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Yuuka Kazami vs Chris: What if...?“Hello, you happy folks in marriage-land! This is Christian Chandler! And this is my lovely wife, Yuuka!” The mayor of CWCville then looked around for said wife. “Yuuka! YUUKA, COME OUT HERE! COME OUT NOW!”
Yuka entered the room, wearing a sunflower dress. “What is it, dear?” She spoke in a sickly sweet tone.
“Where have you been, woman? I’ve been calling your name! The fans are waiting for us!” Christian glared as he marched up to her and snorted right into her face, which had now an annoyed expression on it.
“No, I was watering the plants, dear.” Yuuka frowned at her so-called ‘husband’. “I told you earlier.”
“WE DON’T HAVE PLANTS!”
“We do now.”
Christian let out a scream and ran out into the backyard. “DAMN PLANTS! I’LL BREAK YOU ALL DEAD!”
Yuka ran outside, a glare on her face. “You so much as touch them, consider our divorce permanent!
Yuuka Kazami VS Chris: Part 6Punchy and Angela saw the beam of death heading towards them. "Angela, live for me!" Punchy pushed Angela out of the way.
Angela screamed in horror as the blast ripped apart Punchy. "DEAR GOD, PUNCHY, NO!"
"Dear god, yes." Yuka laughed in bliss as she jabbed the tip of her parasol into her throat. "And you'll be going to him soon enough."
"GUK!" Angela's eyes bugged out as Yuka launched a Master Spark at point-blank, blowing her up in a gory mess. The mad gardener laughed heartily as she walked down the streets. "Chris, I will make you suffer until you feel the pain that you gave me." She smiled evilly.
"Father, stop!" Sonichu wailed in pain as Chris brutally beat the shit out of him. "Please!" Sonichu vomited out blood as tears fell from his eyes. "No more!!!"
"SILENCE!" Chris zapped him with a Zap Cannon, and then hit him with an Iron Tail. "I will make you pay for losing my one true LOVE! GWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!"
He grabbed Sonichu by the head and the legs then snapped his
Chris's Christian-mas Special"Hello, my friends." Christian Chandler was sitting near a roaring fireplace. "Today I've come here to show the beauty of Christian-mas day." Chris stood up, wearing a red and white striped shirt. "And here's my guest, Miss Yuka Kazami-" Chris stopped as he saw the corpses of Sonees and Rosies.
"What the hell is going on here?!" Yuka looked up from her work of tearing out the intestines of a dying Sonee and smiled innocently. "What?"
"WHY AREN'T YOU WEARING CHRISTIAN-MAS CLOTHING?!" Chris roared in anger.
"I am wearing Christmas clothing." Yuka was wearing a red and green dress.
"NO! NO NO NO NO NO NO!" Chris stomped his foot repeatedly. "THERE IS NO CHRISTMAS! ONLY CHRISTIAN-MAS!" He glared at Yuka. "DO YOU NOT SEE IT?!"
"The only thing I see is an idiot that doesn't know how to behave himself." Yuka glared darkly at him.
"Take them off," Chris commanded.
"TAKE THEM OFF!" Chris clenched his fists and his face turning into a snarl, almost looking like he was about to make a doody
Yuka Kazami vs Chris: Part 5"OH GOD! OH, DEAR GOD!" Rosechu wailed at the sight of her mutilated children. She had arrived home only to find that her daughters were killed.
She had called Sonichu about this and he was not pleased. "THAT GODDAMN BITCH! I'LL BREAK HER DEAD!" He raged in fury. The Electric Hedgehog Pokémon began to clench his fists in anger as he sent a thunder bolt into the air.
Meanwhile, Yuka was at the Sonee Daycare Center, where she found more of those abominations that she so despised.
"Damn this city," she hissed. Yuka hadn't expected to run into more of those things. She gripped her newly-obtained umbrella and stormed towards them. "Time to die, then, kiddies." She smirked.
"Sonee?" A red Sonee squeaked.
"ROSEE!" A blue Rosey yelled.
