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BF5 Collab with SweetStar17Battle Force 5 Collab Project - SweetStar17
tentative title: A Monsterous Good Time
Hot Wheels Battle Force 5 and Monster High both belong to Mattel and Nerd Corps
All FCs are property of their respective owners.
Following an afternoon of vegging out to 'Monster High' webisodes and television specials, Emma and Lex both began to ponder what they would do for that year's Project B-kon. The previous year they'd attempted a unified theme, but had been unsuccessful due to different people in their group of friends liking different series. The Irishman and the lighting technician both agreed that this year they should attempt a 'Monster High' cosplay group.
"Just get people to see me once you've explained your vision to them," Emma said, a twinkle in her eye that meant she had something in her bag of tricks that would do wonders.
Lex nodded. "Aye, lass, but what about ye an' Stanny?"
Emma winked. "We'll be t
Azure Winds - Lex transformation[BGM: 'Divided Singularity' - Inori Aizawa]
Flipping his cell phone open, he pressed the '5' key. The screen glowed a sentient blue before he traced a '5' on the screen, the number glowing silver before blinking. The unit released a flash of light so dark in hue as to almost be black.
The same colored light wrapped around the Irishman's body as feathery wings composed of the same color unfurled from his back and spread to the sky. Dark feathers swirled around his body, shrinking inward before creating his shock suit and the armor on his shoulders. More feathers circled around his feet, these shrinking in to create his boots and the armor on his shins. His gloves formed in the same manner, the plates on the back glowing Sentinet blue before shifting to green.
The band in his hair dissolved, his ponytail pulling itself into a tight braid before a green band formed around the end to keep it in place.
The wings dissolved as a gauntlet formed around his left wrist, his sentient symbol of a
BF5 Tracks - Slow DownBattle Force 5 Tracks - Slow Down
'Slow Down' is performed by Selena Gomez
This is a response story to 'Confession' By SweetStar17
/Now that I have captured your attention
I want to steal you for a rhythm intervention
Mr. T say I’m ready for inspection
Show me how you make a first impression/
Lex looked up from his desk as the bell above the door jingled, a smile crossing his lips when he saw that Dave was the person entering the garage's main office. "'Sup?" the brunette man asked as the Irishman rose from his chair to greet his friend.
"Well," Lex said, drawing the word out for several beats, "Ye kna Emma, right?"
Dave nodded. "Nice girl. Though she's dating your mate Stanford, isn't she?"
Dave winked at Lex. "This isn't about Emma, is it."
"Lex, my friend, you're making me a little nervous. What's on your mind?"
"Emma's friend, Alex..... she.... well...."
Can we take it nice and slow,
BF5 - Enter SukiBattle Force 5 - Enter Suki
"You know I've got the moves," Spinner said into his bluetooth earpiece as he danced to a custom level on a DDR emulator.
The decidedly female voice on the other end of the teamspeak line giggled lightly. "TG-san, you and I both know that I have moves that the world is not yet ready to see."
"You don't have to be so formal, Nurikupo," the gamer chuckled as the second avatar on his monitor executed a combo burst that left his jaw hanging. "Holy crap," he muttered as he bounced about on his dance pad, his feet a blur as he worked to catch up. "How the crap did you do that?"
"How many of your friends can say that they just schooled TiajuanaGenius in a dance competition?" the voice giggled.
"You obviously haven't danced against EmeraldGuardian," the gamer retorted, "He and a mutual friend have some sick moves on the dance floor."
Spinner quirked an eyebrow as a third avatar made its way onto the screen, this one with a very familiar hair st
BF5 Tracks - SaturdayBattle Force 5 Tracks - Saturday
'Saturday' is performed by Rebecca Black & Dave Days
Hot wheels: Battle Force 5 is property of Mattel and Nerd Corps.
All FCs / OCs are property of their respective owners
The Saturday morning following the annual Spectramotors company Christmas / holiday party was bound to be sheer chaos, especially when a certain Irishman and a particular Russian decided to spike the eggnog with liberal amounts of vodka and Kahlua. Add the rum from one Spinner Cortez and you had a visit from Blitzen.
"Oh my god, I love this song," Koko squealed as she hit play on her media player, which was plugged into a pink speaker dock. "This is my jam!" she added a moment later as techno music began to pump through the decimated living room / lounge.
