Perfection Never Got You Anywhere (Contest)“Hey, Drew!” Just like last time with the cart racing, Zach entered early in the morning into the dorm. Interrupting his partner’s sleep, the water-type told him about the festival that was close and specially about the competitions. “Have you heard about the festival? There will be a party and competitions and stories by the bonfire… Cassidy also mentioned something about a medal! It’ll be fun and the whole city is going to be there!”“Let me guess,” he began, chuckling. “You want to go for the competitions, don’t you?” the card-dealer jumped off of the bed, staring at Zach. “I guess I’ll be heading there…” If the whole city’s going to be there, then he’ll be a fool not to search then…“Great!” the Frogadier smiled widely. “And yep, it’ll be a great opportunity for some winning!” Zach bounced his way out of the place as he handed the Togepi a
Fake DeviantsA teacher in New York was teaching her class about bullying and gave them the following exercise to perform. She had the children take out a piece of paper and told them to crumple it up, stomp on it and really mess it up, not to rip it. Then she had them unfold the paper, smooth it out and look at how scarred and dirty it was. She then told them to tell it they're sorry. Now, even though they said they were sorry and tried to fix the paper, she pointed out all the scars they left behind. And that those scars will never go away no matter how hard they tried to fix it. That is what happens when a child bullies another child, they may say they're sorry, but the scars are there forever. The looks on the faces of the children in the classroom told her the message hit home. Copy and paste this if you are against bullying.Let's see who will actually re-post this. This is a test to see who's paying attention. This is a test to see how many people list actually pay attention. Copy and re-post
NOTICEOak Tree's got their Contest out, and I'd really appreciate it if you followed the link below and give it a read and provide feedback.http://fav.me/d82e4fsAlso, new member is revealed, and the team is now a collab team.
Maree 'Jonatan' the Witch (AU Art Trade with Jose)“Jonatan, listen.” A Braixen, hearing a familiar name called out, looked away from the book, and over to the voice’s origin. It came from a small Zorua, sitting next to the Braixen. “Mama Delphox wanted me to remind you of today’s magic lesson.”The Braixen, Jonatan, nodded, petting the small Zorua on the head. “Thanks, Alice.” The Zorua, Alice, nodded as she backed away from the petting hand. “Oh, sorry…” Alice hopped onto Jonatan’s head, nipping the Braixen’s ear. “Ow! I said I’m sorry!”“Not about that. Come on, you’re going to be late!” Upon the Zorua’s instructions, Jonatan stood up and quickly walked out, leaving the book behind. “Take the left.” Already Alice was giving Jonatan directions. With navigational skills like Jonatan, anyone would get lost easily, even in their own home.“Yes, yes, down the hall, right turn, then turn left through th
Perfection of the Cards Emotion MemeHi everyone! For this meme you write a small drabble for each prompt, showing your character showing said emotion. If you want to, you can add more emotions you want to show. As long as you depict the prompt, and you don’t name the emotion directly, anything goes. Remember: show, don’t tell.Member 1: Zachary (Zach)Angry: The Frogadier shouted at his opponent, which just won fair and square. “Hey, come back here! I’m not done with you! Rematch! I demand a rematch!” Insistently he said that, cursing occasionally and raising his tone of voice constantly.Annoyed: “Drew, how many times are you going to say that?” the water-type groaned. He sighed before hearing the Togepi give him a lecture again. He was facing away from his partner and not paying attention at all.Anxious: Zach looked down at his future opponent. ‘Maybe this was a bad idea’ he repeated to himself mentally. ‘He’s really strong, maybe even more than m
Malixen the XerneasSpecies: XerneasName: MalixenGender Identity: Genderless, but uses gender pronouns for simplicity’s sake. Most (including me) tend to use female pronouns, although Malixen won’t mind male pronouns.Clothes: AVERT YOUR EYES, SHE’S NAKED! Oh wait, there’s nothing to see, false alarm. History: Although Malixen doesn’t know how she was created, her first moments of existence she was instructed to look after the first Mew, to prevent it from dying. She did this spectacularly, and is quick to remind others about this fact. However, she hasn’t been given any other tasks since then, beyond making sure nobody wipes all life on the planet. After several centuries, she’s discovered two things. One: she can sacrifice some of her health to bring others back from the dead. Two: every time she dies, she comes back 30 hours later with temporary amnesia. Which is a lot when you keep sacrificing yourself to bring others back from the dead.
