I am now sorting my works into folders as they are submitted, in an effort to actually put out some shit and keep everything organised at the same time. Just thought I should let everyone know.
Elites - Contemplations and ConfrontationsThe Apostle known as SZZU pored over the file in front of her, silently digesting the latest report that XNFE had compiled by way of her drones as she sat in a table in a comfortable blouse and pants that had been procured for her by the White Fang.
So they are here... They’ve been at Beacon for just about a month. It would be best to remain in hiding for now, until our victory can be assured. Even with the training, we could defeat them if we made an effort, but then there are the Huntsmen and Huntresses to consider...
The woman let her mind run over statistics and predictions, noting them down as they formed. “Hm. Not yet, but soon. Perhaps it would be best to let MEFE test them first. LLWO’s involvement was an unexpected variable, but it could conceivably worked to our advantage. What do you think, CRKY?”
Her hulking brother looked over from the chair he was seated on, occupying his mind by watching specks of dust float in the air and onto his suit - a
Elites - Beacon's TestOzpin frowned as Mato finished her report. “So this Lirio simply brushed you off, as if you weren’t even trying?” Mato huffed, a rare glare plastered firmly across her face. “Yes, it’s like I didn’t just get through explaining this!” She sighed and made a visible effort to calm down. “We couldn’t so much as put a hair out of place on his head. Current theory is that we just don’t have the right amount of combat experience. Boosted reflexes and all that are cool, but without training we’ll just flail around all over the place.” Ozpin smiled slightly. “Well, I just happen to have this friend who’s in charge of a combat school...” Mato stuck her tongue out at him. “Ha ha. We can be there in ten minutes.” Ozpin glanced at the clock on his tablet. The next combat practice started in fifteen. That would be enough time. “That will do nicely. I’ll see you then.”
Hatsune ChristmasIf you asked Miku what her relationship to her many sisters was, she would give a generally positive response. With a few exceptions, she genuinely loved her sisters with all her heart.
She did, however, concede to the point that they could be quite a handful. Especially when they were all in one place...
The twin-tailed Vocaloid dropped into a perfect split as an errant blast of electricity sailed overhead, accompanied by an impassioned "C'MON AND TRY ME BITCH!"
Miku heaved a long-suffering sigh as Neru's powers of electricity clashed violently with Zatsune's darkness, cheered on by their respective siblings. Zumi came up beside her like a white-clad, adorably earnest ninja. "You wanna deal with this or should I?" She asked quietly in her squeaky voice.
Miku waved a hand. "You go ahead, I need to make sure Master doesn't have a stroke."
Zumi only nodded before flicking her wrists, dropping two small objects into her hands, before crouching right down and leaping high into the air over
Elites - Forests of Beacon Part 1: Lirio's TestLate the next morning, the four Black Paradoxes headed for one of the forested areas surrounding Vytal, hoping to find some Grimm to get their eye in with their Otherworld skills.
One and a half hours in, something else found them.
Mato had just raised her Black Blade to cut down a particularly annoying branch when a blast of light reduced it to ash. Everyone whirled around, weapons at the ready.
Standing some distance away through the trees was a man clothed in black and green. His white hair glowed in the dappled light, giving him the feel of a fae creature.
“I was wondering which fool child had wandered into this forest.” He called over. “But from your power signatures I can see that you are no ordinary humans.”
Mato summoned the Rock Cannon. “Who are you?”
The man raised his head, his green eyes as hard as emeralds. “I am Lirio, of the Seven Apostles. And this forest will be your grave. Seishin toitsu: In!”
Mato just had time t
ContemplationsIf one were to stumble across the realm he inhabited, they would find it a very strange place.
A barren plain, stretching to the borders of a great sea, with a few small saplings situated at it's very centre. Some have withered and died, either from purposeful neglect or lack of nutrition, but several are still strong and flexible. Despite the apparent lifelessness, a strange energy fills the air, occasionally funnelling itself into one sapling or another.
The sole inhabitant of this realm is possessed of a monstrous appearance, but he is a relatively kind soul. Blunt, at times caustic, but supportive all the same.
The demon holds the power to see into other realms like his own. Each and every one of them is centred around a different place.
A large mansion of singers, squabbling like brothers do.
A smaller home, but no less lacking in love between it's six inhabitants.
An apartment complex, filled with dry wit and fantastic creatures.
An entire city, filled with
KH: FiM - Tension RisingWhen the girls woke up, they found themselves on the floor of the library. Apple Bloom eased herself up and shook her head. “Man, that was somethin’...” Then she noticed someone standing over them. “Aheh. Howdy Spike.” Spike was dressed in a combination of traditional Dragon Clan armour and magical clothing. He wore a black vest edged with thick red bands and featured a red zipped pocket on either side. The outline of the vest followed the curve of his ribcage, which meant his midriff would be quite exposed if not for the dragonfire-forged enchanted metal he wore under the vest. Purple all around apart from the front, which was a pale yellow, this armour granted him protection from just about anything the worlds could throw at him. Set on his shoulders were three-layered shoulder gaurds that tapered into points like the overlapping scales of the dragons he was descended from. He also wore a neon green belt to match his eyebrows and the multitude of spikes
Kingdom Hearts: Friendship is Magic-Dearly BelovedTwilight Report 1
The many worlds that exist separate to our own are at once both wondrous and dangerous in equal measure. Each world has it’s own way of combating threats, but at times outside help is required.