"Where is my peanut butter?" Spinner asked as he worked to unglue his eyelids.
/2 PM, getting out of my bed
Trying to get Friday out of my head
It's all so hazy
Got a littl
X-men - Wrecking BallWrecking Ball
While engaged in the heat of battle, an idea flashed through Wolverine's blood-lust hazed mind. Something so far out of the ordinary and out of character that he had to pause in his smashing of robot heads to make sure he wasn't simply having an auditory hallucination.
"Since when do evil geniuses listen to Mily Cyrus?" he pondered as Colossus crashed through a contingent of battle android troopers.
"I do not know, friend Logan," Colossus replied, "though I am afraid to ask the reason for your inquiry."
Wolverine took a look at his shredded outfit, then at a wall high above them. Squinting, he could make out the head of blond hair that belonged to one Madame Hydra, an evil version of their own Susan Richards from an alternate reality. Beside Madame Hydra he could see two young ladies from their own reality, both of whom had betrayed mankind and mutantkind alike in search of power and a world without the Kardashians. "I've got an idea," he said, an ev
The Fridge3:02 a.m.
I woke up slowly and groggily, in the sort of half-dreaming way that you do sometimes. There were a few disoriented moments in the dark, as my mind sorted reality from dreams, before I knew where I was. You were asleep, curled up next to me with your arm over my midriff, your hand resting on my belly underneath the sheets, making me feel safe.
My stomach gurgled urgently, and I realised that I was incredibly hungry. I looked over at the clock and saw it was 3 a.m. I usually sleep soundly, but hunger always manages to get my attention over any kind of sleep. It wasn't as if I had gone to bed hungry. The leftover serving bowl on the side cabinet formerly full of ice cream would attest to that fact; however, my belly was unconvinced and continued to complain. Nothing else to do, I suppose, but get up.
I slowly and carefully pick your hand off my belly and move it to one side, trying not to wake you. A bit futile I suppose, it's not like I can move with much stealth these
WonderlandThe woman called Alice walks alone through the hollow streets, a seed planted in her sterile heart and a rifle sleeping in her belt. Last night, she'd witnessed the popping of Pérignon, and a dazzling display of fireworks, complete with alcohol-polished emotions and hundreds of thousands of citizens pulsing rowdy fanfare. She'd netted her highest number of kills that fateful day. Blood still rests in the creases of her palms.
A streetlamp greets her brightly with its mild glow, and alerts her to a dirty and disheveled homeless man groveling for money on the other side of the street. The young couple next to him give a feeble attempt to back away, claiming they have none to spare.
"Lies," Alice whispers. She can easily see the pearls jingling from the lady's neck, and a well-crisped suit guarding the young man from the night chill. Money is more than expendable to them. And this city could do without this attractive mask of a couple. They, too, are expendable. Alice begins t
23. Befriend Me - Jake English x Reader
It was you 17th birthday, you didn’t want to do anything with your friends this year, for one they were all busy and didn’t really have time to go. You didn’t fret though. Your parents promised you that you would get to go on a special trip, just the three of you. You arrived at the campground, the forest trees a dark shade of green, and the sky, a beautiful shade of blue, not a cloud in sight. You all set up your tents, your parents are giving you space, so the tents are spread quite far apart.
You stepped out of your finished tent and looked around, there were other families in the area as well, most with younger children than yourself. You told your parents you were going to check out the forest for a bit, they replied with their favorite line “Be Careful.” You walked slowly taking in the scenery, until you bumped into a taller looking boy.
“Ow… I’m so sorry!” You said softly.
“It’s quite alright dear.” He look
Hetalia X Reader: Perceptive
You woke up to your alarm ringing. You turn off your alarm while yawning sleepily.
Another day of work
You slowly got out of bed and begin another journey of your usual daily routine of brushing your teeth, taking a shower, eating breakfast, getting dressed for work, and so on.
You yawn while leaving your house through walking out of your front door before closing and locking it. You start walking down the pathway to your car but stop seconds later when you saw a familiar blond-haired kid riding a scooter around in front of your front yard. You frown, narrowing your eyes slightly.
Great, it’s that annoying kid again. You thought while walking towards your car, bad mood already start starting.
What’s he even doing here anyway? He’s been here every morning creating that same noise and he doesn’t even live in this neighbourhood.
