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EBC Udi: First Day at The Job!-Udi-
The pale-coloured cat was stretched out on a rock, the day was warm, and the sun shined down brightly. But there was a nice cool gently breeze that blew in from the east. He looked around the quiet camp, his ear's perked up. He was still getting used to the life of the clan, he had no friends yet. But he hoped that would change today, he had spent most of his life with his mother, or by himself. So it was nice to see cats who cared about each other...Even die for each other.
If Shona was correct, and half of the time she wasn't, another feline was making their way towards her hideout. Well alright, she wouldn't specifically call it a hideout, but the tree she occupied was good enough for the Gladiator to catch a few rays of sun before the clouds decided to play a cruel joke on her. She had a good view of the camp from above, and that was all that mattered to her and her Empire-mates who counted on her warning, if that time ever appeared.
Baring her teeth in
No Place Here No Place Here
Bring me to my knee’s
For I have no righteousness
All I have,
Is but filthy rags
My Lord, My Lord!
Pride has no place here
My King, My King!
Hate has no hold here
For you have every right to hate
And yet you hold your justice back
My Savior, My Savior!
Desire has no right here
My God, My God!
Temptation has no stand here.
My Father, My Father!
Has no place here
Before your throne.
And yet that’s all I have Lord,
All I bring to you,
Why do I think I can do this without you?
Why do I think I have it all under control?
And yet when my life falls apart, I wonder why.
Humble me Lord,
For before your throne
I realize my need.
Humble me King.
Because at your cross
I realize my sins.
Bring me to my knee’s
For I have no righteousness
All I have,
Is but filthy rags.
How Dare I Lord?
Spit in your face with lies,
For what I don’t want to do,
Night-Time EscapeThe night was slowly approaching, Moteka watched as the light slowly faded closer to her window as the sun went down. She was laying on her bed with her lower jaw on her hard uncomfortable pillow, her clouded leopard plushie was under one of her arms. She always kept it with her, nice and close, at least Ahuva didn’t leave her behind – she had named her plushie a long time ago but never told anyone that. They’d just roll their eyes and ignore her like they always did…
Her long striped tail threw the cover’s off a her, she sat up in her pajama’s. She wasn’t tired; it was only 7:30 PM, who went to bed that early anyways? Besides, there was a whole new world to explore out there! She wouldn’t let anyone keep her locked up like this.
The Yol climbed out of her bed and changed into her sweat pants and T-shirt, putting on an old green-coloured hoddie she had in her backpack. Picking up her pack she put her small arm’s through the
Not Dead Yet (CP2)Why me? Why now? What am I? Monster? Machine? Or Human? The pain…It hurts…It hurts…Humans feel pain don’t they? Don’t they? Someone help me…
Agent Nebraska woke up screaming, he leaped up and slammed his fist into the closest tree. Sweat pouring down his face, he felt out of breath and panted loudly the air was so cold he could see the steam from his panting.
“N-Nebraska?” Asked a shy worried female voice, she was so innocence….She didn’t deserve this, no one did, no human deserved this.
That stupid b**tard…She’s a child a freaken child. Pathetic. He thought to himself clenching his fists. He was so caught up in his feelings and thoughts he forgot about the female voice.
“Justin…” She said fear crept into her voice, it was hidden though but he heard the wavering under her normal steel-calm emotionless voice. It was just a mask though, one she ‘wore’ to
Not Dead YetThe sound of gunfire and screaming filled his ears as he tightly pulled on the trigger on the rifle. His hands shook, not with fear – but excitement and adrenaline, he felt sweat pouring down his face underneath the blue visor of his helmet. He fired another burst at the insurrectionist who ran at his flank, the three shots tore a hole in the man’s chest and he fell down dead.
Then Agent Nebraska opened up his COM’s.
“Agent Hawaii how you doing over there?” he asked, looking around the muddy, wet, miserable, clearing they’d gotten themselves stuck in. Bodies littered the ground, and blood mixed with the wet mud and turned it a dirty maroon. Pools of water were everywhere and dead tree’s laid over on their sides. He looked over his right shoulder at the large oak a few yards away, where he had last saw the small Freelancer. But she no longer was there.
“Zireena?” He asked over the COM’s again, a edge of concern in
I Am FoundGo ahead and call me what you wish,
Go ahead and change my name to what you desire.