That’s where the bearers of the Keyblade, hereafter referred to as ‘Keybladers’ at the insistence of my friends, come in. Warriors that travel from world to world to solve problems created by interference from dark beings.
Keybladers are usually a scarcity, with only two or three rising from within a radius of a hundred worlds or so, but by some trick of the cosmos Equestria contains a ratio of Keybladers and similarly empowered warriors to regular citizens between roughly 1:1000 to as many as 1:50 in recent times (Appendix 1, “Equestrian census figures over the last century”). This has necessitated Keyblader schools across Equestria, along with a ranking system to determine the level of strength of the said Keybladers
Nichts ist gleich Part 3: Burn Baby, BurnTahu tromped along, cursing his added bulk and addled mind every step of the way. Still, it wasn’t all bad. He’d begun to get a feel for his altered swords, and the revelation that he could still lavaboard with the combined form had cheered him no end. He had yet to test his skill, not wanting to push his luck, even though he was now tromping through the volcanic region of the island. A chittering sound reached his ears and he paused. After a moment’s thought, he put the ‘board swords’ as he’d dubbed them, together and dropped the resulting board onto the ground, before pulling out the smaller golden swords on his back. Note to self: Find reliable way to carry large swords. This established, he peered through the eyeholes of his mask, watching for anything that might-
Something green flashed in the corner of his eye and he lashed out, setting both swords on fire as he did so. The blade missed the green spider thing currently going for his face
2015 - Nichts ist gleich: Mo' Armour, Mo' ProblemsThere exists, somewhere in the multiverse, a world filled with biomechanical beings. These beings are protected by the mighty heroes known as the Toa, each a living embodiment of an aspect of nature.
Our story does not take place on this planet.
Instead, this story takes place on a planet that, to look at it’s chief inhabitants, one would think they took the denizens of the first one and dropped them into a Saturday morning cartoon made for five year olds, which then promptly spat them out into an armoury meant for bending warriors from Asia, from which they stumbled groggily into an island-wide spider nest. This planet did not possess Toa to begin with, instead having to request them from other planets altogether, one each from a separate elemental world. Exploring the worlds these warriors originated from would doubtlessly be a much more interesting story, but we’ve all gotta make do with what we have.
We join these hero rip-offs ju
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Detailed Naruto OC templateThis is an original Naruto Next Generation Data sheet made by ZombieChocolate
Naruto wiki was used as sources to create this template.
You are allowed to use it for free, but only if you credit the maker of the template and don't delete this credit part. Thank you, and have fun c:
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Alias/Nicknames: -like her sister call him nee-san, or just a short version of his name
Epithets/titles: -like Akasuna no Sasori, or like Tsunade get called 'The Legendary Sucker'
Species: -mostly human i think, but your choice
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Some dos and donts of making a FNaF animatronic ocAdded species to look at and species to avoid using.... sorry if yours is there.
Before we start, these are my opinions on the common things I see on Ocs in this Fandom, emphasis on the word opinions if you don't agree that's fine, we shall agree to disagree
Before making a character for ANY franchise please at least look into the franchise, either though lets plays or walkthroughs or a wiki to get a feel for the story and the universe, please don't dive in blind.
There is normally a bit of a fuss about this silly naming rule that flies around i.e. giving your character a name that follows an alliteration Bonnie Bunny, Chica Chick. I myself am not fussed about this so called name rule. As long as the name makes sense (or is a clever pun) I.e. Magic the Unicorn, Rothschild the Giraffe, Barkley the dog, Roary the Lion, Mary the lamb. Or you have a decent reason as to why the name was changed to another (maybe as a subtle tribute to the staf
(SU) Gemsona TemplateGeneral Info:
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Tsimu Nests and RolesTsimu Nests and Roles
All Tsumi tend to live in groups called nests!
Nearly all nests live in elevated areas. The most common nest locations tend to be canopies and mountain-sides.
Nests can be built and inhabited in many different ways. Many of which include:
In groups of hanging homes along branches of canopies, Within a large family tree, Spread out through an entire forest, Carved within cliff-sides, Built onto mountain peaks
Because of limited resources and living spaces, nests tend to be small. (5-30)
However a few civilizations that inhabit entire forests/mountains do exist. These societies can contain up to 100+ Tsimu, although formation of these societies can be very difficult due to their mortal lifespans and natural distrust for those out of their original kin.
Common Nest Culture:
Unlike civilizations from the ground, their limited home grounds can't support too many Tsimu of the same nest. Therefor
Underfell [My Headcanons]So, I looked on the tumblr page. And yes, it's official, the interpretation of this AU is basically up to the person themselves. So I'm going to write down some head canons for each of the characters and give you my perspective of this AU. And before you call me out on anything I'm about to write, again I say, nothing is canon, so if there's something you don't agree with. Don't take it for face value. This is just how I see things and how I'm going to write it in my stories. I'm also taking a few ideas from the pictures I've seen, as well as adding a few of my own.
UF Toriel: Sweet on the outside, but when things go wrong she can go completely ballistic. She was kicked out of her kingdom by her husband when she tried to keep the First Fallen Human alive in their home. Having been banished into the ruins, she decided to ruin the monster's plan by keeping the humans with her. But instead of doing it out of protection for the humans, it was completely out of spite to