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Of Keyblade Wielders and CatDogs - Terra's StoryTerra, who had just finished conversing with Master Xehanort at the Keyblade Graveyard was traveling in his Keyblade Glider, Earthshaker to his next destination but sees a strange world in front of him. The top of the world resembles a fish mashed together with a bone. Curious, Terra decided to have a look at this world. "Maybe who or whatever lives in this world could tell me where I'm going?" So he decided to have a look at this world and land on it.
The world opens up with a strange yellow and orange creature with a cat head on one end and a dog head on the other looking outside from their fish-bone house, only to find that a garbage truck was heading down from the road and the dog half of the creature decided to chase after it.
Terra arrives at the world and didn't see the garbage truck coming towards him until he heard it blow it's horn. Terra instantly backed off and saw the garbage truck being pursued by the strange two-headed creature.
"My body, ugh!" "My body, ouch!" said the
The Tiger Reviews: Mega Babies
This is my first review of perhaps, anything. Anyhow, I'm reviewing an obscure yet very terrible late 90s/early 2000s cartoon that aired on Fox Family Channel called Mega Babies.
While most people complain about all new cartoons being crappy and all old cartoons were better, this old cartoon was crappy...VERY...VERY...CRAPPY!!!
The show focuses on three babies, Meg, Derrick and Buck and their care-giver's name is Nurse Lazlo. According to the show's intro, they were mutated when the planets aligned with each other and got struck by lighting and since then, the 3 babies and their nurse had all kinds of very weird and gross superpowers.
The show itself is the kind that you can puke real easy. I know there were shows during the 90s that did had gross humor like Rocko's Modern Life, Cow and Chicken, Aah!! Real Monsters, Duckman, Courage The Cowardly Dog, CatDog, Ed, Edd N' Eddy and the fathers of gross humor themselves, Ren and Stimpy.
But those shows were tamer in comparison to this one!!
One Jump Ahead[Marco:] Gotta keep
One jump ahead of the breadline
One swing ahead of the sword
I steal only what I can't afford
( That's Everything! )
One jump ahead of the lawmen
That's all, and that's no joke
These guys don't appreciate I'm broke
[Crowd:] Riffraffs! Street rats! Scoundrels! Take that!
[Jonah:] Just a little snack, guys
[Crowd:] Rip him open, take it back, guys
[Marco:] I can take a hint, gotta face the facts
You're my only friends, Benjamin, Pandora Thea, Geronimo and Trap!
[Ladies:] Oh it's sad Marco Sora, Lucius Samax, Jonathan, Jonah Skellington and Kenki Omichi's hit the bottom
They become group rise in crime
I'd blame parents except they hasn't got 'em
[Marco:] Gotta eat to live, gotta steal to eat
Tell you all about it when I got the time!
One jump ahead of the slowpokes
One skip ahead of my doom
Next time gonna use a nom de plume
One jump ahead of the hitmen
One hit ahead of the flock
I think I'll take a stroll around the block
[Crowd:] Stop, thief! Van
What can you expect
From filthy little heathens?
Their whole disgusting race is like a curse
Their skin's a hellish red
They're only good when dead
They're vermin, as I said
They're savages! Savages!
Barely even human
Drive them from our shore!
They're not like you and me
Which means they must be evil
We must sound the drums of war!
They're savages! Savages!
Now we sound the drums of war!
This is what we feared
The paleface is a demon
The only thing they feel at all is greed
Beneath that milky hide
There's emptiness inside
I wonder if they even bleed
They're savages! Savages!
Barely even human
Killers at the core
They're different from us
Which means they can't be trusted
We must sound the drums of war
They're savages! Savages!
First we deal with this one
Then we sound
Suki songficSuki:] Little town
It's a quiet village
Like the one before
Full of little people
Waking up to say:
Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour!
[Suki:] There goes the baker with his tray, like always
The same old bread and rolls to sell
Ev'ry morning just the same
Since the morning that we came
To this poor provincial town
[Baker:] Good Morning, Suki, Sora, Kairi, Mitchell, Sarah, Amy, Evan, Riku and Felicia!
[Belle:] 'Morning, Monsieur.
[Baker:] Where are you off to?
[Suki:] The bookshop. We just finished the most wonderful story
about a beanstalk and an ogre and a -
[Baker:] That's nice. Marie! The baguettes! Hurry up! )
[Townsfolk:] Look there she goes those kids are strange, no question
Dazed and distracted, can't you tell?
