☠️ The apocalypse has arrived at Mobius, the planet the hero Sonic the Hedgehog lives.☠️ However, the hero is now a .EXE, infected with a deadly virus.☠️ Now, it is time for the survivors to rise and fight the infected.☠️
OC used is not mine, when the maker of Espies makes an account, I'll @ them.
Hi, I just wanted to take the time to thank everyone for their support on this story that is still very much a work in progress. If you are interested, this will be some lore to the story, no spoilers of course. I'm just one writer working on this story and if you are interested in learning more about it or you enjoy it and want to express what you like and even what you don't like, do not hesitate to leave me a comment. Please be patient due to story just being a hobby of mine and time for me is limited. Enjoy!
Decca Story Origins and Thoughts:
Decca: The Battle of Cards story started off as a simple concept, I wanted to build a story centered around powerful cards and I'm a big fan of trading card games of course, so it was a no brainer what the core of the story would be about. As a big fan of Shōnenanime, like Dragon Ball Z, Naruto, Yu Yu Hakusho etc., I wanted to fuse my passion for trading card games and anime by creating a story that centers around interesting characters that battle each other with trading cards. Yeah, I know the concept hasbeen done before. However, my idea took a bit of inspiration from anime like Naruto just to name an example, where the characters learn techniques using their hands to summon elemental and other type of abilities. For my story the cards would be key for the fights. Characters would be involved in fast-paced action but of course using different cards in order to summon the different techniques and elemental abilities. There could be something out there, a comic book, another novel, a video game even that probably has a similar concept or basic elements to my idea. Well, I haven't come across it just yet. Any similarities is just coincidental. The debut of this story, the first rough draft, was posted originally on Storywars.com. This site no longer exists unfortunately, but turns out that my story really didn't take off on that platform. (If you do a little of investigating on Storywars.com you'll understand.) I decided to take it and expand on it and eventually I was able to create 8 chapters (Still a work in progress.) However, I decided to give up on it for a time due to lack of response from an audience. I kept fixing and adding to the story little by little. I officially added all 8 rough draft chapters to websites like DeviantArt, Booksie and Wattpad to name a few. I got a lot of hits on Booksie.com but Wattpad.com and DeviantArt.com was not very successful. (I even created many different types of cards for the story and posted them on my DeviantArt profile https://www.deviantart.com/eamproductions). But I kept at it and eventually found this awesome site. I decided that if the story does take off I would dedicate more of my time to it. On this site I decided to take my time, take it slow and not rush and add all the rough draft chapters but instead see if there is enough interest. If I see the interest, I will dedicate more of my time to develop and edit each upcoming chapter. Thanks for reading and your support. - X Caliber - Take care!
I have been on this journey for so long,Is this just a season,I don’t want to give up on this dream that helps many people,I use to be a positive resource for others,But now I need to find myself,How can I teach others how to improve their lives when I can’t live out the mission statement,I’m in the dark,What do I do with this dream.
I will try to update this every few days.
If someone can teach me how to label this as a blog and not general, that would be great-
TW: Violence, gore, and swearing may be included in some entries. I will try not to post anything way too gory.
Thanks for reading, and if you want to include some of your own weird/interesting dreams in here, that would be awesome.
Welcome to a unique adaptation of Ray Bradbury's beloved Halloween tale written by none other than me.But beware---there's a twist to this version.
Join the mysterious Carapace Clavicle Moundshroud as his magical Bumbershoot pulls eight trick-or-treaters through realms of fantasy in search of their missing friend. From the tombs of ancient Egypt to an encounter with Frankenstein's monster.....the gargoyles of Notre Dame Cathedral......a world of genies.....Gilbert & Sullivan extravaganzas.....Dracula......Sherlock Holmes....all the way to the cemeteries of Mexico on el Dia de Los Muertos, the Day of the Dead. Is Pip still alive? And if so, can his friends save him from a dreadful fate before it's too late?
All rights reserved. Inspired and based on Ray Bradbury's The Halloween Tree.
just us complaining really
The Red Assassin, red because of the blood on her hands, squints one eye. The King continues to talk to his officials, oblivious to the fact that he was being targeted, oblivious to the fact that he would never kiss the heads of his sons again. Her finger shakes on the trigger- this job was becoming a pain. She hated tearing families apart, but she had to do what she had to do if she wanted her family to stay together, it was a small price to pay.
One of the official ladies screams, blood splattering on her dress. The guards run over, shouting commands to one another.
The king is dead, the king is dead, the king is dead.
The Queen neals over her dead husband, sobbing into his chest. A red halo has started to form around his head.
The king is dead, the king is dead, the king is dead.
Antero, the king's sorcerer, walks over to the devastated queen and the dead king. His staff makes a thud on the ground with each step.
“An Assassin,” he says, eyeing the hole in his temple from where the bullet had entered. The girl watches from her hiding spot up high, watching as the dwarfs take away the king, and smiles.
The job was done.
Sequel to Fall of Ages. Go read that first!
This is a little poem based on a event that happened to me today where I met a group of disabled children. There was this one little girl that really stood out to me. She just sat in a corner and seemed to entertain herself. I wanted to create somthing based on the way she made me feel. I had not pencil in sight to draw with, so I ended up writing this on my phone instead. I'm by no means a expert at poetry but I wanted to share it.
Tell the men to retreat, we are heading home."
Elric said to Brett without even glancing at him, his whole attention was fully on the tiny vampire treasure he had just acquired.
"I presume you are the young vampire heiress?"
Jade nodded and stared at him with arrogance blazing out of her eyes.
He lifted her up with one swift, smooth move and hung her roughly over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
"You are coming home with me!"
When a werewolf and a vampire that despises each other end up being mated together and the only way to reject this partnership is for their hands to be tied together with the red string of destiny for three months.
Will their hatred for each other override the effect of the string of destiny or will their love blossom into something even greater?
Just three months? no big deal?