Hive Senshi Part 1Hive Senshi
"Mars Flame Sniper!" the arrow of pure flame sped upwards, searing easily through the fluttering cellophane wing, causing the wing's bearer, already struggling to remain aloft on a single insect-wing, to plummet to the ground where she collapsed in a heap. The fallen woman stood slowly, seething with now-impotent wrath. She was a peculiar sight, wearing a head visor with large compact eyes, with short, curly antennae poking out of her short-cut brown hair. Her clothing was stranger: black and yellow stripes dominated the rest of her ensemble, with a revealing corset, long latex gloves and kneesocks, and formerly, black cellophane wings lined with yellow veins, though those had since been destroyed. Once she might have been beautiful, though now she was simply thoroughly disheveled, battle-scarred in her losing confrontation with the Sailor Senshi.
"This cannot be!" she spat
Hive Senshi Part 2 Hive Senshi
"Come along, girls," Minako said, guiding the honey-dazed Usagi and Makoto through wide double-doors, stepping into the huge abandoned warehouse with her victims in tow. The warehouse had once belonged, quite legitimately, to the deceased Apidaria. She had modified the interior significantly, the inner walls coated with huge chambers of honeycomb, walls decked with a slimy mix of honey and beeswax, and a separate hive chamber dominating the center of the warehouse.
Merely one day before, this had been Apidari
Kunoichi Love Kunoichi Love
Cowardice. Cowardice and Shame. Cowardice, shame, and loneliness. These together had been the norms from her youth, from when she had been pronounced a disappointment by her clan, when she had been disinherited. It was hard to sort out whether she was a failure because she was insecure, or she was insecure because she was a failure. What was certain was that her inadequacies, her insecurities, isolated her from people as well. She had spent her life slinking around in the shadows, in the margins of the others who seemed to get along so easily. For such an emotionally stunted person, love was an impossible p
Happy Maid Happy Maid
"Hello, you have reached the Goddess Assistance Agency. Please hold while we transfer the next available Goddess."
With that, the 72-inch plasma TV in the room glowed brightly as the form of divinity arrived in the high-rise apartment. The light subsided and the figure landed gracefully. With her waist-length platinum hair, dusky skin, and trademark revealing purple clothing, Urd had arrived on her first mission as a First-class Goddess. It was time to grant the first of what would hopefully be many succ
Day 1: Ice Queen's CollectionDay 1: Ice Queen's Collection
Word count: 300
"What the zip?!? This is messed up, Ice Queen!"
"You're right. Gertrude!" she yelled at a higher, scratchier octave. "What has mommy told you about moving her Ice Crystal Statues around!? I put them in a very specific order based on attractiveness!"
"You know what I mean!" Fiona yelled, her cheeks flared with righteous fury. "Magic Woman? Abracadanielle? Brunhilda Aberdeer? How did you even get her?!?"
"I know, right?" Ice Queen laughed, a shrill and unbecoming sound. "She's four-star rarity. Pretty sexy, too."
"And what the math is up with that?" Fionna spat back. "I thought you were into dudes!"
"Ice Queen is into many things," Ice Queen replied, her flowing snow-blue gown making it look like she was gliding over the floor towards the Adventurer. Her face was twisted into a hungry sneer as she eyed her prey up and down, from the white bunny-eared hood over her blonde hair to the action-ready (but climate inappropriate) short-
Day 4: Broken BeeDay 5: Broken Bee
Word Count: 500
Helplessness did not become Shaolin Fon. "Let us go! Let us go right now! You're going to pay for treating officers of the Gotei 13 like common fools!" The Captain of Squad Two and Commander-in-Chief of the Onmitsukido fought like a trapped mountain lion, jerking and thrashing wildly at the end of her leash, and giving the Arrancar known as Mila Rose a fair challenge in keeping a hold of her, despite the fact that leash suppressed Soi Fon's Reiatsu. Mila Rose's associate, Apache, led Retsu Unohana and Isane Kotetsu, while Sung Sun led Rangiku Matsumoto and Momo Hinamori.
The five captives were arrayed in front of Tia Hallibel, the Queen of Hueco Mundo. "You brought us here for a reason," Soi Fon growled. "What's your purpose?!? If it's so easy to capture us, why not kill us and be done with it, Espada?"
"I apologize," Hallibel said. "I would rather live in peace with Soul Society, but as you know, Hueco Mundo is somewhat more dangerous than your home.
Ember Island Ember Island
"Something is wrong on Ember Island."
That was what she had been told by the captain of the Fire Navy ship that had stopped her. Katara had been sailing south in a little canoe designed to be quickly propelled across the seas with waterbending. She had been going home for the first time in a while, and had decided to cut through now-friendly Fire Nation territory, close to their old hideout on the resort paradise of Ember Island, when she had found the Fire Navy blockade. She turned aside to the capital, wanting to help.
