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The three little pigs, the true story.Along time ago in a place now known as Toon-Town. There lived three little pigs in a open land, the pigs names were, Burt,Burp and Biddle. They were rude, mean, and just plain awful. Everyday they would leave their houses and go search for mischief. The land they lived on was quite large with plenty of fresh rivers around, so many others houses were dotted about living independently of each-over.
One such house belonged to a wolf named Joshua, he was a strange looking wolf, with a long snout, orange fur and a yellow underbelly, it was hard not to miss him. “Hey check out that house over their, wanna steal from it?” Burt said with a sinister gleam.
Burp and Biddle nodded, the same smirk spreading across their faces as they approached it.
Joshua was happy, he starred with aura at the view he had from his front porch, a brilliant sea, it sparkled as the mid day sun rays reflected of its clean surface, shimmering this way and that. Then he heard something, a loud burp came from
Land of the DeadThe barren black tree’s roots stretch out covering most of the roads path, it is just a single stretch of road, only one mile long. The clouds around it, are a kind of its own to the rest of the world. It is the land of the dead. Hear them wail, hear them scream. For this deserted land is the final resting place, for those slain in the battle of Yisamag.
Do not pause, do not stop. Do not look around, close your eyes, and plug your ears. For all it takes is only a single look, or a single whisper of your name, and you will be challenged by something nearly impossible. For the spirits like to take the form of you, they learn from you and take on a physical replica of you. If you hear them call your name, or if you look into the eyes of one that looks like you, you will be asked a question about yourself. A question that you may not know the answer to. You see, when they take your form they knew everything, including things you may have forgotten in the past.
If you answer corr
Tell them While there still young!A piece written by Sonic-Interface named ‘Truth or Flattery’ got me thinking. I realised that pure kindness is perhaps the most horrible fate for any person to be submerged in. The most famous people of this earth, lets face it, have many sad and gruelling tales of their childhood I do believe. Some aren't of course nothing is ever absolute but fame does seem to favour those who have lived a horrible life style.
The point i’m trying to get across here is basically that Sonic-interface’s theory is most definitely correct to me, and I think that kind of criticism be also be implemented on children nursery year.
Now you might think this is harsh, but let me tell you a story that I think accounts for all young people. “When I grow up, i’m going to be a rocket scientist and save the world.” Was what I said when I was a kid all the time, and through my entire school year and nursery years. The teachers would say “Yes go for it!” Yet my sc
Unnamed Text Based Adventure Game RulesSo your quest begins in the dangerous world of Farixio, you can be one of three heroes, choose wisely. Each has their own story. The name of your hero is up to you.
You are a fat and rounded monk, who specialises in incredibly powerful holy powers, you also have good defence due to a magic cloak. However you have a serious weakness in speed and stamina due to your nasty eating habits.
Your an outsider to other priests, rejected after allowing a thief to drink holy water in your church. Unlike many you do not follow the sacred book to the letter, you use it as a guide and sometimes even disagree with its teachings. You do this as you strongly believe some pages are forged by others as a way of gaining power over the masses. Your only goal is to try and teach the hateful world to love itself and its people.
Base Status (stats)
Starting Zagats: 200
Inventory space: 40 spaces, its handy having that large bag.
Untitled (1)The girl starred curiously at the purple glow outside, eyes filled with an inexperienced curiosity, the kind only seen in the innocence of children. “Grandpa, what’s that outside?” She asked. The old man smiled and shuffled to the window, just as the glow faded he managed to catch a glimpse.
“Abigail, you must be seeing things nothings out there but fog.” he chuckled with a old musty voice.
“But!” she protested “I saw something I swear, it was bright purple, and glowing.” he shook his head but still kept his pleasant smile.
“Nonsense! , now of to bed with you, its past your bedtime.” Abigail frowned and looked outside again “I’m not sleepy though!”
He sighed deeply, then looked out with her, the fog appeared to becoming unnaturally thick. It moved like a snake, slowly slivering down from the mountains on the east side it engulfed their tiny village as if prey. The only people outside now were guards, wa
FreedomMany dream about complete freedom, but freedom is scary.
