. They were chatting enthusiastically. Clueless, Curious, went up to them. "E.. Excuse me?" The Two Finnedyr looked at her. "What are you doing?" "Isn't it obvious?" Asked one of the two finnedyr, who looked like she had got in a fight with a pumpkin with a face and lost. "We're Talking. Duh. about Halloween?" "Halloween? What's that?" Asked Clueless. The Second finnedyr cut the first one off. "It's a day that's coming up soon. Where monsters come out and eat the weak." She huffed. "So you wear costumes to keep them away. make them think you're one of them." She herself Was d
Compassion and Hate
It was a very starry trip, as always when traveling through space. Which they always were. Hate wasn’t sure he had ever even been on a planet. He wasn’t sure they were allowed. Hate pounded his tentacle on the deck in frustration. Those creeps were always trying to control them. Honesty had said that She believed that someday they could go to a planet, which ironically was hard to believe. The thought council was always telling them what to do.
“Are you alright, Hate?” asked a familiar voice. Hate glanced behind himself. “Compassion.” He said. Compassion gave a faint giggle, part of her light aura tinting different colors for a second. “Yes, It’s me, but that doesn’t answer my question.” “I’m good as I’ll ever be.” Said Hate, looking back out at the mass of stars. Compassion floated up beside him and touched his side. “Hate, you’ve matured so much since... well, infinity.” She hesitate
A Fateful EncounterI was a child, when I first saw it. About Six years old. A Bird pokemon, with Greenish-yellow feathers, rather then the normal brown and red they normally had. I reached out toward it. Unlike the others of it’s kind, it did not fly away. It started to hop away from me, and I chased it. But then it fell. I Picked it up, the bird large in my tiny arms. But only then did I see what the matter was. One of it’s wings… was entirely missing. A circle of flesh was where the wing should be attached. I hesitated only a moment, then ran as fast as I could, toward the only place I knew to get help. Home.
I sat, staring out the window of my room. It was a few days after I had found the pokemon, Mom told me it was a Spearow, and something called a shiny. After I showed it to my Mom, she ran it to the Pokemon center over the next hill. Apparently, it was still recovering. Mom also told me when she got back, that Humans often attacked Shiny pokemon, wanting to catch them for their c
Fatherly visitIt was a pleasant day, rather warm for that time of year. Gurdurr and Sky High were standing at the middle of the bridge, looking out over the river. "Such a nice day. I wish you could fly, then we could soar in this brilliant sky together." Said Sky high. "I wish your wings were waterproof, so you could surf with me." Gurdurr replied. Sky high giggled. "It's amazing how different our interests are." "That doesn't stop me from liking you." Sky high blushed at Gurdurr's words. After a moment, the two came close, then kissed, only to hear a clatter behind them. Startled, they looked up to see a shiny Unfezant. "Sky... sky high? Is that..." "D-Dad...?" A shocked silence fell between the three of them. Eventually Sky high broke the silence. "Dad, this... Is my boyfriend. Gurdurr." " you.... Your boyfriend? I-I see." The shiny outstretched his hand for Gurdurr's to shake. Gurdurr took it and shook firmly. "Nice to meet you, dude." "Pleasure....." Said Sky high's father, not sounding that wa
Sky high was looking into a mirror, brushing his long red hair. He and Gurdurr were going out tonight, and he wanted to look right. Satisfied that his hair was finished, he began to preen and straighten his feathers. "Those things look simply IMPRACTICAL." Said an all-too common voice from the doorway. Sky High glared at the figure's reflection in the mirror. "My feathers work just fine, Decitpurr." He said to the cat. Decitpurr just laughed. "You damn birds, trying to look pretty all the time. When not One of you really looks even vaguely nice." Sky high slammed his fist into the counter beneath the mirror, and turned to look at Decitpurr. "Look you, I'm sick and TIRED of you and all your nasty comments about me!!!" Decitpurr Snickered. "oh what are you going to do? Kill me with wing beats? I'm SOOOO scared!!" "No, I'm going to show you a bird that even YOU think is pretty." Decitpurr Blinked, then doubled over in laughter. "THAT IS THE DUMBEST THING I'VE EVER HEARD!!" Decitpurr blink
The Hydreigon gijinka Theory Hydreigon. Vicious, cunning and powerful. But the Species tends to be obsessed with Puppets. It is a natural tendency for these Dragon Gijinkas to be attracted to them, But why?
