My story (4,000 pageview special!)It started back in early February 2012. It was the 15th, I just recently downloaded the internet channel onto my Nintendo Wii. (This was four months before I got my Xbox.) I mainly used it for......Okay I don't remember, but I used to watch a lot of youtube video's using it.
A few days later I was on Google looking up some pictures. After a while I found a picture with a story link. That's when I found this site, good ol' deviantart. The first deviant I ever found was TheBlox. He has INCREDIBLE stories and I higjly recommend that you go check them out. Now let me tell you how browsing dA on the Wii was. It f***ing sucked. Search pages only showed four results, there were no themes to use so I had to put "stories" in the related search, if someone typed A++++++++++++++++++ so much it would go off of the website, and the comments always went by weeks. Ex. 160 weeks. You couldn't view account comments either. Having to use dA like this was very tedious but it was okay. If a deviation had
The end of Equestria?Important note: This fanfiction is based off a dream I had a few days ago, so if anything is out of the ordinary, which is probably everything you will read in this fanfiction, please remember this fact. With the note out of the way, let the story begin.
Norfy: "Hey Fluttershy, has anything seemed a little weird today?"
FS: "No, at least, nothing that I noticed."
Norfy: "All ri- oops, almost fell down that hole. *proceeds to jump over the hole, but when he does, he jumps higher than the clouds* WHAT THE HECK!? HOW DID, WHAT?! *Falls back to the ground, landing on his face* OW! WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT?!"
FS: "I don't know! Are you okay?"
Norfy: "I'm okay, but what the heck happened?! Wait, doesn't everything look slightly smaller?"
FS: "I think we should go find Twilight and the others to see if they know what's going on."
Back at Twilight's house
Norfy: "Twilight, have you seen what's happening?"
TS: "Yeah! I don't know what's going on!"
RD: "Where's Rarity and Appleja
FNAF OC's Tips!
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Alright, since 'Some' people (mostly my friends) are complaining that this blog here, http://badfnafocs.tumblr.com
'Was' critiquing on FNAF OC's but.....their comments were kind of rude & uncalled for so I decide to give you guys some helpful & kind tips on how to improve your FNAF OC or how to make a better FNAF OC!
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This tips are only for those who wants to improve their FNAF OC or wants to make a better FNAF OC.
Now here are the tips on how to improve your FNAF OC or how to make a better FNAF OC!
FNAF OC Tips (Animatronic OC's):
1: If your OC is a animatronic, make sure it really looks like a animatronic, it can not have breast, tounge, butt, under parts (if you know what I mean) or anything fleshy.
2: Make sure your OC is set into the FNAF game plot, settings & background.
3: Make sure your OC is an animal that the kids w
Commission: Maddie's Eventful NightMaddie let out a long sigh as she closed the door to her house. Her parents were out of town and she had the whole place to herself. After just coming back from getting some ice cream, she was exhausted.
Maddie tossed her long, brown hair behind her back and made her way up to her room, preparing to undress. If you’d asked anyone at her school who the most attractive girl there was, they’d all say Maddie. She had silky, radiant skin, piercing eyes, and full, pink lips. But what attracted most people was her perfect hourglass figure. Maddie had enormous, soft breasts and an ass so plump, people behind her in class would gasp when she sat down.
Although she was beautiful, Maddie had never had sex and was a very shy, innocent girl. Despite her naivité, her incredible body was very well-known, not just at Maddie’s school, but around the world. Maddie wouldn’t know just how popular her looks were until tonight.
Just as Maddie was beginning to lift her spaghetti-
Toy Transformation Colab #1 Rachel sighed flipping the newspaper over in her hand and sliding her cellphone back into her pocket, she had been through every help wanted add in the paper and came up empty with every one, since losing her job she had come to rely on her savings to help pay of her mounting college loans, but now that was no longer going to work out, broke and without a job she knew she had to find a new job, but the trick was actually finding one, it seemed every online advertisement or newspaper ad had already been accounted for. “Getting a job should not be this hard!” she moaned. At 23 years old she had finished college, gotten good enough grades, and at a petite 5’4” with long blond hair she wasn’t exactly lacking in the looks department, but even so she couldn’t manage to land that all important interview.
Another sigh escaped her lips as she leaned back in the chair looking around; she had ended up in the local
Business of Broken Ethics Chapter 2“Kid, lift your head up. I know that tranquilizer should have worn off awhile ago.”
Starker raised his head, as well as his hackles. Sure the tranquilizer wore off, but his head was absolutely throbbing. Like someone had just tossed him into his cell while he was still unconscious, he felt as if he had cracked his skull on solid stone.
And after several vague, fuzzy hours of pacing around, barking, and alternating gnawing and kicking the cell bars, they had cuffed him again and took him to some isolated room. He was now seated at a plain gray table with a remarkably shiny surface, across from that horse deputy guy who had first confronted him.
Nighthoof, whatever his name was, was leaning back slightly in his chair, drumming his fingers on the table’s edge. His silver eyes stared down at Starker with a guarded, stern look, “Alright, need I remind you why you’re here? Like I said before your idiotic attempt to run off like that…” N
Business of Broken Ethics Prologue (tw read desc)A discarded news post lay on the stone pavement, fluttering slightly as the wind attempted to pull it from the bush branch it was caught on.
~*BREAKING NEWS*~ HORRIFYING CARNAGE! MURDER OR BRUTAL HUNTING TRIP?
A hunter was shocked to find what can only be described as complete and total carnage during a hunting trip shortly after sunrise, the thirteenth day of March.
He requested to remain unnamed, but reported that there were bodily remains scattered on his usual hunting route, along with blood splatterings all over the nearby trees and practically all over the ground. As a hunter, he knew of no feral that were known to brutalize prey like this. It was unnatural, he said. Unsure what to do, he ran to the nearest station and notified the police to examine the remains in case it was in fact, a murder scene.
Police were equally perplexed as they looked over the mess. Organs were found, but still damaged or in pieces. Intestines were found broken into segments and scatte
Business of Broken Ethics Chapter 3Starker’s eyes narrowed at the sensation of hundreds of eyes on him.
It was the day of that so-called formal trial and he had been placed at a table at one side of the large courtroom, seated next to Nighthoof. He had finally been released from his handcuffs, which Nighthoof seemed to lock him in every single time he had to set foot outside his cell, for ‘safety measures’ or whatever.
The stiff jail cell bed had been rather unforgiving as well, the dog found himself continually rolling his shoulders and stretching his spine as they had grown stiff and sore from the mattress-stuffed-with-rocks that he had to sleep on all night.
Nighthoof was drumming his fingers on the table surface as usual for someone like him as he watched people file into the courtroom. A jury sat in a separate box from an audience area off to the left side of the judge’s podium, which towered over him and everyone in the room.
The judge was this prim-looking fennec fox woman, with neatly com