Go ahead and throw your lies,
Go ahead, and hit me, with your best shot.
But remember this,
Nothing you do to me, or call me can be any worse, then what He has called me.
Nothing can be more shameful
Nothing can be more disgraceful
Then being called a Sinner, by the creator of the universe.
But, I am not ashamed,
Nor am I guilty
Nor am I burdened, with the truth of what I was.
Because what I was, I am no more, and what I am now, I will never be again.
I am a warrior of God,
I am no longer a sinner
I am no longer lost
I am no longer broken
I am something new….
I am, redeemed.
I am free,
I am shameless.
I am found,
So say what you will.
But I will, never.
Stop giving the hope of the gospel to anyone I see.
So don’t pray for me, pray for them
Pray for the ones who are not saved.
For I live to give them the hope of the Gospel
Pieces ~ Part two - A Robot in Disguise“Look we can talk about this okay? Just relax….” Nebraska said raising his hands and trying to look harmless as he could….
“Move your stupid a** but over to the wall or she DIES!” The Female innie growled, Nebraska was getting the idea this wasn’t going to work.
“Alright I’m moving I’m moving….” He said, all the while scanning everything around him struggling to come up with idea’s.
She’s panicked….Fog minded, which gives me an advantage as I’m calm. But I also means she might very well shoot Me or West without thinking….I told West to tell the dierector she’s pregnant she shouldn’t be out here but she’s so stubborn….Why can’t she see logic? Or is there some other reason she refuses to tell him? No! Back on track! We need a way out…. Nebraska’s thoughts were cut off as blackness filled his mind, the Innie had ta
Lover or A Fighter - MemeTaken from: AuroraBlix, Here: http://zeela-winters.deviantart.com/art/Lover-or-Fighter-Meme-364531006
1. Your OC can't touch the interviewer for whatever reason you choose. (West will not like that….)
2. You may use multiple OCs but it was created with the idea of one OC.
3. This was created for those who have killed. If they haven't killed, get out. (Well duh.)
4. Made to test the reactions of OCs. (Oh boy xD)
6. IT IS COMPULSORY TO POST THESE RULES. (OKAY WHAT THE HECK DOES COMPULSORY MEAN THEN?)
Agent West Virginia -
1. "Hey, what's your name?"
West: Rook, who’s asking?
2. "How old are you?"
West:……… 25… *Grumbles*
33 " And your gender?"
West: Your kidding me? Female, Duh!!
Pieces ~ Part one - Bad Luck NebieNebraska sighed as he glanced over at his partner for the mission, Agent West Virginia. Bullets flying over their heads, Nebraska’s robotic hand clenched around his rifle. “West can you flank them?” He asked, “Who put you in charge exactly?” West questioned
. Nebraska responded in a emotionless voice “Logic Ma’am, if you flank while I keep them pinned down you can throw a grenade and take them out.” He said.
West paused, then responded, “Very well.”
Nebraska pushed himself up getting his legs up and over the wall as the next hail of bullets came his way, he ran and slammed his shoulder into the next column with a loud thump. As the metal of his armour hit cement. He took a quick second glace around for the White armour of West, and spotted her 40 yards away hiding behind the factory crate. He glanced back towards the Rebels in modified ODST armour. He slid around the column s
If I Only Could Castiel x Angel!Reader
Her cries and screams were muffled by the gag that once held chloroform. Her head was banging from the loss of hydration , the foul taste of blood mixed with metal. Her short, black dress was ripped to shreds, the ladders in her tights scattered, dry with blood.The hunter kept on teasing and running the blade softly across her neck. He then made a thick cut across her neck, she couldn't hold back her essence anymore. Her grace seeped out of her cuts and the despicable man let the sparkling blue liquid drip into a flask. Her eyes clenched close and she tried to pull her body out of the leather straps.
"Y'know, this'd all wouldn't of happened if you just told me where little Cassy was but you had to play the hero. Mighty ____, the guardian of heaven- but oh wait? This little angel is poisoned with guilt and betrayal of her brothers, who's so saint now?" He spat and teased, walking around her as she scream in pain, the gag f
The Fantastic Four No MoreFour Freedoms Plaza
Susan Storm Richards awoke from her sleep at 8 in the morning, and looked at the empty bed beside her. As had happened on more mornings than she cared to count, her husband was no longer beside her. Sue muttered almost glumly, "Well, as usual, Reed is off in his lab. Sometimes I wonder just who he is married to, the lab, or me!"
