Sunday, October 11, 2015

Random SW WIP

It wasn't smooth, it wasn't controlled, and it wasn't without its effects, but at least it was consistent. Every ten minutes, she lost two or three inches.

It scared her. It excited her. Every inch of her, inside and out, tingled as various sensations coursed through her body. She couldn't help but close her eyes as adrenaline, fueled by fear and arousal, pierced her every nerve.

The first twenty minutes saw her miniskirt touch her knees. The next ten saw her knees touch the floor. She shivered and shook, her body flushed and red. She began to sweat, to gasp for air. The other two occupants in the room were paralyzed with fascination.

The sight never grew boring. An hour in, Kara finally lost her composure. She stood and her skirt dropped off her body. Her t-shirt hung at mid thigh, one shoulder exposed. Her hands ran unconsciously over her body,

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Matter (Heroes Fanfic - WIP)

“Equivalent exchange.”

“What?”

He turned around. “Equivalent exchange. Like Fullmetal Alchemist. 'To obtain, something of equal value must be lost.' You remember that, don't you? We spent months watching it; you must know!”

Peter chuckled. “You always were the nerdy one.”

Roy knelt again, scooping up some mud from the ground and packing it into a ball in his hands. “I'm being serious here. I have some kind of special power here, and you laugh at me like I'm joking.”

“Because you're a jokester. Most days I can't tell when you're being serious or when you're pulling my leg. The day you're actually being serious when you say you're being serious is the day I become a millionaire.”

“Well,” Roy began, standing up and turning towards his friend, “that day is today.” He held out his hands, the ball of mud encased between them. “I have your million dollars right here, if you will take my word for it.”

“A million dollars, huh? I doubt that mud is worth as much as you say it is.”

It was Roy's turn to laugh. “I'm telling you, I can make you a millionaire with this mud. All I ask is that you take the chance and believe in me.”

“Okay, fine. I believe you. Can I be a millionaire now?”

Roy pressed his hands together and closed his eyes for a moment. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and smiled. “Close your eyes and hold your hands out. I'm going to give you a present.”

Peter sighed, but closed his eyes and held out his hands to oblige his friend. The next thing he knew, he was dropping something very heavy. It fell to the ground with a dull thud.

“You can open your eyes now.”

Peter did so and looked to his feet. Where there should have been a ball of (very heavy) mud, there was actually a ball of gold. Pure gold.

“Wha- how? You did this?! How did you do this?!”

Roy began to laugh. “That's just it; I don't know! I concentrated on that ball of mud and told it to become something of great worth, and that's what it became! Now, if you don't want it, I'm sure I can find a use for it...” He stepped towards his friend, but Peter knelt and scooped up the precious metal first.

“It's really heavy. Is gold supposed to be this heavy?”

“Yeah, I'm pretty sure it's supposed to be that heavy.”

“What do we do with it?”

“We? Nothing. You should have it appraised. Say you found it in the rock quarry a couple miles from here. Do something for your family with the money you get from it. I have a few experiments I have to do, and soon I'll be leaving this go-nowhere town. You should too.”

Peter furrowed his brow. “So, that's it? You hand me this lump of gold, free of charge, and then tell me you're going to disappear? Will we cross paths again?”

Roy nodded. “I'll find you, and we'll hang out again. But not here. And not soon. I have a few things I need to do first.” He paused and thought for a moment. “Move to Colorado. I hear it's getting to be an awesome place to live nowadays, and your mother would benefit from the fresh air. In a year or two I'll show up at your front door.”

“How will you afford to move?”

“Peter, I can turn mud into gold. I don't think money is going to be that big a problem for me.”

Thursday, April 24, 2014

Blink

Davis was only 2 when his powers manifested. He and his family were in the living room when Davis declared in his two-year-old mind that he wanted a juice box, and that he was going to get it himself. He stood, took a step forward and... was in front of the refrigerator, ready to pull it open and get what he wanted.

His parents were baffled. In the blink of an eye, their son had traveled fifteen yards from his playpen to the fridge without disturbing a single obstacle. The fridge door opened, and another two seconds saw their son with a juice box, sitting silently in his playpen.