Never part of any crowd
'Cause their heads' up on some cloud
No denying they're a funny group of kids those Suki, Sora, Kairi, Mitchell, Sarah, Amy, Evan, Riku and Felicia!
[Man I:] Bonjour
[Woman I:] Good day
[Man I:] How is
My most hated thingsHere's my most hated things:
Animal and child abusers
The Creation Vs Evolution Debates
FanBoy and Chum-Chum
Dora the Explorer
SpongeBob SqaurePants (after the first 3 seasons and the movie)
Whiny children (children during the 90s were less whiny)
Knock-offs I love like Dingo Pictures
Hate Art of stuff and people I like
Terra X Aqua (Kingdom Hearts)
Parents who don't take the responsibility of their childrens' actions
Pet owners who don't take the responsibility of their their pets' actions
The Derpy Hooves Controversy
Villain X Heroine pairings
The extremely crazy fanbases (e.g. Kingdom Hearts, Nintendo, Sonic, MLP etc.)
The Mighty B!
Tygra X Cheetara (Thundercats)
War and most shoot-out video games
Haters without good reason
Timon and Pumbaa (The TV show)
Ren and Stimpy: Adult Party
Geronimo's Jelliena themeWho's the mouse who's fun and witty
Scoops the news for Jelliepolis and making adventures in Planet Jelliena
Go! .Go! Geronimo!
He's amazing, he's terrific
Watch out world he's cheddarific
He's outta site and in the know .
He's the one we call Geronimo!
Suki and Bianca's dirty feet fun
One day in a wooded area somewhere in Japan, a black and white haired girl named Suki and a blonde girl named Bianca were walking in the woods with tired looks in their faces.
"Boy, my feet are killing me, Bianca!" said Suki
"Mine's too" said Bianca
Suki had an idea. "Say Bianca, how about getting out our shoes and go barefoot"
Bianca agreed and the two girls taken their shoes off and run off to the forest.
The girls' feet were becoming dirty as they kept running on the dirt.
After a while they rested on a rock, Bianca asked Suki "Suki, check my feet?"
Suki checked Bianca's feet and she told them "Boy, they're very dirty!"
And Bianca checked Suki's feet and she said "Yours are also very dirty!"
But Bianca and Suki really liked their dirty feet and decided to find their boyfriends, Cheren and Marco who found their shoes.
The boys found the girls sitting on the rock and the girls surprise them by teasing them with their dirty soles.
The boys immediately blushed at the site of their girlf
My list of hacksOkay, here's a list of people what I do think are talentless hacks. I've pic some people that I think are very bad writers and here's the list
Ian Flynn (the writer of the Archie Sonic Comics): That guy is such a piss poor excuse for a comic book writer.
He'd made Sonic a total pervert (true I might like some characters that are perverted like Johnny Bravo or Miroku from Inuyasha but at least they're funnier.) flirting with every girl he sees (Sally, Amy, Mina even Fiona). He'd also made Tails not friends with Sonic.. WTF!!! Tails is Sonic's best friend and friends stick together no matter what (not in a yaoi way)
He'd also made Sonic a total loser...Come on, Sonic isn't a loser. He's one of the best video game characters of time and you had to shit on him.
The other characters aren't nice neither. Sally is this over-possessive bitch who wants to marry Sonic and have his kids, Amy is kinda in that level, Tails is a little perverted Romeo amongst others.
Archie doesn't own Sonic, it pro
STAMP Chapter 5 Part 2XXXXContains explicit and violent sexual content, so if you aren't into that I wouldn't read STAMP.XXXX
They heard the door knock and Tralion sat up, “Come in.” Maron chimed.
Nile walked in and narrowed his eyes at Tralion, “Come on it’s time to do another show.” He ordered and Tralion took the blanket off his legs and dressed, “How was it Maron?” Nile asked.
“It was good Nile, don’t hurt him too badly.” Maron said standing up and putting her shirt on.
Nile put his arm around Tralion as they left, “Don’t worry, I’ll hurt him just enough.”
His arm was heavy but Tralion could still stand up straight as they walked down the hall to the radio room, by now Tralion knew what to expect and where to sit. Maron went to her room to put a pair of shorts on before sitting in the studio.
Reynald cleared his throat and flipped on their mics, “You both look satisfied. I’ll assume it went well.”