Yes theres no one to tell you what to do anymore! You are free to do all you please, you can do that one thing you always wanted to do. You don’t have to go to any parties, you don’t have to go to school, you don’t have to arrive at work you can just go where you want, when you want, and enjoy yourself.
So you do that, then you notice, after you break that routine of going to work and then getting back home, you start to go to the same place with your friends, you try different beers and tell different stories but eventually, things will change. It will become dull, so you try something new right? The weird thing is, you probably won’t. You see, humans don’t like change, and leaving your buds to go do something new is likely going to hurt someones feelings and since theres one telling you what to do when you want to change something only you are responsible not your job, not your wife. You can’
The strange soundA man's car breaks down next to a ancient building, living in said building were monks. They helped the man, as he had no where to go he was allowed to sleep there, they even agreed to fix his car.
During the night, he heard all kinds of sounds coming from a single room, the next night he asked them what the sound was and their reply was “I can’t tell you, you are not a monk.”
So in response the man decided he would become a monk, and went through many years of training, till he was officially able to find out what the sound was!
One of the monks, lead him to a wooden door. He took a wooden key and opened it, inside was a iron door, he took out a iron key and opened it. Inside was Ruby door, he took out a ruby key and opened it. Inside that door was a emerald door, so he took out a emerald key and opened that door too. Then there was the final door, the door that would finally reveal the source of the sound. The monk and the man looked upon the last door, it was a bri
The story of a deviant -Blind Trade-SonicInterface, or Sonic for short, was the name of a story writer found on a site called DevientArt. This Homosapiensapien is a real person, the description of said person will be fictional. Right lets see… Sonic was a big fat, no i’m kidding, Sonic was of average build, leaning slightly on the skinny side. His hair was a chestnut colour, and he had dark green eyes. In general, Sonic’s appearance was as average-joe as you could go for a story. I would add some amazing super powers, but I feel that would be pushing this fictional description… just a little too much.
Anyway, lets start this story before I bore you all half to death, along time ago in a galaxy far far away, on a thursday night, Sonic was on his computer, or… laptop (I DON’T KNOW O’K, lets just say its a computer because computers are pimp!) While on his computer, he was doing his daily check on notes, which is the equivalency of emails. Just as he thought he had answered al
Just Brian..The match was tense, pitching was Lizzie, Batting was Abbie. A shrunken down Sophie set as backstop, first base was Tom, second was Clair, and third was Blinkie.
All in all, the wait was what really caused the mood to be so tense, Abbie was determined to beat Lizzie’s high score of thirty runs not out and she only had one more run to go to win. Their eyes were locked in a seemingly eternal stone hard gaze, un flinching as they tried to figure out each over’s tactics purely from facial expressions. Then, Lizzie took a pose, her arm stretching right back for a special kind of throw, one that Abbie know well. This kind of throw was her famous speeding bullet, to blink now would be mean certain doom. The ball zoomed across the pitch, picking up dust as the low ball made its way to Abbie. “Hi.” Brian was able to say, moving right in front of Abbie as she began to swing, With a powerful strike the panther was sent into the sky like a rocket.
For the most part, Brian f
My Little Profiles: Clever Wits
Supporting Character of My Little Pony: The Future is Magic
Name: Clever Wits
Age: Most Likely in his 30's
Species: Earth Pony
Height: About the same as most other ponies
Eye Color: Brownish-orange
Coat Color: Grey
Mane Color: Light and Sandy Brown
Cutie Mark: Roll of Duct Tape
Current Status: Secret Agent for an Unnamed Agency
Friends: Daring Do
Abilities: High Intelligence, Can use the simplest items found around him to form a solution to any problem he may be in.
