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A Day in RelaxationKaira woke up very happy the next morning, knowing
that she wouldn't have to worry about her husband
for the first time in a long while.
"Wait, he's going to, be home!" she said as she ran
to the bathroom. She took a 5 minute shower, brushed
her hair, and went to the closet to pick out something
nice. After all, she hadn't really looked nice when she
did see him, and she wanted to look special today for him,
now that she had someone to look nice for!
"Lemme see... I wonder if he's wearing his pink shirt..."
She shuffled through many shirts and jeans and finally found
the pink buttoned BADMAN shirt, and lucky for her, it wasn't
wrinkled! She slipped on a black tank top, kept the pink shirt
unbuttoned over it, slipped on some panties and some spandex
shorts, and reached into the nightstand for her dark purple
lipstick. "I might as well look nice!"
Kaira stepped out looking for her lover. She became nervous
when she still didn't see him. She almost starting crying, but
she heard laughter
It's Okay...Vegeta closed the door to his home behind him quietly,
as he tried not to wake his family sleeping upstairs.
Yet again, he had stayed out late training, only
coming home to eat a quick dinner then head back out.
He would have stayed home the rest of the evening, but
he was sure could push himself above his limits, to the
point past an Ascended Super Saiyajin. He was so close,
but he realized it was late and decided to go home. And,
though he didn't really agree with the idea, stay home
the next day.
As he slowly flew up the stairs, he heard whimpering.
He put his hand and ear to the twins door, and didn't
hear anything. He walked over and opened his and Kaira's
bedroom door. There was nothing but moonlight, but he
could see his wife constantly twitching and shaking. She
clawed at his pillow, making a sad face everytime she did.
She was causing the whimpering, and he begun to know why.
He walked over to his side of the bed, kicked off his shoes,
and grabbed his lover's trembling hand. I
InterviewMickey-chan: Hello! Today I will be interviewing the prince of
Saiyajins, Vegeta! Are you ready Mr. Vegeta? *sweet smile*
Mickey-chan: Good! Now I hope you don't mind if I ask some
personal questions, do you?
Vegeta: Anything that's not your business, I won't say.
Mickey-chan: Okay then! Now, let's start with your personality.
Why are you angry most of the time?
Vegeta: People like you. Always in someone's way.
Mickey-chan: Ouch, man... Um, anyway, how do you feel about your
life now? Are you happy with it? Or upset?
Vegeta: Ugh, if you must know I am perfectly content with my life.
Though, I always pictured ruling the universe with my wife, then
again, Kaira was never like that...
Mickey-chan: Kaira is your wife, isn't she? What do you find
appealing about her?
Vegeta: She's very cute, I must say. Just like she was when she was
a child. She can be pretty annoying, but it's funny when she gets
angry at me.
Mickey-chan: That's good to know! Now, you knew Kaira when she
The Way It Turns Out Ch. 5The Way It Turns Out Ch. 5
Ryuu landed his time machine right outside
of a forset area. He opened the glass window and
hopped out, pressing the button to recapsulize it.
He picked up the capsule and put it in the same pocket
that held his father's medicine. "Mom's gonna be so happy,"
he said, and began walking. He kept thinking about his to-be
parents in the past, thinking if he should go to the wedding.
It'd be nice to see his parents get married. All he ever heard
were stories, or had seen pictures. But would be strange if he
showed up? Everyone knew him, and they he was Vegeta and Kaira's
son, but the idea still seemed weird. He stopped when he noticed
he was right outside of his home. His very big, two-floored, too
many roomed, home.
When he opened he immeadiately ran upstairs. A older Kaira
came out of a room and hugged her son tightly. "Mom, I have the
medicine!" He pulled the bottle out of his pocket. "Miss Bulma
said these'll make Dad feel better in no time!"
"Ryuu, that's wond
The way It Turns Out Ch.4The Way It Turns Out Chapter 4
"Ooh! What about that one, Kaira?" ChiChi said as she pointed
to a cream white wedding dress in a store. "It's not totally
white, and look at all of the flowers on it!"
"That's nice, but I don't like cream white." Kaira said shyly.
"Well what do you like? You can't get 'white white'. I mean, you're
not a virgin!" Bulma said loudly.
"Can you keep your voice down please? I know I'm not. I don't even
want a 'white white' dress."
"Hey, how about that one?" ChiChi said, pointing to a dress. It was
on a mannequin, and the dummy was holding flowers that went with it.
The dress had no straps to it, and a thick black rim around the chest
and bottom. There was a big black bow around the stomach, and beneath
it were many black swirls. The veil had a pure white head band, and a
slightly gray net. The dress was made from pure silk, and had no itchy
nets under it.
