The Costume Competition - p2
I eventually awaken to the sight of my darkened bedroom. The curtains are open a crack, and faint moonlight spills through the gap. Wait, moonlight? The sun’s set already?! I sit up, duvet still rapped around me to protect me from the cold of my apartment. That’s one problem with this apartment; a lack of double glazing windows and student income means in the evenings, and the central heating is turned off to save money, it can get very cold very quickly. Does that mean I’ve slept all the way through the afternoon? I glance at my alarm clock; display reading 19:05. I’ve slept for 5 hours?! Dammit! I lie back on the bed, rubbing my eyes to rid them of sleep. I might as well get myself something to eat, I think with a sigh, pulling myself back up into a sitting position. My body protests, wanting only for me to fall back asleep, despite the 5 hours of rest I’ve already had. Why am I so tired? I wonder; I could quite easily
The Costume Competition - p1
I stare at the box before me, anticipation flowing through my veins, making it a challenge to even stand still. I’ve been waiting for this package for nearly two months; and now, the night before Halloween, it finally arrives. Seriously, I’d been wondering whether it’d get here on time for the costume party tomorrow, or if I’d just spent $300 on something that I wouldn’t be able to wear for another year. I’ve really wanted to go to this costume party, partly because everyone I know is going to be there, and secondly because there is a big costume competition; whoever has the best costume receives $500! That’s not something to be ignored. The party is being held at some rich girl’s house on the opposite side of town; I don’t really know her myself, but she’s inviting everyone who goes to the same college as her. That includes me, as well as about 800 or so other people if they choose to. However, now the costume’s here, I
Queen of TF: Bat vs. Cats (Batgirl Bat TF)Makatsa laughed, the screens flickering of her sharp fangs as her mouth twisted into a cruel smile. The defeat and subsequent transformation of Ruby Rose had lifted her spirits, her plans set back on track. The headstrong huntress had fallen into line more quickly than expected without Psyklaw's mental manipulations to back them up. She had joined the Hylian Princess in the north of the island to harass the knight, drawing her closer into Makatsa's trap. She had sent Storm and Korra to ensure that the Bounty Hunter remained grounded, cut off from her ship, and dispatched a newly stabilized Regina to distract Tifa Lockhart. Newly confident in her minions, she turned her attention to her most pressing issue, a troubling alliance that had formed despite her best efforts. She mused at the unexpected cooperation between the group. A vigilante crime fighter, a jewel thief and a demon-slayer from Feudal Japan. What an odd combination.
Queen of TF Round 8: Wonder Woman Cheetah TFThe sound of metal scraping against concrete echoed across the cavernous room as Diana pressed her shoulder against the heavy door, wincing at the pain of her wounds. When enough space had been cleared, she slipped inside, her eyes adjusting to the dim light filtering into the room in broken shafts through the holes in the roof and walls. Her hand gripped her sword tightly as she scanned the room, her Amazon training leading her to search for ambushes and traps. The room itself was cluttered in rubble and makeshift barriers, the remains of what Diana surmised had been a mess hall at one point. She took a few steps in, her footprints kicking up swirling puffs of dust that danced around her feet in the golden light. Many of the tables and chairs had been flipped, stacked up in a makeshift barricade facing the door she had entered through. Even if she had not been versed in combat, the flow of the battle could not have been clearer. The defenders,
Horse Summer, Horse Colt TFMason, a ten-year-old boy, enters the family Barn house. once inside, he lets out a gentle whistle, calling for his special friend. Hearing the whistle, Neela the Brown horse walked over and nuzzled against him. "Good Morning, Neela, how you feeling?" Mason Asked, aware he can understand animals. She gave a whinny "Doing good, though a bit hungry. Is it Breakfast time yet?"
Instead of Answering, Mason place his bucket filled with Apples in front of Neela, "Eat Up Neela." She places her head inside the bucket, and eats. Her tail waves happily. "Ok, so how is the Thief handling his 5 week Punishment?" Mason asked, looking at the small cage with a little rat trapped inside. Neela pulls her head out ov the bucket, swallows, and then snickers "So far all I keep hearing is "Forgive me. Please change me back. I am so sorry for what I did." she says in a mocking tone.
"I See, and how is our latest Client doing" Mason said, looking at the brown bunny sleeping like a baby in its bed. "He has tak
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