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Melissa's ChangeMelissa leaned onto the fence of the valley enclosure. The high wooden fence encompassed a vast grass valley which extended for just under a square mile. Melissa would take the horses that her family owned out to this valley to get some exercise. She always enjoyed bringing the horse out to pasture because it mean that she got to see them run gracefully in a pack. Ever since she was a little girl Melissa always enjoyed being around horses. She enjoyed riding them as if they were a part of her since was a young age of 6. Being of the age of 23 Melissa still held a job at her parents' horse breeding ranch. She didn't feel the need to go to college because she was just happy enough to be around horses all day. There were times where she wished she was a horse so she could feel as free as a horse did as they galloped across the land in peace.
Smiling in contentment, Melissa watched the horse romp around the valley. A sudden wind
TFA Jetfire + Temptation - Forbidden Love, Part 1
~TFA Jetfire & Temptation~
~Forbidden Love, Part 1~
"What could he be doing~?" Jetstorm wondered as he lay huddled on his berth that night. During their stay on Earth, upon their ship Steel Haven, he and his twin brother, Jetfire slept in the same room on separate berths. But tonight, Jetstorm was alone and Jefire's berth was empty.
The young blue mech of storms knew where his brother was, but he wouldn't dare to slip a word out to anyone. He promised he wouldn't. Not even their commander, the proud Sentinel Prime.
Jetstorm tossed and turned a few times, his mind filled with worry. He will never forget that fateful day where he and Jetfire were separated during a 'Con investigation through the woods, near Detroit. And that was when Jetfire stumbled onto the sleek but deadly Predacon cobra; Temptation. True to her name, this seductive red scaled femme has had her optic on the young orange mech ever since.
And to Jetstorm's surprise,
Test Subject: Vitamin X-7Even though I was 19 years old, I barely stood 5 feet tall. When I was 13, I was at school when the nuclear power plant across town had a radiation leak. The school was one of the many casualties from that freak accident, most of the people who were affected ended up barren and infertile. Unfortunately, I had not entered puberty yet. I never will. My ovaries were destroyed from the radiation and I was doomed to remain in a 12 year old girls body.
I attempted to live a normal life, but everyone looked at me as a child and would not take me seriously. I took me weeks to convince the driver's ed teachers that I was 16 and I deserved the chance to learn to drive. But once I got got my license, I discovered it was more trouble than I expected. I was constantly pulled over because the cops thought I was angry and stole my parents car out of rebellion, then once they realized I was just small for my age, t
Anomalous Objects Catalogue chapter 1
"I hear Pripyat is pleasant this time of year."
Sniper stood watch, just outside the old travel agency building. Aside from somehow withstanding the rest of the block collapsing around it, the shop was impressive for having reasonably preserved brochures. Captain and Pilot would often amuse themselves by planning trips to countries that no longer existed, and Engineer would gather what they discarded for kindling. Whenever Sniper grew sufficiently bored, he'd call out with something he thought was witty.
It was a bit like that, being on watch; you'd either say something funny and die knowing your sense of humour was too good for this world, or you'd say nothing and die without validating your ego.
"Actually," Engineer spoke up from the Visit Asia section, a finger tracing over dusty advertisements as he moved along the aisle, "One of the last GOOD directorate broadcasts sent out was a list of anomalies brought on by the apocalypse, and apparently Chernobyl became the least radiated pla
Queen Part 2 Sarah curled up on her bed. She was afraid and didn't know what was going to happen. But, she was a little excited. She had never told anyone this but all her life she had dreamt of being a mother, and especially of being pregnant. She thought it was beautiful. But this, this would be different. She didn't know how long she laid there but she found her self very hungry. She placed her hand on her stomach, and found it a bit larger than she remembered. She knew she had always had a little pudge of fat around her middle, but now it was a small firm bump. "I guess Aranu wasn't kidding." She said quietly to herself. The door opened.
"You rang, your highness?" Aranu asked as he entered the room. "You don't have to call me Your Highness. Please just call me Sarah. And I didn't call you." She responded, confused. "You said my name. I am your assistant and came to your assistance,
"ORGANIC" - Part 01
SCIENCE IS VICTORIOUS.
Flat, unblinking eyes watched as many programmers and technicians gave one another hearty pats on the back while exchanging optimistic and congratulatory conversation.
It was indeed a victory for science. After many years of difficult study and intensive research, this epiphany had illuminated the world of Pokemon and sent shockwaves of awe through trainers and professors alike. The findings, among other scientific advances, were on display at an exposition in one of the several research institutes of the Pokemon world.
Although the appearance of this remarkable creature remained virtually unchanged, the core components of the Pokemon in question were radically different. What had once been only a shade of a living creature was now true flesh and blood.
More or less.
"...And this version is capable of organic processes down to the sub-atomic level. It eats, breathes, sleeps, and breeds just like any other Pokemon. It even gi
"ORGANIC" - Part 02
SC!ENCE IS V!CTORIOUS.
"This is ridiculous!"
"What is?" Ambrose asked, his attention swept back into reality by his friend's familiar voice, still staring intently at the TV screen. A young Steel-type Pokemon rested on the sofa arm beside him - it was a pudgy little Aron.
"This!" the other young man in the room snuffed, navy eyes alight with impatience as he gestured to the television, "I can't believe the fuss they're making over a Pokemon that looks like it came out of the damn 80s. Couldn't they focus on something more worthwhile?"
"Oh, come on, Ichorus. It isn't like this is kid stuff. They turned a Pokemon made entirely of programming into flesh and blood and squishy stuff! I think it's pretty neat,"
"Ambrose," Ichorus sighed, giving his friend one of his famous degrading looks, "You would think that watching paint drying was 'pretty neat' too."
Ambrose scrunched up his face in irritation, trying to ignore the other and focus on the footag
Metroid: HoU: The Royalty Upgrade"The Royalty Upgrade." Samus selected, brushing a few loose strands of hair off her face. The bad thing about her last upgrade was that once she removed the upgrade, she was left with a mountain of useless hair. She had cut it back to normal, if she ever needed to make a wig She took the chip from the machine and plugged it into her zero suit, yet again. So many zero suit upgrades. Maybe she was just doing something wrong when she was choosing them. She wasn't quite sure how it was supposed to make her into royalty, seeing how she couldn't really be any kind of royalty, except for perhaps the queen of her ship, but she waited to see.
Samus's suit began to glow, beginning its change as the material softened from shiny latex into a soft silk, becoming thicker in the process. The fabric on her arms parted from the shoulders, darkening into dark blue opera gloves, flaring slightly at the tips. The shoulders puffed up, and resembled a smaller version of her power
Squid Attack (Truelox)
“I bet you can’t catch me!”
“I bet you’re right…” Sky wheezed, hands on his knees.
A few feet ahead, Dylan slowed to a halt and looked back at Sky. “Come on, Uncle Sky, you said you’d play with me!”
Sky groaned and stood up straight again. “So I did, so I did…” He hesitated a moment. Then grinned. Before the eight year old could react, Sky picked him up by his ankle and held him upside down. He laughed as the boy tried to wriggle out of his grasp and failed.
“I’ve got you now! You can never escape the squid’s mighty grasp!” Sky said, mocking the squids.
The boy laughed and played along.
. . .
“Help! Help! A squid’s got me!” Jason’s head shot up. He glanced over at Ty, but he was already up, sword in hand. Jason followed after him without saying a word.
As usual, Ty got there first, but he stopped once he reached a corner, peering around the edge. Jason started