But there is among these Puppet-lovers, is an extremely rare kind of Hydreigon. referred to by researchers as a "Hydreigon mob". Consisting of Three Hydreigon Gijinkas. Two "Minions" and a leader. Why are these so rare?
Lets start with the Puppets. Being a Hydreigon can be tough, as well as lonely, as many Hydreigon tend not to keep one mate for too long, Unless they both feel really close. To fend off stress and Loneliness, they turn to puppets. Puppets will never betray you or hurt you, and are fairly easily replaced if broken. Some stores even sell pre-made Hydreigon puppets for Hydreigons who can actually pay for them, as well as collectors.
The Puppets are also shown as an example to young hatched Dieno. Showing them that they can be great friends, even into adulthood. Trainers be warned that some
A Little Help: Flannery TG (Trade)
Tyler was an avid Pokemon fan. He's favorite generation was easily the third generation. Recently, he had recently received a strange copy of Omega Ruby, the remake of the original 3rd generation game from a strange shop at the corner of town. Being the big fan he was, Tyler jumped at the chance to play the game a few months early. Tyler played through the game, many of the Pokemon he caught were grass type. He was set for a while, easily going through the game for the most part. However, Tyler hit a road bump upon arriving at Lavaridge Town, a gym battle there. In that part of the game, the gym leader trained fire type, most of his Pokemon weak to it. Tyler lost to the first trainer in the gym taking a motivational hit. He kept trying, until he realize he needed to train more. Tyler spent a good few hours leveling up his Pokemon so their weakness wouldn't have such a huge effect. For the most part, Tyler advanced in the gym much easier than before, he did lose a few battles,
Clarissa Teaches Witchery
"With one final swipe, the mighty dragon Hooktail has fallen. His head fell lifelessly onto the cold hard ground, and out of its mouth popped out Niri, and she was holding the World Key. The dragon had swallowed the magic key, to keep anyone from finding it. Luckily, if the heroes had taken just a bit longer to defeat Hooktail, poor Niri might have perished before she found it!"
The bard holding a golden key sighed in relief while the three other party members helped her up while they looked to a gigantic double door.
"As the World Key is placed in the key hole, the doors of the Great Palace opens to reveal a brand new world, unlike our heroes have ever seen before..." Clarissa closed her notebook and everything returned to normal. "Well, that's probably a good time to stop. New worlds aren't just made in a day!" She gleefully said.
"That was amazing." Katie said, filled with excitement. "Man, that Ring of Jumping +20 really came in handy! It almost felt like I was flying!"
The Transformation PolkaThe Transformation Polka
Two young women got out of a car and started walking toward a slightly run-down hotel. They were both dressed in jewel-toned knee-length dresses, and looked almost like sisters, especially with their long brown hair done up in identical up-dos.
“Seriously, Maria, what on earth possessed the student council to have prom here, of all places?” asked the slim one in the shimmering green dress.
“It was cheap, Ginny,” replied the slightly taller one in the wine-coloured dress. “We had to find an alternative to the gymnasium thanks to the repairs. Besides, there are other advantages to the location.”
“Other advantages...” Ginny looked around, and her eyes widened. “We’re right next to a freaking nudie bar, how is that an advantage?”
“It’s a topless bar,” Maria replied absently. “My uncle Leo works there, though he’s taking the night off t
Bluebell's Perilous Picnic It was a truly beautiful evening. The moon was full and seemed to fill the entire sky, illuminating my forest home as brightly as the sun. It was beautifully warm without a breath of wind, bringing a serene peace to the inhabitants of the city of Daffoville. But the air was far from still. It was filled with the sound of an orchestra performing the latest composition from Mosszart, our greatest musician. Pan pipes, harps made out of reeds, violins and cellos made out of dried leaves and countless fairy bells could all be heard.
The conductor was not only controlling the orchestra, but used his baton to direct the swirling mass of fireflies twisting and pulsating through the air above. They responded to the changes in speed and volume. When the music was soft, they swirled softly and emitted a low light. When the music was loud and energetic, the fireflies picked up the pace and shone even brighter than usual.