After unlocking and getting in your car, you start the engine whilst eyeing the kid at the back of your c
Water Runs in My Veins I break the surface and feel the waves embrace my into their icy, yet soothing arms. Once I am completely immersed, every inch of my skin tingles. My bones seem to melt to match the temperature of the water, and my movements become fluid. I deftly plunge deeper, feeling both the cold and the warmth rush past me with every stroke. The pulse of the ocean beats against my skin; it is alive. I open my eyes to take in the scene. I can't see clearly, the images are blurred. Still, I can make out soft hues of color. I reach out and feel the hard, smooth surface of a rock, resting amongst others. I feel a rigid plant, and my hand even grazes the backs of a couple of slimy fish. With each connection made by my senses, I feel a rush of adrenaline. I am truly unlimited when I'm under the sea; my fears have been washed away by the white waves.
Growing excited, I continue to venture deeper into the dark depths. Soon, I feel wisps of seaweed brush up against me, tickling
DreamcatcherThe dreamcatcher, a catcher of nightmares and symbol of good nights. You can find them anywhere if you look hard enough. Most people do not believe in their power. But, one child chose to believe. A young boy, suffering from nightmares. The child wandered into a shop one day and found one. A pale dreamcatcher with pale blue feathers and beads. The boy was delighted to see what he called 'the most beautiful thing in the world'. He picked it up and took it to the counter. The cashier, a friendly looking elderly gentleman gave a soft sigh and a smile.
"Son, are you sure you want this one? I think it would be best if you chose a different one."
"No, sir. I really want this one!" The boy smiled cheerily. The old man stared for a bit, then nodded. He rang up the catcher and gave it to the boy, who took it, thanked him, and ran out. The man sighed.
"That thing never seems to be sold for long..."
The boy ran to his house, a worn-down looking place in the middle of town.
"Mommy! I'm home!" He c
Time Traveling Kids of the Mane Six! Ch. 32
Chapter 32: Rodeo and Juliet (part II)
“Why are the paparazzi in Ponyville? There ain’t nothin’ in Ponyville that’s worth a media circus like this!” Bismack said as the train began to slow down at the station, as if trying not to hit the crowds of photographers that stood everywhere.
Radiance readied her hair a bit.
"They’re not here for the town,” she answered. “They’re here for us.”
“Us? What fer?”
“I’m not sure. All I know is that whatever the reason is, we need to just push past them as quick as we can. Don’t greet them, don’t shove them, don’t make eye contact, and most importantly, do not stop walking. If you do, they’ll never let you go. Before you know it, they’ll start asking you how many seconds you brush your teeth.”
As the train came to a complete stop, Radiance cleared her throat and stood up.
“How do you know that?” Bismarck asked, fo
Storybook Sidebar FortuneliciousStorybook Sidebar - Fortune-licious
The Storybook series is written by FortuneMondial and based upon 'Kingdom Hearts Dream Drop Distance', which is released by Square-Enix
'Fergalicious' is performed by Fergie
"Four, tres, two, uno," DS spoke into a microphone, Red spinning the discs to start the bassline and backbeat a moment later. She nodded to DS, who continued. "Listen up y'all, 'cause this is it. The beat that I'm bangin' is delicious."
Fortune gave her friends a nervous glance before launching into the lyrics for her part of their lyrical battle.
"Fortune-licious definition, make readers go loco. They want the next chapters, curl up with mugs of cooca.
"Here you see me, I'm not sleazy. Writing's not easy, sometimes it's cheesy. I got reasons why I tease 'em. Ships just come and go like seasons.
"So delicious," DS and Red sang in unison.
"But my characters aren't promiscuous. And if you were suspicious, al
Hath No FearGiving yourself completely up to fear is kinda like falling in love: You can't pin point exactly when it started and by the time you realize that you are surrounded by that sensation it's already game over. Just like the image of the person you are in love with starts creeping out from every unexpected corner, fear never leaves your side when you give it a welcome stay. After a restless sleep, it starts beating anxiously in your heart the moment you wake up in the morning and commands all your thoughts and actions throughout the day. It is nothing short of a prison, except you are the only inmate and the warden never takes a break. Ever.
I do not exactly remember when I let fear occupy my being but I remember the exact moment when I realized I was ruled by it. It was late in the afternoon, everybody was out there 'getting busy living' and I had locked myself inside my bed half awake, not particularly finding any valid reason to get out of it. Then I was awakened from a nightmare by my
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