"Time to die, little ones," Yuka grinned as she grabbed the red Sonee and gouged his eyes out, causing him to scream in pain. "NOOOOO!" The blue Rosey wailed.
"Shut the fuck up," Yuka ripped off the red Sonee's head and pulled out his organs from his stump and
Yuka Kazami vs Chris: Part 4"Chirstine, I'm tellwing mawm on yooh, you stoopid bitch!" Cera squealed loudly. Christine had taken Cera's favorite toy, her teddy bear, and now she was having a hissy fit and wrecking the place.
"It's mine! 'cause I'm da oldest," Christine stuck out her tongue. "And you can't have eet because you're ugly."
"I WANT IT BACCKKKK!" Cera shrieked at the top of her lungs. "GIMME MAH DOOLY!"
"Children, what is going on?!" Rosechu came into the room, with an apron on her front and carrying a ladle in her hand.
"Christine stole mah teddeh!" Cera sobbed.
Rosechu stood in between them. "That is enough! Christine, you will give her teddy back, right now!" She glared at her eldest daughter.
"Fine," Christine handed Cera her teddy, stuck out her tongue at her, and went back to looking at herself in the mirror. Cera just stuck out her tongue and cuddled her big, goofy-looking teddy.
"Now, I'm going to the market, so be good while I'm gone," Rosechu
Yuka Kazami vs Chris: Part 3Yuka stepped out of the bathroom, murmuring about being married to that fat asshole. She was going to make Yukari pay for this insult. And she was going to raze this city to the ground while she was at it.
She looked around and saw Sonichu there, glaring at her with his green eyes. 'That yellow piece of excrement! How dare he try to make me appear weak?!' Yuka thought as she smirked evilly at him, hiding her burning anger.
"You're not fooling me," Sonichu growled, clenching his fists.
"My dear hedgehog, whatever are you talking about?" Yuka asked innocently.
"DON'T PLAY DUMB WITH ME!!" Sonichu grabbed Yuka and slammed her against the wall. "You're planning to hurt my father, aren't you?!"
Yuka shot him an annoyed look. Whatever gave him that idea? She snorted as she smiled again. "Why, my dear, little, future son-in-law. I would never hurt your beloved father! He's so HONEST and TRUE! Those kinds of qualities are remarkable in a man like him." Yuka sighed in faux-bliss. "I've always wa
The Spill of '14Velvet quickly served her friends beverages and pastries that she had just recently baked specifically for this time they spent with each other.
Amongst the table, there was Icee, Ali, Luna, and a new guest named Supah, whom Icee had found a while ago and discovered that he was a cyborg. After a bit of introduction and backstory with everyone, there was no longer a gap of awkward silence and questions.
Now they shared a table with snacks and drinks.
"Can you drink, Supah? Or eat?" Velvet asked as she laid down a tray of pastries for any of those who wanted seconds. Ali was the first to reach for the cookies and cupcakes, and Luna slapped her hand away, seeing that Ali still had a plate full of them.
Supah shook his head. "Unfortunately, no. But I guess it's a good thing. I don't have to feed and water myself everyday." he replied.
Velvet nodded. "It is a bit of a plus..." she agreed as she took the plate and glass of water away from him.
"But he won't ever be able to experience t
Reader x KnB: Holiday job Kagami's ending
Author's note: Here is the first ending with Kagami. And yeah, I know it's been already two weeks since I last uploaded a chapter, but I just started eleventh grade at school and it's really exhausting.
f/n = first name
l/n = last name
e/c = eye color
h/c = hair color
f/c = favourite color
“Whaaaat!?“, say both look at me like I’m crazy.
“Are we talking about the same Bakagami? The idiotic giant fool?”, Riko asks.
“Yeah. Is there a problem?”
Momoi asks “What do you love about him?”
All I can think of are this funny moments I had with him the last days.
“He made me laugh and that’s all a good boyfriend should do” And I smile at them and they realize how much I’m in love with Kagami. Then Riko and Momoi look at each other and take a decision.
“(_f/n_), we will help you. Kagami is so dense, he will not understand it the normal way. So we have to make good plan.”