Before she could collect her thoughts any further, or call to check on Reed, Sue heard the robotic receptionist Roberta calling her. "Miss Susan, some guests are here to see you; Miss Black Cat is one of them." Sue tore off her nightgown, and quickly put on a white pullover blouse and a pair of jeans. She slipped her Reebok walking shoes on and laced them up quickly; Sue didn't have time for makeup, but she did stop briefly at her mirror to brush her hair. She then took the elevator down to ground level, and went to the front door to see her guests. When Sue opened the door, she found two women dressed in cats
His amber eyes were a comforting sight for her, Silent lay curled in his large lap, her small form pressed close to him as her eyes drifted to close. Now and then she’d nod off but soon jerk awake.
Sleep Izadel, your tired you need to sleep. Shepherd whispered in her ears, kissing the tip of them softly a large hand rubbing her back.
I-I’m scared Emil, i can’t sleep, if I do I might not wake up the same…Her words trailed off unsure how to tell him. The last time she shattered she managed to avoid him, he hadn’t been happy to find her amidst the hung bodies half awake. But Shepherd was so gentle with her… surely he’d be able to fix her..? Strong arms lifted her up to his chest and he laid down, cradling her to his chest and gently kneading her back. A small smile lit her face as she gazed at her 7ft tall love, he smiled back planting a soft kiss on her head. Warm she began to drift to sleep
Stolen Treasure: Part 2Stolen Treasure
Part 2: Stolen or Saved?
Warning: M/M, Light Tcest.
Characters(Main): Michelangelo, Raphael, Usagi, Leonardo.
Pairing: Usagi/Michelangelo, Leonardo/Michelangelo.
“Let me go!” Michelangelo shrieked as Leonardo carried him over his shoulder. Leo merely hummed, tuning out Mikey’s yelling and screaming. Donatello smirked as he counted the gold and money they had stolen. They passed any people as they walked along the path through the woods, but no one tried to stop them. Mikey closed his eyes as he wiped a few tears away, it didn’t not go unnoticed by Donnie.
“Perhaps we should rest of a while, brother,” Donnie offered as he put their gold and money back into his pocket. Leo turned and looked down at his little brother before nodding softly. Walking over to a nearby shade tree, Leo dropped Mikey down on his butt. Mikey hissed and pouted as he looked away from the much la
New LeadershipGuardian HQ
It had been an eventful past few months for The Guardians and the city of Angel Falls. Tonight was an all-hands meeting. Everyone was to attend: Active, Reserve (public and private), and support. As well as the Young Guardians and even the Gudari showed up. The meeting covered the past few months events, Hypercon, reports, and finally: The election of Mindy and the impact it would mean on the Guardians.
“So, as you are all aware. Our very own Mindy Marvel is to become the new Mayor of Angel Falls.” Gen. Bardak stated, and then the sound of clapping and whistles soon followed. The General then motioned with his hand to claim everyone down.” This also creates an issue: Mindy will be busy with her duties as mayor and the return of Thunderbird still questionable. The leadership of this group has suffered due to it. So in order to lighter the workload of myself and the rest of our team leaders, we will be introducing a new member tonight that will b
Five nights at freddys changeThe curtains start to role up and the kids cheer with excitement, waiting to see freddy’s band, but what they saw is not what they expected. Many of the kids screamed, a few cried, most ran to their parents and the parents themselves had looks of horror on their faces. Freddy stays silent, he had been broken also but not as much as the others were. The workers rushed towards the stage but stopped.
“ h-h-h-h-hey kids…. I’m sorry-y-y you had to see-e-e-e us like thi-ii-s…. heheheheh….. I kno-o-o-w I’m not the prett-t-test one with my face tor-r-rn off…………………… “ she remains slight for a few seconds “ ple-e-ease…. Do-o-o-nt forget me-e……. You kid-s-s-s won’t-t-t righ-h-ht…? pleas-s-s-e donn-n-t…….” sparks fly from bonnie and her body slumps to the floor, not saying anything.