Other Details: Years ago, before A.K. Yearling became an author and Daring Do, Clever Wits was but a pony of nature who met Yearling on one of his little expeditions. Together they became friends, and soon had to face off against their greatest foe at tha
My Little Profiles: Charade
The Secondary Antagonist of My Little Pony: The Future is Magic
Ages: Most Likely 30's
Height: About the same as most other stallions, but slightly taller
Eye Colors: Light Blue
Coat Colors: Grey
Mane Colors: Light Purple
Cutie Marks: Masks of Comedy and Tragedy
Current Status: Wanted Jewel Thief
Allies: None Known
Enemies: Clever Wits, Daring Do
Personality: Cruel and Manipulative. Patient, but sometimes easy to anger.
Abilities: Master of Magical Disguises, Master of Thievery.
Other Details: Charade was a pony who loved to pretend and act as a young colt. How he turned into a criminal from there is unknown. This stallion has never been caught and enjoys putting on a show for his enemies.
Draw this for me?
Hey everyone! I was wondering if there was anyone out there who could draw an amazing picture of my Original Creepypasta up above! Her name is "Dolly" but her full name is "Oopsie Daisy Dolly". She has a doll that looks exactly like her, her weapons are needle and thread, a kitchen knife, and an X-Acto knife. I also finished her story. Eventually I will be finishing the more detailed version of her story. More blood, flows more etc. I'm super excited!
Here's her link: http://sweeneytoddst.deviantart.com/art/Creepypasta-Oopsie-Daisy-Dolly-481440235
Read her story if you'd like to know more about her. If you do draw her then send me the link through a note! I'd love to see it! Do fanart if you must!
I really want Dolly to get noticed! So, if you can maybe you can tell your friends to find the story here on DA or on creepypasta.wikia.com
Thank you everyone! I hope to see some of your guys versions of her!
My Little Profiles: Scorpan
Supporting character of MLP: Short Cross Stories, Short Cross Stories 2, and MLP: The Future Frontier Stories
Age: Over 1,000 years old
Height: Larger than most ponies
Family: Tirek (Brother), Grogar (Possible Brother)
current status: In a faraway land away from Equestria
Allies: Princess Twilight Sparkle, Princess Celestia, Princess cadence, Princess Luna, Prince Astrowolf, Applejuice, Applejack, Big Macintosh, Fluttershy, Blaine, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Star Bolt, Pinkie Pie, Afro, Spike, etc.
Enemies: Tirek, Grogar
Description: Brown and Gray fur , Sharp fangs, long tail and massive wings.
Powers: Magic, Great Strength, Strong Wing power, High pitched screech
Weakness: Unknown for now
Other details: Scorpan was once partners with Tirek when they were going to steal magic but After he learn the ways of friendship towards other ponies, He went back to tell his brother to abandon their plans but Tirek however re
OD - Filled Written Bio: Rheaxts
Name: Rheaxts Ruxof
Nickname(s): Rhe, Rhea, the Gardener, Chicky, etc.
Preferred Name(s): Anything goes; just nothing rude!
D.O.B.: April 4th
Star Sign: Aries
Blood Type: A-
Height: 5'0" (152 cm)
Weight: 112 lbs (50.8 kg)
Hair Color/Style: Blonde; It has been stylized into a bob.
Eye Color: Green
Skin Tone: Caucasian
Body Type/Build: Lithe build--her body is small but she has been training.
Misc. Appearance Details: Rheaxts has a very youthful look, and appears much younger than her actual age.
Style: Rheaxts usually likes to follow comfort more than anything else, unlike
My little Profiles: Grogar
One of the main antagonists of MLP:Short Cross Stories 2
Titles: The Aspect of Darkness/Emperor of Tambelon
Age: over 1,000 years old
Species: Demon Ram
Height: larger than most ponies
Alignment: Pure Chaotic Evil
Current Status: Sealed on the island of Tambelon
Allies: Goat army, Yonder (Former Witch doctor of the mule deer tribe), Talc (Former leader of the brown bear tribe), cyclops army, Quartz (Traitor of the elk tribe) other characters will come soon plus grogar's pet.