A thousand years of Sonic 36A thousand years of Sonic 36
Silver was searching in Alice's library, he picked out a book and opened it. "What are you doing?!" Fleetway face pop out of the book, "AHHH!" Silver slammed the book shut. Silver grabbed his chest he thought he was going to have a heart attack, "Fleetway!" Silver yelled he was mad. He walked down stairs and he didn't saw Fleetway he looked from side to side. "Fleetway?!" Silver called he started to walk and bumped into a refrigerator, "A refri- what is this idiot up to?" Silver asked. "I have become a refrigerator... I hope this story wins a Oscar" said the fridge as he talked by opening the bottom door. "What?! Fleetway?" Silver asked confused of the talking fridge, "No it's El Pendejo, yes it's me" said Fleetway. "Why are you a refrigerator?" Silver asked to know the story, "Well I was searching for the spells in my book an it turned out that some of my spells work better
Profile Zoe JacksonOC PROFILE (Percy Jackson, next generation)
Name: Zoë Ariel Jackson
Nicknames: Zow, Starfish
Birthdate: December 18th (Sagittarius)
Hometown: New York
Years at Camp: 6 (since age 12)
Godly blood: Poseidon blood
Family: - Althea Lockwood (mother, daughter of Demeter)
- Percy Jackson (father, son of Poseidon)
- Rowen Jackson (younger brother, 2 years younger, Demeter blood)
- River Jackson (younger brother, 4 years younger, Poseidon blood)
- Sfea Jackson (younger sister, 6 years younger, Demeter blood)
- Demeter, goddess of grain and nature (maternal grandmother)
- Rowen Lockwood (maternal grandfather, deceased)
- Sally Jackson (paternal grandmother)
Super Soldier X Reader (part 12)You'd cried yourself to sleep and woke up the next morning looking and feeling a troll. Your hair was tangled and puffy, sticking out at odd angles, and your eyes had enormous dark circles underneath.
As your were trying your best to clean up the mess, Bruce came in and smiled warmly at you. You blushed deeply and smiled back.
"You're ready to go home." He said, tapping a finger on his clip board, then politely asked, "Ruff night?"
Undoing a heavily twisted knot in your hair, you said, "That bad, huh?"
He chuckled. "I've seen worse."
"Are you just saying that to make me feel better?"
He smirked. "Did it make you feel better?"
You got out of the hospital bed and began pulling on some pants. "Any new reports this morning?"
"Just one. But Nick wouldn't tell me what it was. As soon as you get back to headquarters he wants to have a word with you." He caught the look of worry spread across your features and clapped a hand encouragingly on your shoulder. "Don't stress o
Creepypasta the Fighters: Steven and Miki
Bio: In-between the timelines of Gen. 0 and Red's story/Ash's story, there was a trainer named Steven. He was dressed in the recognizable G1 outfit Red wore, but he had long, black hair as well as a smug look on his face. He and his brother Mike were on the basic objective in the Pokémon universe: be the very best like no one ever was. Steven was the idol of Red, and was the talk of the region. He was even the boyfriend of Blue's older sister Daisy. Rather than be given an objective to record the data of all 151 Pokémon with a Pokédex to prove it, he was given it out of kindness. He blew through the competition on his way to achieve his basic goal. At the end of it, he gave up after a tragic accident.
