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Dustomega birthday TFDust entered his home. Just a few days away from his birthday and already he was getting stuff. He just wanted a normal day after all the stuff that happens to him. He walked up to his room and was confused. There on his desk was a present with a cake.
Dust walked up to the Gift and picked the card up. "Happy Birthday from Cooldude104 AKA Hackblast," There was even a little drawing of an eastern dragon in the corner biting a sketch of cake. Dust chuckled and turned to the box. He picked it up, only for it to explode in a cloud of blue smoke in his hands. Dust coughed, tears swelled in his eyes, he waited for the smoke to clear out the window, when everything was clear again. Dust was going to kill the machine for the gag present; he was lucky that it wasn't Dust's birthday yet, that and the cake looked good.
Dust placed a hand to his head to think, only to notice an unfamiliar feeling, he looked at his hand, it had gone red, scaly, clawed, and digit grade. Dust just starred at in shock
Magic 2It had been a week since everyone around had found out about James and his tail. And no I do not mean tale. I actually mean tail, cause he had one. Well when he was a bird because he could change into one. Candy had put on a good act. But she was actually mad at James. But she knew that no transformation spell would affect him now. Or would they. Well it turns out there were some to make the victim loose their mind in their other form. But for Candy that was a last resort. She wouldnt go that low unless she needed to. Maybe she could try transforming one of his friends as revenge. Like Oliver. That guy liked snakes, but he would never want to be one. Yes! It was perfect. At lunch today at School. She would slip a little potion into his drink. Though potions werent as effective as spells. They were powerful when mixed with something else. Candy looked through her potions list and found transformation. The only bit of snake DNA she had at home was a small amount of venom from
Digimon RP chapter 1.Many years ago, the original DigiDestined succeeded in protecting the Digital World from those Digimon that wanted to harm it. Devimon, the Dark Masters, Myotismon, all of them defeated by the DigiDestined. Peace was brought to the Digital World, and was enjoyed by all who lived there. However, like all good things, it came to an end. In the furthest regions of the Dark Area, the Demon Lords plotted to return and control the Digital World. Their armies have been unleashed, and the Digital World has fallen to their might. The four Digimon Sovereigns were sent to the Dark Area, and were to remain there for eternity.
Under the dark control of the Demon Lords, all the creatures of the Digital World have become their personal slaves. While they hoped for the DigiDestined to return, it was all for nothing. They had passed on many years earlier, and there was no replacement for them.
With all hope lost, the Digital World was no longer the warm and beautiful world it once was. It has now becom
MagicCandy was a new girl in Jamess class. She looked so normal but when you werent looking something good would happen for her. Like in science class when her torch wouldnt light while no one was looking, her torch suddenly lights like magic. Or during lunch, her lunch bag looks empty then she pulls out a 6-inch sub while no one, again, is looking. James has really gotten suspicious and decided one day, to head to her house to find out more about her. When James got there, Candys Dad just let him in. Hello James. Candy said happily. Hello, Candy. Look Ive been wondering. James replied with some suspicion. What is it? Candy asked. How do you do all that stuff? Like light your torch when its out of gas? Or always have a delicious lunch? And I want to know the truth no matter what the consequences! James told her. Candy stood up took a deep breath in and said I can do all that stuff because Im
Heartless Automaton - A Love StoryCombat Mechanoid 732 of the 3rd Armoured Battalion - though he went by the name Al in casual conversation (something easy for the fleshies to remember). During service he had dragged his ferrosteel body from the flaming wreckage of a particle tank on four separate occasions, once going back in to recover the memory core from a crushed comrade's skull. He dedicated himself to the cause not because of the propaganda or idealism, but because it was his job (and unlike the fleshies he knew how to do his job without whining, or stopping to rest every couple of days). But now the war was over (with both sides claiming victory) and Al was to be sent into civilian life.
The press releases had been careful not to suggest that mechanoids were considered alive in any way (because that might make someone begin to consider things like their rights and privileges), but instead focussed on how they might benefit the human (fleshie) population. They were told that the mechanoids would offer valuable a
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