Enemies: Prince Astrowolf, Scorpan, Princess Twilight Sparkle, Applejuice, Applejack, Big Macintosh, Fluttershy, Blaine, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Star Bolt, Pinkie Pie, Afro, Spike, etc.
Description: Dark blue coat, dark red eyes, wears a bell around his neck which helps channel his powers, indestructible horns
Powers: Wields dark magic, charging and shield abilities, Demonic Magic
Weaknesses: The Power Of the Light, The ancient bell of Tambelon, The Sword of Light, The Mega El
Let's All Go To Freddy's Wormy! :) PT 1"WORMY I'M HOME!!!"I yelled dropping my puke bag in the trash and ran to my room.
"LEILA DON'T RUN!!!"I heard alex yell at me as I ran up the stairs
"YOUR NOT MY DAD!"I yelled,but of course I tripped on the stairs. 'ow' I thought.I felt someone lift me and I looked up to see Ben supporting me.I smiled then ran to my room and lifted wormy who lay asleep on my bed
"HEY!" he sqeaked
"leila whats wrong"he sighed
"nofin just got a deadly disorder that could kill me "I said
"awesome" he replies with a smile
" OH I KNOW!!!"I suddenly yelled
"Lets call up my bro's and...Lets all go to Freddy's Wormy " I said
He protested,knowing I could get hurt.He didn't care really,but I was like his trophy and a hard to earn one to!
I called Skylar,Kitten,Rose,Mileena,Cass,Acelynn,And I told ben we were going.He invited his freinds jake Fred and Gary
We snuck past alex and ran to the shut down pizzeria.Skylar was first there,she brought arien,and I was glad.Arien is like
the Rebellion!!! RD's storyLadies and gentle men turn the lights down low and shut ur faces for i am going rap u in a cosy story about the one and only RainbowDawn, the first chapter is her childhood, so enjoy ^^
In a world where everything was perfect, no crimes, no destruction with out a reason, and no color...nothing. A rare wolf species known as RainCryLexs (RCLs) have a long history with this "perfect" society. A little girl named RainbowDawn was this towns destruction...when RD was a child her family abandoned her, left her to die in this "perfect" world on the streets with nothing but her childhood stuffed animal pillow pet cow, named Bill. when she would walk around the streets trying to find food or a home people would throw cans and stuff at her, hurting her and calling her names, but the word "different" she was called the most, but she never knew what that meant 'cause she was so youn
SE charas as catsSoul and Kid:
(Soul: Let's do it kid! Kid: Oh yeah! Both: Okey! 3..2..1... HEY LOOK WE'RE TWO KITTYS AND WE'RE CUUTEE!):
(Patty: A hand! I'll catch it! I'll catch it!!))
(Liz:A TOAST!! OH MAAAH GOOOOD!" )
(Kid: LOOK AT ME! I'M CUTE!)
(Blacky: I NEED TO CATCH THE RED POINT!! F*CK YEAH!)
(Tsubaki: I love you :33)
(Maka: Sooo many mangas!! WHAT DA HEEEELL?!)
(Soul: I'm da master of cillin biatch!)
Kid when you tell him his hair is asymmetrical:
(Kid: You... hurt... my... feelings... *sniff*)
Ella the pony
species/Race: MLP pony
Current Residence: EverFree Forest
Age: 900 billion years old.
Appearance: slim build, has a stubby nose and a sun flower cutie mark. She also has long legs and deep green eyes.
Her most notable feature is her hair that appears not solid and more like a mist, it glows in the dark in the shade of pinkish purple. Her hair is long and reaches down to her knees when on all fours.
Personality: Very shy and very caring, especially since she looks after those that others hate and fear, she tries very hard to keep her dangerous flock of animals and monsters well behaved.
Abilities: despite shyness she is very athletic and fit, her reflexes, strength, speed and jump are beyond normal in skill of any earth pony. Her hair also has a mystical magic of its own that makes all that are near by it feel safe and secure.
History: She was born from nature, woven literally from magical vines from beneath the earth and brought to life with the magic of ever
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