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Character Bio - Frez“When the ice melts, so too shall my life. Thats why I must defend it at all costs. You must never go near it. Ever, ok?”
Type of character: Sonic universe
Age: Unknown (has lived for millions of years)
Race/Specious: BobCat & dragon hybrid
Occupation: Alchemist Teacher - at Ice Cap College
Family and associates:
He has a single brother in volcano valley called Infer. In his collage along with countless numbers of teachers he has a good friend named Elizabeth, a assistant black coloured bat that keeps a watchful eye on students as he conducts his lessons. Normally she is hanging by the rooftop, keeping still in the darkness so no one see’s her. The students have come to believe that Frez see’s everything even when his eyes are closed as Elizabeth recalls every single misbehaviour or cheating on a notebook then later tells Frez.
He is by all means just a normal looking Bobcat for a sonic univ
WorkaholicWalking down the street Cynthia felt very out of place in the strange new world she had entered, after a lot of talking her friends had finally convinced her to have a few days off work so she could get her energy back. “Don’t think about work…” she kept telling herself as she fiddled with her reptilian fingers, it was a coping mechanism she had developed when she wasn't sowing.
Breaking her train of thought a voice spoke behind her “You're new here I gather?” She turned round to see what looked like a orange wolf.
“Ye… yes i’m new, came here on vacation to take a break.” she smiled happy to have someone to talk to.
“Vacation then, hmm, I have a idea, come with me theres someone i’d like you to meet.” If she had known any better she would of taken that as a instant warning, but his voice oddly made it easy for her to trust him. “Sure.. why not. Whats your name by the way?” she asked curiously.
Messing With TimeThe ancient scent of long forgotten books hit Joy Hunter like a tidal wave, a familiar smell she had grown fond of. It was one of the few places where the cram packed spaces of the library did not phase her in the slightest, mainly due to her mind being preoccupied with her searches for historical fiction, her most beloved genre of all. She loved to delve into the ‘could be’ and ‘what if’s’ of the past, and see just how different her world would be if certain key points of history did not happen due to an unforeseen force of events.
Dressed in a two piece black colored bikini the dark green Labrador's tail waved back and forth as she browsed through a vast collection, it took her five minutes but something suddenly caught her eye, a single book amongst the rest that seemed to call to her. Why it did was beyond her, she liked to open old books since they were normally the most interesting, but this one looked like a magazine, it was thin like a pencil and s
Origin of Ages -2-Tom stood straight, his ears flopped down and his pupils shrunk as fear wield up deep inside of him, an intense terror that to this day Tom had never experienced before. Behind the large ancient stone door, the bright light that had blinded him slowly faded. At first it seemed no one was there, just a deep pitch black tunnel beyond the doors. Then something stepped out, the being raised a hand to calm Tom down who stood shaking. He looked to be a young adult human, though despite his young appearance he wore a blend off old fashioned clothes that defied his own youths generation of style, yet despite that it seemed to suit him fine. His hair was dark blonde, and his eyes were blue. Other then that nothing sparked godly from the being. “Who, are you?” Tom asked in a shaky voice, he was still in shook.
“My name is Stephen... I summoned you for a reason Tom, things ... things have begun that I cannot stop but you can” He spoke softly, but his voice spoke clear.
Origin of AgesThe castle’s strong grey brick walls seemed almost silver in the brilliant light, as always Toon-Town always seemed to have the best of weather. Tom stood proudly on his balcony pondering over his creation, why he existed... He could never quite remember his past it was a blur to him. His mother and father, who were they, he tried to imagine them loving and caring, leading him to this moment in his life, Tom wielded the most powerful devise in viverra world. Spark, its name referring to a feeling one gets when they get a sudden, unexplainable, amazing idea. It was physically just a single piece of paper perhaps years old it had gone yellow with age but some kind of magic held it together. However Spark was only one part of its power and without its other it was nothing, Will, a gold pen with a phoenix’s feather, its name inspired by the determination of all living things. When Will wrote on Spark, the words would shine, glimmer and lift from the very pages, rising above whe
Masky X Reader LEMONNarrator P.O.V.