This was wrong. This was wrong on so many levels. They had been committed racists on opposing sides, they had hated one another, wanted nothing more than to see each other and all their kindred destroyed, had hunted each other for sport. That fact alone made this inconceivable. The added layer, the fact that they were both female, made this beyond ludicrous. Jill Fizzart sighed as she scratched her wyvern behind the ears absently, staring at the object of her desire from across the camp. Yes, it was wrong, but there was nothing she could really do about it. She was just so
A Trap for Unohana A Trap for Unohana
For an outing that had been coined as a "vacation slash research excursion," tensions were running high. Many divisions existed between the Thirteen Court Guard Squads, but one of the most virulent rivalries in the last century was the divide between Squad Four and Squad Twelve. Squad Four, of course, was used to being looked down upon by the other squads, but they had pride of their own, and bore resentments towards the squads that they deemed inordinately destructive, or disrespectful towards living things. Squad Twelve was among those that bore that ire, a squad that di
Jasmine's new LifeDeep in the Jungle laying down on a tree a yawn was heard.
"How dull " A female voice said as she looked around the Jungle as it had been a boring day. "Anything would be a nice change of pace, even a fire." She lamented as it had been the same day after day. She sat up and stretched revealing her scaly snake like lower half which was purple, she currently had it wrapped around the tree to make sure she didn't fall off, the upper half of her looked like a female of twenty years while the lower body was that of a Snake. She had long brown hair that reached to her back and tanned skin due to living in such a warm climate.
She was a Lamia, a race of half woman half snake like creatures. Lamias where rarely seen by normal humans as often they would be accused of being monsters. She was young for her kind as she had left her colony to see the outside world, thus far a part of her was regretting it as nothing ever happened here, maybe she should head back home. She was lonely and rarely
Keeping your CatchPrincess Jasmine let out a sigh of bliss as she rested peacefully, she felt as if she was engulfed and laying on the softest silk sheets that which covered her and kept her warm, it was something she never wanted to leave.
Unaware to her, it wasnt exactly Silk she was covered in, something a bit more scaly actually.
Such a pretty Princess, A voice said and a hand stroked her face and it revealed to belong to the brown haired purple scaled Lamia who hours ago had hypnotized her and was now wrapped up in her coils. And youre all mine. She said with a smile as she leaned back on the branch, she wore on her head the blue jeweled Tiara that Jasmine had always worn and she had decided to wear it on her own head.
What a stroke of luck it had been to have spotted her wondering through the Jungle all by herself, she had gotten a hold of her taking her up into the trees and appearing friendly got her to drop her guard and when she least expected it had hypnoti
Sango's new RoleSeveral bodies were shown laying lifeless on the ground, the people not breathing or moving as wagons were overturned as it had been a caravan that had been attacked and the sounds of battle was heard.
One figure dressed in a short dark blue outfit with dark green hair with a red ribbon and yellow sash across her waist leapt up and dodged a giant boomerang thrown at her. The boomerang whirled and returned to its wielder a brown ponytail haired women wearing black and red armor to cover herself and she caught it as it returned to her.
You really think you can defeat me? The first one said to her opponent smirking down at her as she hanged in the air.
Wretched demon I have cut down many of your kind! The other one said in response to her.
The green haired woman laughed at her as despite her human appearance she was a youkai one of many across the land and known as Yura Of The Hair who killed and afterwards took her victims hair. Her opponent was known as Sango and
Jasmine's new RoleFinally I made it to the cave." A young dark tan and hair woman who was wearing a hood. She walks towards the cave wth statues of Genies. But they where female genies and above that was a some writing but it was really bad to read.
" I hope Aladdin, father and the others are hanging in there." The woman said as she removes hood and sand cloths. It was Princess Jasmine. She was wearing e her normal blue princess outfit and was holding a book. "It said right pass the mountain of the dragons and in the middle of two rivers."she said looking at the map too with a face of worry on it."Hang in their guys."
Flashback 3 days ago.
The palace was much more noisy then before. There was more of coughing and sneezing. But they where louder than any human. "ahh cooooooooo" came from a large blue man in a bed and looking he was dying. "Man I hate getting the "GENIE FLU."he sniffle and coughs.
The Bunny Warren - TG
Adam scowled as he read the job listings in the newspaper. No matter how hard he looked, he couldn't find anything he was qualified for. As a high school
dropout who put all his effort into learning how to play guitar, he had no real qualifications for a job. He didn't know any other musicians so he couldn't start a band and busking wouldn't pay the bills.
As his thoughs started to go dark, he noticed a listing for a musician. A new bar was opeining and they needed a live musician. They were offering good pay just to play and free drinks. It was the perfect job! He rang the provided number and
asked if they had found anyone yet. A woman answered and said the position was still open. She added that if Adam wanted it, he had to come down for an interview and
bring his instrument.Adam quickly said he was interested and wrote the address on the back of his hand. He thanked the woman and hung up, rushing out of his apartment.
After a walk into the city, he found the bar. An unlit neon sign
The job was a simple one. Hunt down a mage who stole from various towns in the past few weeks. Lucy Heartfilia continued to read the flyer over a few times for the details. The mage they were searching for was female; about 5'7" with long brown hair, light skin, green eyes, and a tattoo set across her left eye. She would also always be wearing a blue Heartkruz shirt and a pair of shorts wherever she appeared.
"Sounds easy enough, eh Erza?" The blonde haired beauty turned to her red haired ally. The Titania was walking alongside her- nodding to the girl's words. "She will be easy to spot. Attack, turn into authorities, and head back to the guild." Erza said to Lucy, her mind somewhat focused on the cake shopped they passed out of town.
"Yosh! 200,000 Jewels, here I come!" The two Fairy Tail mages continued to walk for almost an hour- reaching the town the flyer was from. When they arrived, they were greeted to a rather odd sight. Every single man, woman, and child withi