Powers/Weapons: Steven carries along his Charizard nicknamed Miki. She's a veritable powerhouse who wasn't able to be easily weakened by attacks in the categories of the Achilles' heels of fire-type Pokémon and could do more damage than an average Charizard. With her a
El origen de las piedras del destino
Molly dice: Hola a todos
la historia que les voy a contar transcurrió hace mucho tiempo
una de las cosas que la gente sin magia no sabe es que muchas cosas
de el mundo normal fueron obra de seres desconocidos
me llamo molly y les explicare el origen de las piedras del destino
mucho tiempo hace ya cuando en la hermosa parís recién florecía
la famosa catedral de notre dame fue construida como otro fruto del renacimiento
Un mago muy poderoso que llevaba una vida tranquila y había ayudado a construir la catedral de notre dame
en un principio solo pretendía usar sellos en roca
conjuros pequeños que quería que lograran que toda persona que entrara en esta hermosa obra de la era gótica
expulsara un poco de sus males y se purificara el alma reflejandoce en los hermosos mosaicos de la catedral
un pequeño hechizo pero probocaria algo serio
No se si creas en el demonio pero si existe Dios temo que también existe el
El Demonio estaba molesto y
Cub SeidonPhysical Attributes
Born four and a half minutes after his sister AoifeSlightly smaller than herSeidon wasn’t as strong as his sister, but he was faster than her—he inherited his mother's speed
He was calmer and quieter than Aoife, but was just as playful as her. He was also a very curious cub; he loved learning about the world around him Seidon wasn’t a troublemaker like his sister, though he always seems to get himself into strange predicaments. The closest he gets to mischievousness is covering up for Aoife's capers
Like any ordinary cub, Seidon loves and admires his mother. He's captivated by her stories about her life as a traveler, and wishes to be just like her when she grows up. He also loves and admires his father despite his indifferent attitude. On the other hand, when he becomes a courier, Seidon couldn’t help but feel baffled about Hiro's disapproval. Wasn't i
Creepypasta the Fighters Boss: Mr. Creepypasta
Bio: A person of unknown origin, very little is known about the being named Mr.Creepypasta. What is known however is that he is responsible for all the creepypasta phenomena that occur in the world. He takes pleasure in creating creatures he calls his “Children” and his only wish is for his children to play.
Powers/Weapons: As the god of Creepypasta, Mr. Creepypasta has unlimited god like power and can do many abilities such as creation, destruction and resurrection. In battle, he wields a large war hammer called the Pasta Hammer, which has a bludgeoning end on side and a spike on the other.
*Light Spear: Mr. Creepypasta crouches down to his knees and throws a long light spear at the player.
*Shoulder Ram: Mr. Creepypasta shoulder rams the player with a shadow trail following behind him.
*Pasta Hammer Attack: Mr. Creepypasta summons his Pasta Hammer, seemingly from thin air, and smashes the player over the head with it, setting them up for a free hit.
Yuuka Kazami VS Chris: Part 7Bubbles screamed as Yuuka slashed at her chest, drawing blood. "OW! That hurt!"
"It's supposed to, you heartless fool." Yuuka snarled. "And now, you're going to suffer even more!" She pulled out her umbrella and began to bash Bubbles in the head violently.
"Stop it!" Bubbles summoned a blast of bubbles and sent it towards Yuuka, pushing her away. The flower youkai grit her teeth and began to conjure up a Master Spark.
"It's time to die, brat." With that, a beam of pure, unrivaled power flew from her umbrella and went right through Bubbles, killing her.
Meanwhile, Chris noticed a bright light where Bubbles was. "I found you, Yuuka." He dashed towards her location, a lusty smile on his face. "You're going to be my wife and ruler of my fair city."
Yuuka turned away from the smoking remains of Bubbles and walked towards Rosechu, kneeling towards her and lifted her up. "I'm sorry. You were only trying to help me. You didn't deserve this." She then put her body onto a nearby bench and shed a
Poetic PsychosisIn thirty seconds, the next shell would fall. Every night was the same, but every night Lorenzo experienced it as if it were the first time. His throat felt swollen; breathing was hard. He glanced around at the others; young men like him who had been shipped out in the name of honour and freedom. There was no honour in this, no freedom. Only death behind your eyelids, and a fear so gutting, that it carved out your innards and left you a hollow husk. Lorenzo tried to breathe, tried to assure himself that he was still whole, still made of flesh. They had lied when they told him he was ready.
Matteo ran towards him, arms out, rifle swinging uselessly at his side. He shouted for him to run, but Lorenzo remained motionless, unable to move as his friend’s warning was lost in the constant blare of gunfire. None of them were ready.
“The cycle is repeating. It is not safe.” The voice was soft and weak, yet it carried over the gunfire and battle cries without impediment.
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