He watched you lying in bed asleep and grinned to himself, you were his next victim. He jumped inside your window and jumped at your alarm clock blasting ____ by ______. You whimpered and sat up, once you opened your big (e/c) eyes, he was behind you. You stood up in your short pajamas and stretched up and down, he stared at you and bit his lip under his mask.
This man you weren’t aware of, in your room at 3 AM. Why you woke up at 3 AM, he didn’t understand, he had always thought you woke up at 6 AM for school.
“What the hell?” he heard you say, “why is my alarm set for 3 AM?” you stood up and he got ready to move to the other side of your room when you walked forward to your dresser and bent over and grabbed your phone. He bit his lip harder and licked it, while watching you “Haha, look who’s awake at 3 AM, you have three hours until school, loser,” you said. He saw you roll your eyes in the mirror and you looked up
2P Canada X-Reader One Big Family CH.3Tuesday.
Since you were already late for school you descided to take it slowly and made your way trough your morning program in absolut peace. Everytime you thought about Matthew a little smile ran over your face. You some sort of like this boy, even though you didn't really know why. It wasn't like he was that nice to you, but then again, he was nicer to you than to anyone else. You washed your face and looked at youself in the mirror. You saw a young girl, sleepy eyes and messy hair. You started to brush it before you made your way downstairs to catch some breakfast.
Downstairs everyone was gone already. You liked the quitness and set down on the chair for some goor breakfast, still thinking about the blonde hairy guy. If you seriously liked it, could their be a possibility for the two of you? Even if he would actually like you, could you two be together? You smiled at that thought and almost threw the milk on the ground. You laughed about your own stupility and made yourself ready f
mephonadow:cheer leader 1
The night before the wedding , Sonic and his mother were in the living room to take a look at their photos: " Sonic , look ! These are some photos of me as a young girl ! " said Sonic's mom . " Really? Let me see! " Sonic said as he ran to her and sat next to her . " Look , this is me as a child at the time I was only 2 years old, and here I'm seven years old and I'm cycling for the first time , and here ..." a photo falls from the album and sonic sees it . " I'll get it " He picked it up and noticed that it was her as a cheer leader . " What is this ? " Sonic asked . " Oh ! It's just an old photo of mine ! Here I was in an audition for the cheerleading squad because my dream was to become a cheer leader , but before the performance I fell down the stairs and I broke my leg so I had to withdraw and I destroyed my dream … " She said sadly . " But , didn't you go back when you got better ? " Sonic asked . " No , because that was the last audition thro
America X Child!Reader RQIts has been a few years since I started to live with Alfred F. Jones - A.K.A America- and have became his little sister. I had to admit he is a bit energetic and lazy sometimes, and also kind of a wuss whenever me, Al, and Kiku - A.K.A Japan - watch horror movies. There's a few times when Arthur - A.K.A once again, England - tells me that Al is a bad influence on me and that I should be treated like a young lady with manners. Though I don't give a crap to what that Eyebrow-Caterpillar thinks.
Whenever I stay over at Elizabeta and Roderich's - who are Hungary and Austria - Elizabeta always teaches my how to cook and many other things that keep me occupied with entertainment and satisfaction. She says I'm a really good for someone my age for the first time by myself, heck, even Roderich respects and praises me for my cooking! And I thought he was a self-centred jerk. Guess I was wrong.
Since then cooking have became my most favourite hobby and I wanted to try cooking from different nati
Pray for French PolynesiaFrench Polynesia is an overseas collectivity of France.
It is located in the south Pacific half way between South America and Australia.
Its closest island neighbors are the Cook Islands to the Southwest and the Pitcairn Islands
to the southeast.
It is made up of 130 different islands which are split into six groups:
Society Islands (Includes Tahiti, Bora Bora, Mo'orea)
The population is over 260,000.