"I love it, ChiChi!" Kaira exclaimed.
"Hey Mom, guess what?" Kaira said as she talked to her mother on
The Way It Turns Out Ch.3The Way It Turns Out Ch.3
Kaira turned around at the sound of Vegeta calling her name.
"Yes?" she said as she walked to the bathroom. "What is it?" She
noticed he was poking at his ears. "Kaira, do I have big ears? I
just noticed..." She looked at her lover with a worried face. Of
he did! But she didn't want to tell him, because she didn't know how
he would take it. "Well Kaira, do I?"
"Well, I mean... They're not..huge.."
"But they're big... Aren't they..?"
"So what if they are? To be honest, I think they make you look cute!"
"That's not the point!"
"Well what is?"
"How come you didn't tell I had satellite dishes as ears?!" he said
pulling at them.
"Like I said," she said grabbing them, "they make you look cute!"
Bulma, Kaira, and ChiChi sat outside eating a lunch that Mrs.
Breifs had made for them. Bulma and ChiChi wanted to talk to Kaira,
being that they haven't really talked in a while. Though, the only
topic they could talk about was Kaira, and her pregnancy scare with th
[Creepypasta] We're expecting.It took us almost two years of trying,two years of waiting, of being let down and two awful years of losing that small ray of hope that was invested in our hearts,waiting to have that little someone that would call me dad and call Michelle, mom. The last time we tried, we were notified that Michelle was not able to conceive a child. I tried so hard to look at the bright side, to cheer her up. But I saw, oh I saw, how the lights faded from her beautiful emerald eyes and how her beautiful smile, it looked so nervous and hopeful, turned into a sorrowful one. She didn't cry, something I expected her to do once she was told.
How I wish that was the reaction she gave, when she was told she wouldn't be able to have children that looked like us. Maybe a beautiful girl with wavy long locks like her mother that would inherit my hazel eyes, or a little boy with her mesmerizing emerald eyes and my ebony hair. None of that would come, it all came down to a silently awkward ride back h
Creepypasta: I Don't Want to be Part of Your WorldCreepypasta: I Don’t Want to be Part of Your World
September 27, 2014
This is Alex Pierce, reporting in his journal on the off chance that this expedition accomplishes anything it was supposed to. Personally, I think this whole thing is a snipe hunt. There’s no way someone could have survived in the Amazon for this long, but reports of a “wild man” in these parts have bolstered the Morrison’s confidence that their son might have survived that plane crash. God, how long ago would that have been? Five, six, maybe seven years? I didn’t read the report, to be honest. Not like I need to. No chance in Hell that he’s anything but a carcass. We’ll go in here, find nothing, report back as such, shatter their hopes and get the remaining half of our payment. All in a day’s work.
There is one interesting thing that bears mentioning though. As the helicopter was touching down I noticed a few contrails of smoke on the horizon, indicating a brush
INFORMATION LEAK~ BRINEARY'S TRUE IDENTITY.INFORMATION LEAK~ BRINEARY'S TRUE IDENTITY.
WHAT IF I TOLD YOU...
This whole entire time, Brineary wasn't originally from Minecraft?
But from an
What I’m saying He’s technically an Alien AI/Entity/poltergeist thing. That Destroys things for the fun of it.
After hiding this since I created ths "Herobrine copy" I finally told you all the truth.
*THE MORE YOU KNOWWWW*
The eyes, watch for the eyes.
That's how you know, the only sign before hell breaks.
How did it start? Just rumors, that's all there is. Some say some invasive species from some jungle. Others say in the main cities, festering in subway cars and on public buses. No one knows for sure.
The desolate say it's the end. The hopeful say it will be solved soon. The desperate ignore the first two and only survive. The blind only follow those in charge, wasting away in quarantine for no other reason than to live maybe a minute longer.
The eyes, look into the eyes.
The only way to know.
It was quiet at first, isolated events, no connections. Then it spread. Every nation blames the other. False prophets gain their income off of the fall of the masses.
They lay dormant. Unmoving until startled. They look normal until they feed. It's only the eyes that really change.
All color dies from the iris, the pupil a dark void in a sea of black, cobwebbing, throbbing veins. A wet milky sh
Creepypasta: SombrusThis is a story about two friends. Their names were Ian and Jake. Ian was 25 years old and had red shaggy hair and a few hairs on his chin. Jake was 27 years old, and he had black scraggly hair and wore glasses. They lived near the woods at the bottom south of Australia.