They freaked.

John Corner, private pilot and father of two, decided that moment that he wanted to be John Corner, private pilot and father of one. While his wife dissolved into hysterics, screaming that her precious son had been replaced by a demon, John picked up his son and took him upstairs to his room. He packed a suitcase with his son's favorite clothes, packed a couple toys and his favorite stuffed animal, then carried the suitcase and his son to their car. After securing the boy in his carseat, and packing the suitcase in the trunk, John left his suburban apartment.

At 4:30pm Monday morning, a brown Jeep Cherokee arrived at Fulton City Orphanage. A man got out of the vehicle and came around the side, opening a backseat door and pulling out a carseat. He opened his trunk door and retrieved a suitcase, and carried both the carseat and the suitcase to the front door of the orphanage. He set the two items on the ground, hastily scribbled a note with his son's first name on it, secured the note underneath his son, knocked twice on the door, and hurriedly walked back to his car.

Without so much as a second glance, John Corner got into his Jeep, started it up, and drove away.

Two minutes later, the front door of the orphanage opened, and the headmistress came upon the child in the carseat. She took his suitcase and carseat inside, shutting the door behind her. Davis was alone.

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Zach Walker, Vampire Hunter

- Vampires exist as fantasy only, and no such thing has ever walked the earth

- Zack's vampirism is a result of a mutation brought on by his mother's extensive drug usage while he was still developing

     - The humans that Zack infects are known as Vampites

- Zack's heart and nervous system are designed as such that he doesn't need to breathe or eat, and blood-sucking is only a measure needed in events of great injury

- Vampirism is contracted by sexual intercourse with a carrier

- Sunlight makes a vampite weak, and kills one if more than 50% of their skin is exposed to the sun for more than 30 minutes. They can walk out in the sun for an indefinite amount of time if ALL of their skin is covered, but they are still weakened from the UV rays coming through their clothing

- Vampites are not "undead" humans. Vampites are a mutation of the human genome, and as such can still be impregnated by humans, as well as impregnate humans. The baby in either situation has a 1 in 500^3 chance of survival

- Silver is not deadly to a vampite, but does cause considerable amounts of pain. Vampites are known to use silver-tipped needles to tattoo themselves, since the silver burns through their skin and allows the ink to take without being rejected

Monday, February 10, 2014

Cartman is a Jew

"Is he really that ignorant?"

"Yes, he really is. He doesn't know anything, and makes no effort to learn anything. His head is so far up his fat ass, it popped out on top of his neck where it started!"

"That kind of ignorance is nearly handicap status worthy!"

- Kyle's mother runs a geneology program through her family tree, and finds out that they are distant relatives of Jesus Christ. Eric's mother uses the same program and also finds that she and Eric are distant relatives of Jesus Christ. This means that Kyle and Eric are related...
- ... and Eric is Jewish.

-OR-

- Kyle's family is related to Jesus, while Eric's family is related to Judas...
- ... which makes Eric Jewish anyway.

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

The Never Never Theres

"It almost seems like you could live forever there."

"That's the point. Time stops in Never Never Land."

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

The Curse (WIP)

They called it the Curse of the Eva, but the people knew better. It wasn't the Eva that presented the Curse, it was the LCL.

LCL was a liquefied oxygen meant to fill your lungs and oxygenate your blood from within. When the Angel Wars ended, the Evangelion program was disbanded, and the corporation WILLE decided to dispose of the LCL without any further research into its use.

But that's where things started getting complicated.

The first attack came three years after the disbandment. Hordes of people swarmed WILLE's base of operations, chanting words in a strange language, and calling for LCL. Word soon spread that the attackers were biting people, drinking their blood. The satisfied ones would leave the base, lips stained crimson, while the others continued their attack with rudimentary weapons crafted from whatever they could find.

The pilots of the Evangelion, though, were not included amongst the hordes of people. The thought of using the decommissioned Evas to help disperse the attack came from Dr. Akagi, but it was quickly shot down. Instead, WILLE's security force, armed with gas grenades and rubber bullets, were tasked with the clearing.