Tower: Powerless part twoIn a blinded state I felt myself being magnetically pulled into something. The force that ushered and carried me also sent waves of energy that could rip my body into pieces. It was frightening yet magnificent.I was being engulfed by the core of the force, inside I could hear her screaming. Apatheia's voice went from a sweet intoxication to a surging horror. Memories flashed before my eyes rapidly as burning photographs, each memory hurt more and more. The fire filled my head and remained trapped behind my eyes, attempts to restrain my own cries of suffering were futile. Her scream was so loud and piercing that I pressed my hands against either side of my head, feeling as if it would violently shatter like glass.
It was then that I came realize that I was not blind...I was in pure darkness. Slowly being guided into what would be a probable equivalent to a black hole. My body did not resist, my mind no longer wanted to resist, I had surrendered. Seconds afterwards the fire filled my who
STAMP Chapter 5 Part 1XXXXContains explicit sexual content! So if you aren't into that I wouldn't read STAMP.XXXX
Once Tralion finished his broadcast about sleeping with Vation he shyly watched Reynald make dinner, “Are you sure there’s nothing I can do to help?” He asked.
“Of course I’m sure, I like being in control of everything in the kitchen.” He answered, simmering red potatoes for their vegetable medley.
Tralion glanced to the side, he sat at their island bar and twiddled his fingers, “Sometimes I let Anula or Nile help me, Nile’s very familiar with my way of cooking.” Reynald explained.
“Is he?” Tralion asked, “How come?”
“Well Nile and I have lived with each other for almost ten years, we’ve cooked many a meal together.” He answered smiling at Tralion who nodded.
They heard Nile’s heavy steps walking toward them in the hallway and he sneezed. When he caught sight of Reynald, he walked over to him an
False Prophet'You? Join the Competition? You'd have to be an Arcani to make it ten metres from the gate!' jeered the Curator.
The thin boy looked up at the Curator with an icy, dead-eyed stare. He extended a hand from beneath his tattered coat. A hint of concentration flickered at his face. Streams of entwining yellow light stretched up from his hand, fast turning blue and icy. The mocking sneer on the well-dressed Curator's face turned to shock and fear as the light reached towards his heart. In seconds the Curator exploded in a burst of sapphire. Icy shrapnel destroyed the booth he'd been using to shelter from the snow.
'The rumour that Arcani have short tempers is completely false. Arcani are emotionless psychopaths. However, many short-tempered people were killed in the so-called "Arcani Hunts".', the boy enunciated in a monotone, almost as if he were reprimanding himself.
The people in line behind him recoiled, shocked. One man produced a gun from a wolf-fur coat.
The boy straightened up. Flin
The Campaign, chapter 2 Gnaeus seethed in silence as he sat in his parlor, the hurly-burly of his household not holding a fraction of his attention. The day was beautiful outside, and his home shone like gold in the warm sunlight. Unhappiness was all that touched the lawyer’s mind.
This old, sour-faced magistrate, Postumius, had publicly humiliated him. Now Gnaeus was the one with the sour face. He twiddled his thumbs, and let his anger show. His wife, Naevia, said at the door that this was unsuitable behavior for a civilized Roman.
Fie to suitable behavior, he thought. Gnaeus’ loyalty had been put into question, and his late mother’s pedigree insulted. Never in his thirty-four years had he been so exposed. If he were to ever set foot in the senate house again, Gnaeus would surely have to have his revenge.
The click of rotating dice in someone’s hand slowly gripped his attention. The elfin face of his f
MemoriesMemories. So many things can trigger a flashback to a time, a place, a moment in life that is locked somewhere in your memory, forgotten amongst all the commotion of life. The smell of a particular perfume often reminds me of a woman, a woman who no matter how hard I try, is forever stuck in my consciousness. A familiar song can send me reeling back to my past, remembering conversations, parties, acts of drunken stupidity and teenage desperation. The touch of a hand on shoulder can bring lost emotion surging up from a place where they had been buried so deeply, I thought only a whisper remained. What we have been through, the loves we have found and the loves we have lost, the mistakes we have made and the decisions that lifted us up, the opportunities missed and the chances we have seized, the times of overwhelming despair to the times of tumultuous joy ... they all shape us, form us and make us the person we are. Despite this, many of us struggle t
ViolinI remember the day
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
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