More kids start to cry and the workers just sta
Arbok and Vanilla II (Vore update)Arbok and Vanilla II (Vore)
NOTES: It’s been a whole year since I made something like this. I think it is, but anyway, here’s a sequel for Arbok and Vanilla. For those who randomly come across here, please note that this story contains vore. Negative comments are blocked without warning. Hope you guys enjoy. (Updated scene, I forgot to add something in this story that I wanted to do for a long time. Sorry to notify you guys. It's just a little cute scene while Arbok is squeezing the kitten within her coils. :3)
We begin the story with a close-up shot of a piece of branch. A white paw steps on it and we’re in the forest as we go into a wide angle shot of the trail. We revealed that there is a white kitten with silver hair is exploring the area all alone. Eventually, he comes across a mansion not so far from here. We examine the front entrance of the place but the kitten approaches closer in front of it. He tilts his head to the side with a curious expression int
Stranger: The VanquisherSlowly the masked woman slid against the wall silently to her target, eyes narrowed in concentration, shadows playing trick on her mask, making it seem either silly or evil. Her greasy pink hair hung in strands after days of not washing. This proxy had taken a while to hunt and the woman hadn't the time to wash, it bothered her, the target might have a higher sense of smell. Around the corner the sound of flesh tearing was heard and the quiet wail of a child. God this was going to be bad. Adjusting her grey turtle neck the woman then gripped her sword, slipping off the wooden blade revealing a glinting iron blade beneath. The holy blade glinted, insignia's of an ancient language carved into its blade.
“Paralysis.” The woman muttered, the blade glowed a faint purple “smooth.”
This time a shimmer added, she swallowed and spun around the corner. A small girl stood over her victim, from her back a large black demon loomed, its huge claws dripping crimson as it tore
Fullmetal Kingdom ~ Chapter 107
Chapter 107: Opposite Armor Attacks
"Almost there…just a bit further Bradley and I'll take you and the rest of them to Hell." Isaac said as his Ice wall came further to Central HQ.
Isaac however failed to notice the approaching Elric Brothers; Edward surprised the Freezer with a kick to the back!
Isaac staggered to his feet and saw Edward standing before him! Then he noticed the younger brother, Alphonse jump behind Ed.
"Damn…DAMN…DAMN YOU, BRATS! Can't you take the hint and beat it!" Isaac asked. Ed replied, "Wait your turn pal, we'll beat it pretty soon. First we'll kick it, stomp it, shove it in Ice with the rest of the snow and THEN we'll beat it." Isaac gripped his fists and said, "This was the same…like when we met in East City. You were so cocky, and you beat me by luck. Your bodyguard was just like you, chasing after me, intending to arrest me, believing what only he could see with his own two eyes. The two of you NEVER saw why the act would justi
You Think You know Fear~ShadowWhisperYou Think You Know Fear
"Oh you think you know fear?" ShadowWhisper whispered into the young decepticon's ear. "You think your everything, you think your evil, you think you know how to make any bot brake. But you don't…You know…NOTHING. Nothing! Little Bot, your are pathetic!" He growled the words slow and clear, as piercing as ice. The decepticon bot squirmed and struggled in Shadow Whisper's grip. But the autobot had him pinned, and his extra strength didn't help the bot, the decepticon's name was SharpEdge. Shadow Whisper, or Shadow for short grinned showing blood covered teeth, as he pressed his claws harder against SharpEdge's neck. SharpEdge looked nervous, "I thought you were an Autobot…" He said "You guys don't kill…U-Unless you have to. I surrendered! " His voice was high, Shadow was covered in bot blood, his visor came closer to SharpEdge. As he whispered in his ear "I'm not an autobot you fool…I was like you…Like your kind… A decepticon…Do you know what they did
Blood BrothersBrookie always holds my hand when we cross the street. She's never given a reason for it, she just does it. It's become this unspoken rule with us that whenever we cross the street together, she slips her hand in mine and I lace my fingers through hers and we walk hand-in-hand until we reach the other side and she drops her hand and we both wipe our palms on our jeans. Brookie's a little scared of crossing the street. Her poppa died in a car crash when we were six. He was a pedestrian. She's never gotten over it.
Brookie is my best friend going on sixteen years now, which is pretty impressive considering we're both sixteen. We don't have some cute little story about how we were born in the same hospital on the same day or about how our mothers were best friends long before they were pregnant with us and somehow passed on that bond while we were still in utero. No, Brookie and I met the same way ever
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