Papeetē is the capital and located on Tahiti.
Tahiti is the largest island and where 80% of the population lives.
Tahiti’s main exports are its black pearls
FAMOUS FRENCH POLYNESIANS
Vaitiare Hirson-Asars (b. 1964
Tarita Teriipia Third wife of Marlon Brando (b 1941),
Cheyenne Brando Daughter of Marlon Brando (1970–1995)
Tuki Brando Son of Cheyenne Brando (b 1990)
Hiro X Reader Chapter 1Soul Eater Hiro X Reader
“Ahahaha! My dear, ______,” Hiro says delightfully as he strolls past me.
“I’m not your dear,” I scoffed while leaning up against the wall. He ignores me and leans up against the wall with me.
“How are you doing today?” he pokes my nose and flips up my skirt.
I scream, “what the hell is wrong with you?!”
I begin to slap him but he catches my hand and leans into my face really closely, “think before you do that, you’re my weapon remember?”
None of the people around me could help me either, because I was his weapon and I was supposed to deal with it. I snatched my hand away from him and walk off to my next class. I enter the class and see the usual professor Stein about to dissect something with the top student in the school, Maka Albarn, trying to stop him from up in the seats. I go up to my seat and sit in the very back.
“Now class, this is a very endangered bird, only 3 of them left
~New Journey, Old Friends~ Dark Eclipse Chapter 2
I never thought the King of Elerassi would call me in to hunt someone down for him... I wonder what's so special about this person...
I walked into the thrown room and bowed before the king. "My lord, I am Damon, the Bounty Hunter you requested."
I heard the king make a 'tsh' sound. Was he not pleased with me? I just met the man...
I looked up at him. I watched him as he looked me over,which chilled me to the bone. This man... His heart was cold as stone, no question...
"...I need you to hunt down two people for me." The King said.
I raised an eyebrow. Normally, I have to hunt down one person, which led to me finding a gang of trouble makers... But two?
"And who might these to be?" I asked.
"My daughter and her kidnapper." The King said. "You see, there is a Wyvern who owns me quite a bit of money... He kidnapped my daughter last night. I'm guessing
Thomas/Railway Series memeSo, who’s your favourite engine on the show?
James the Red Engine
Which RWS story is your favourite? (One story, not the book)
A Close Shave
If you were an engine, what type of engine would you be?
I would be a red BR Standard Class 2 2-6-0 mixed traffic engine like my friends Alain and Ellie.
Would you be related to any of the engines on Sodor? (OCs can be included)
No but I would be best friends with James, Edward and Emily.
Which line would you like to work on?
The Peel Godred Branch Line and I wouldn’t mind going to help in the small engine transfer yards at Arlesdale.
Do you have a crush on any of the characters? If yes, why?
Well my friend Ellie but I think she only sees me as a friend.
Any characters you would have a friendly rivalry with? (OCs can be included)
No, but me and Alain do like to have small races from time to time.
How about enemies? (I hope not)
Leonard the evil diesel. He made me and my two friends get replaced by diesels on our old railway.
How did yo
Full Name: Yoo Minseok (유민석)
Nickname: Dance Machine, Baby Minseok(because he is the youngest from the group)
Age: 17-18 years old
Birthday: November 17th
Birthplace: Seoul(서울), South Korea
Zodiac sign: Scorpio
Blood type: O
Height: 177-179 cm
Weight: 62 kg
School: Sehyun Art High School
Personality: Sometimes cold, sometimes funny, Stubborn, Determined, Independent, Agressive, Violent, Mysterious, Hardworking, Smart, Hot-headed, Easy to make him angry, Sometimes quiet or childish, Jealous type, Sarcastic, but he can be really cute if he wants to.
Hobbies: Dancing, again Dancing, practising, singing, writing songs, playing basketball.
Talent: B-boying skills, writing and composing songs by himself.
Singing skills: - 10/10 - He has a
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
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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