Japan x Reader: Secret Stash~ (Extended Ending)A soft squeak from a Union Jack Mini echoed around the neighbourhood as it made an abrupt stop at a Japanese-styled house. The once roaring engine was turned off and a figure emerged out of the small car and into the open.“If this isn’t proof that this house belongs to Kiku then I don’t know what is…” An English accent mumbled to himself, locking his car behind him and walking towards the front door of the house, holding a notebook in his hand. Once he had arrived in front of the door, he knocked three times and waited for someone to answer. When no footsteps were heard inside, the blonde-haired man reluctantly over his better judgement, opened the door and slowly entered the house, looking around the hallway for his black-haired friend. The Englishman, better known as Arthur Kirkland, walked down the hallway, calling out for his comrade’s attention. “Kiku? It’s me, Arthur. You left your notebook at the meeting and I came t
Spiders [Denmark x Arachnophobia!Reader] Drabble You smiled, standing across from your boyfriend in the lush green grass. You were both barefoot and running around the park like little kids, even though you were both 17, soon to be 18. You giggled as Mathias made a bunch of funny faces at you. Honestly, he really was a little kid sometimes. Your laughing faded as you felt something on your foot. Something light, something ticklish, and something dangerously familiar. You went pale and Mathias' eyes widened. You slowly, very slowly, let your gaze fall to your foot, and you almost passed out once you saw what was there. A big, gross, nasty, yucky, despicable spider. And it was currently crawling up your leg. So, you did the most rational thing in that situation. You freaked out. Screaming, you kicked your leg out, desperately trying to get the gross insect off you. Oh God, it was gross and wouldn't let go and IT WAS ON YOU
Daddy!England X Mommy! Reader- First Diaper DutyArthur stared in horror at his cute little bundle of joy laying on the change table. This was the first day [name] had ever left him alone with the boy since he had been born, and he honestly had no clue what he was doing when it came to changing a diaper. Sure, he had taken care of kids before; he absolutely adored them. Throughout the years he had been a big brother to several different nations. But he hadn’t started taking care of any of them until they were toilet trained (if we aren’t counting Alfred’s bed wetting tendencies when he was little).Now with his own son, [b/n], the nation was completely lost. The stench in the air filled his nostrils and made him cringe. He found himself frantically looking for the diapers and wipes as he mentally prepared himself for this trying task. In the few months that he had been able to call himself a father, Arthur had experienced several….unpleasant moments. He had dealt with running noses, baby vomit, and several oth
A Hetalia Documentary (narrator: morgan freeman)*Here we see a meeting place, with a man serving alcoholic drinks in a corner and several groups of females scattered through the meeting place. Our first creature, A Blonde haired, prissy Frenchman enters the meeting place, approaching the man serving alcohol and sending a mating call (*France laughs honhonhon*) through the room, attracting a pair of females. He charms them with his sexy hair and beard, with the intentions of dragging them back to his hive, and *beep*ing them. Next to him is a drunk Englishman, who holds a tray of burnt scones out for anyone to try. It uses it's thick eyebrows to attract it's mates, and ultimately fails due to the Frenchman. (England: Wanker.) In a corner is a pair of Italians, one of which is rejecting the mating advances of the Spaniard next to him, and the other is mass producing white flags to the tune of the two Germans (Prussia: Prussian! You unawesome freak!) singing 99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall. The Englishman is now trying to strip, while b
Smexy is a bad influence"Hey Sin! Can you grab the measuring cups?!" Splendor yells, mixing the cake batter up. Sin nods, and uses his invisible appendages to reach for them then tosses it to Splendor; "Gezz! that almost hit me, could you please warn me before you throw it?!" Splendor protest, stopping what he was doing. "Sure, sorry brother…OH! Can I borrow your belt today?" Sin says, jumping off the seat he was sitting on. "Umm well last time you took something of mine you cut it up….." Splendor replies meekly. Sin opens his mouth to protest but is interrupted with a rose in his face."Morning….want one?" Smexy purrs, Sin just shakes his head and backs up. "Nah you know me…I'mmm…… uuhhh…. allergic to roses…." Sin stutters, raising his hands up in surrender. " AND you know my roses don't cause a allergic reaction….Come on, you always take everything else…why not take a rose?" Smexy protests farther, holding up the rose closer
BBC Sherlock: It's CuteFootsteps creaked up the stairs of 221B. John Watson was lounging on his signature chair reading the local Times in the flat as Sherlock Holmes stepped into the room, curly hair bouncing as he took long strides to drop his coat and scarf off on the couch. No words of greeting were exchanged between the two men. The consulting detective then moved into the kitchen, which would be more properly named his laboratory. Everything was silent still, only the occasional chink from Sherlock moving beakers around, and then the squeak of his stool moving across the tiled floor."John!"The ex-soldier jumped in his seat and lowered his newspaper, sighing, “What is it, Sherlock?”Sherlock walked into the sitting room, eyes stone cold and staring at John intently, “Alright, very funny. Where is it?”John looked perplexed, “Where is what?”"Don’t give me that. You know I can’t play along with things like this… humor," he made a face, "Put
I CHALLENGE YOU!Go to http://randompokemongenerator.com/ and select two Pokemon, no Legendaries, then start. Don't change anything else. Whatever two Pokemon you get, that's your new PMD team, now see if you can write their app and a Mission!
But the challenge...
In all seriousness, good to hear.