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"HA HA HA!" A young, long haired girl yelled out as she bounced around a clearing in a forest.
"Bo-" Her entire form blurred for a second, seemingly teleporting to the other side of the clearing. "Bup!" She takes a moment, steadying herself, a wide smile splitting her lips.
"When we're...
Threadmarks: I - Nanashi =[ Naruto X SI #1 ]= -(Reboot)-
It is a well known fact, that the Naruto Universe does feature alternate timelines and alternate realities, particularly in later in the fantastically infuriating Boruto series. Or rather, the sequel that shan't be named but is fantastically infuriating to specially me at least.
Nether the...
Threadmarks: Dispatch Jumpchain - This is SDN, how may we help you? -1
I regret, ever filling out, that gods be damned, jumpchain fourm.
Sure, get bored, go online, find a random jumpchain for something you like, 'Oh, what's this? It's got an interactive version? Might as well!'
Now I'm stuck here, Hellena Robertdotir, Mecha-Man.
That's right, imaginary people...
“Ah, Miss Sparda.” Ozpin greeted me as the doors to the elevator open, his eyes roamed me for a moment as he took a habitual sip from his seemingly bottomless mug. “How nice of you to join me.” His glasses flash when he adjusted them, his cane mockingly staying still in the air before he rested...
"Oh!"
I jolted, turning away from the door I was attempting to quietly close.
"Heyyyyy…" I waved slowly to Pyrrha and Jaune, I wasn't entirely ready to show off the new fit but… "I was just coming back after…" I trailed off, gesturing to my outfit.
Watching my previous close completely turn...
'Sparda.'
I replaced god with my grandfathers name like I was from Fortuna, though I suppose I could be forgiven when I look like this.
Bags so deep that I'm practically Sanctus on his deathbed.
'I look like shit.'
Though I suppose that's to be expected when you wake up from a dream via...
Threadmarks: Mission 08 - Do you dream, of Velvet Rooms?
The next time I was conscious, I was somewhere I had never been before, but heard and read many a things about. Blue everywhere, flashing light settling across my closed eyes as some machinery hummed around me.
"Welcome to the Velvet Room."
My eyes opened and fell upon a rather long nosed man...
Jaune's form had majorly improved after the weeks of practice with Pyrrha, let alone all the instruction he was getting from upper classman. Right now, all that was left was for him to find his semblance.
"This, is the part, where you lose." Cardin was pushing down on a kneeling Jaune who had...
I'd say I've been here for around a couple of days, and I think I was settling in nicely with my new reality. And I'm already tired of fucking team CRDL and their bullshit. So much so, that with their fucking collage frat boy attitude's, I had taken it upon myself to force an issue out of the...
I leaned back, letting the same speech that graced my ears over and over from rewatches of RWBY wash over me, and resided the urge to reach into my coat and pull out my very own book of poems. Hell, I'd practically memorized Port's story in its entirety by this point, and could easily predict...
My eyes felt heavy as I laid against the pillow, the smooth tone of the Tropical Devil Night Remix letting my mind rest from and decompress a bit before I fully clonked out.
When next my eyes opened, I was swaddled in a cinnamon blanket, and the rhythmic movements of a car going down the road...