The annual concert of the full moon was certainly a magn
TGB || Destruction Is His GameIt had been a few days. The memories were still crisp in their minds. The night of the gathering, Damek had sat by Palette's side after she had given birth, and he too had curled around his kits.
It had been amazing to lay beside Palette, to drink in the scent of his kits. They were so.. perfect and the tom couldn't stop watching them. He knew Palette felt the same, and once Baldr, Kintsu and Cyrus had left for the gathering, it had left just the two of them in the nursery. The Green-Light was thankful they had finally left. He simply wanted to spend this time with his mate and kits, and- call him selfish -wanted to keep these memories simply between them. These were theirs, and only between them. These first moments of their kits life would be ingrained in Damek's mind as he watched the two tiny kits. Had the first litter been this small? He could barely remember. Petrel, Kite and Oriole. How terrible I must be to them..
Eyes softened in the darkness, and t
fairytale: The Blood CrystalsThere was once a beautiful young girl who had fallen in love with her neighbour, an equally beautiful young man who was also in love with her and they were planning to marry. A week before the wedding, the preparations were in full swing. These, however, were disturbed when a strange group came riding in to the village. It was a big, blood red carriage drawn by four, equally red horses and with a very pale man as a coachman. They were followed by a large number servants who saw equally pale.
However, the most odd thing happened when the coach stopped just for the young bridegroom, the door swung open and a beautiful but eerily pale woman stepped outside. Her black hair hung down to the ground and she wore a beautiful dress that was as red as the coach. She smiled at him, he saw that she had nasty pointy teeth. "Come with me," she said sweetly but also authoritative. "Sorry, I cannot" said the groom apologetic, "In a week I will marry the love of my life." The woman was clearly sh
Darkest Depths: Part Three - ResurrectionFeaturing Crowe, mentioning Berach and Graínne
Early Autumn, Year 759 of the New Age
The Redwater, Blackwood
The words were familiar. The voice was familiar too. The strength behind it, the authority was enough to make her want to stir, but she was so tired… Her lungs ached, and all of the rest of her was numb with cold. There was no air here.
Open your eyes, child. Your time is not done.
If she’d had any breath, she would have sighed in exasperation. Why? She was done. She was dead. Why couldn’t she just be dead? She’d killed that demon and now she could die. She’d avenged her mentor, killed that stupid Oathbreaker and now it was her time to die.
She is not dead.
Crowe’s eyes creaked open, and light stabbed through them and right i
The Anthro Questionnaire - Anthro Wolf TG[Request]Steve had just gotten home. He was an average everyday 18 year old male. He was on a site made to entertain by taking questionnaires and quizzes. He found one called "If You Were An Anthro Questionnaire). He loaded it up and began to type away at his computer.
If you were an anthro, what kind of animal would you be?
"Well, I do like wolves, I'd be that." he thought to himself, putting Wolf down in the box. Steve's face pushed out into a muzzle and his nose became small and black at the end of it. His mouth moved below his nose as Steve's teeth became sharper. Steve's hearing improved as his ears moved the top top of his head, becoming pointed. A tail came out from his pants, ripping them in the process. His nails turned into claws. Steve's skin darkened as he took on the appearance of a hairless wolf.
If you were an anthro, what color would your fur be?
"Grey, but my belly and head are are white." Steve jotted. His hair grew longer an
Hello again(Characters are in Gijinka form. thank you.)
The sun was bright and shining down on Nimbasa city, not a cloud in the sky. Decitpurr swished his tail, enjoying the sunlight and the sounds all around him. There was a music festival going on, which was why he had came. In a few minutes, there was a concert that was going to start. A few little kids ran by, banging tambourines and shaking maracas. He took a deep breath of the air, which carried the sent of many snacks and sweets, and then started to walk toward the temporary stage which had been set up in the middle of a square. Already a large crowd had gathered. A HUGE Crowd. Decitpurr took off his cape and folded it up, it was so crowded. Why was the crowd this big? It must be someone popular playing... he had forgotten to actually look up who would be playing today. He saw a figure go on stage and he blinked. No.
No. It... it can't be...
"IT'S VANESSA!!" Screamed someone next to him. and the crowd started cheering. Decitpurr stared at
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