It was a cold, breezy night, and Jake was at Ian’s cabin. While Ian was smoking pot, Jake was looking up creatures from urban legends on his iPhone. He then found out about a creature that he had never heard of. It was called a Sombrus, which was some kind of animal mixed between a canine and a marsupial. “Ian, mate, you gotta see this.” He called over his stoned friend. “What’s up, Jake?” Ian asked. “There’s this monster thing called a Sombrus, which is like, some kind of wild marsupial dog, and it lives in woods, like where we are. Let’s go look for it.” Ian then replied, “You’re pretty crazy, mate. I think I’ll come.” So they packed
Jessie Shorts VI(Obsessions of an Over Achiever)
Jessie sat on Mark’s desk, arms crossed and foot shaking impatiently, more like aggressively,” Dame, how long are you going to stare at that red A?” They were at school in a classroom alone, Mark had the privilege to be allowed to stay in the building after school hours while clubs are going on in other parts of the place.
Mark and Jessie have known each other for only a month. Just with that month Jessie has learned lots of things about Marks life and obsessions. Mark has a goal, it’s to be the top of every class with the word ‘Honors’ or ‘Advanced’ in its name. Chemistry honors, Algebra Honors, English Honors, and so on. He’s been going to school every day when there’s classes, even when he’s sick just so he wouldn’t miss anything important or assignments. But in the beginning of the school year he starte
A Halloween Like None BeforeA Halloween Like None Before
The night of 30 October was scarcely the night that most folk usually celebrated as All Hallows' Eve. Throughout the edge of the town of Salem, Massachusetts, long noted for its former crazed witch hunts and unfounded accusations of black magic. None were ever proven or even investigated.
But despite the shady past in the town, the date in 2013 was more like a new arrival than a revival of old characters. The first upon the scene was a faint, aged and seemingly ruminating figure of a man wearing a high top hat and the dark clothes of mystics and undertakers alike. His gaze was stony and cool, yet indubitably sharp like an eagle. He strolled the back lane of the main road, isolated and unobserved, muttering eldritch words that had no resemblance to any known human tongue. He scanned the doorways and windows of the houses he passed thoroughly. Some windows revealed the glow of electric lights; others revealed the dim glow of a candle.
However, neither a
The Closet Monster Info Dump (1 Year Special)
As many of you know, it is my babies first birthday today! ;v; So you guys get a special information dump on her! ^^
Name: Hailey Nicole Geroto
Creepypasta Name: The Closet Monster
Age: It is unknown, but she claims to be either 14 or 15, but looks ten due to being killed at age ten, her growing halting, being locked in a freeze frame.
Theme Songs: Call me -- Shinedown
Second Chance -- Shinedown
Bio: Originally she had short brown hair, blue eyes, and a blue pendant, but when she was killed by her best friends brother, and his friends, them being a part of a satanic cult, she was labeled as a "Closet Child", children who have been lost in tragic ways, hers being stabbed to death in an old abandoned church. Her looks changed to match those of her 'Master' (The term is lightly used, since she doesn't follow orders, just feeds for him) she gained long, coal black hair, dull, glazed over, greyish pink eyes, and a red pendant. Merlee, her 'Master', took her in, and gave her a second chance.
The StormThe Storm
That night the seasonal thunderstorm was earlier than recorded for that time; and it lingered longer than usual. Thunder clapped in sundry locations. Lightning flashed with a glow that was, or, to most residents of the town, seemed, untypical of such weather. The roads were not heavily flooded, but the water refused to flow and residents dreaded snakes.
Along the byways, there wears the raucous chirping of crickets and the croak of frogs; but listeners swore that they heard human or alien language. When they reported to the authority concerned, the officer on duty was skeptical. He attributed it to seasonal fear. The date was October 29, only a few nights before Halloween. Nonetheless, the citizens vowed that they heard voices.
"Go home and get some rest," the officer replied calmly.
They walked out and headed for their homes as advised. In the office, the officer and the receptionist chuckled. Then the receptionist said good night
The fight was still going. Everyone was hurt. Bleeding, bones broken, life forces almost gone.
Their foe was stronger than expected. The evil Janemba was there, killing anyone who stood in
his way. He didn't speak.. All he did was laugh. His yellow eyes were filled with evil... No
one could stop him. He was too strong.... Even in their Super Saiyajin forms.
Goku came out of nowhere, ready to punch. But Janemba's hand was too quick, sending Goku
all the way across the field. Vegeta pushed himself off the ground, and sent a powerful
blast at the thing to distract him. Kaira ran behind him with a rod of ki in her hands,
ready to strike. But, Janemba grabbed the rod from her hands.
"No one could do that.." she thought. "I-It's not supposed to.."
Janemba grabbed her by her arm, and repeatedly beated her with it. Each hit was harder, and she
couldn't do anything about it. Vegeta's anger was building up inside, and he couldn't control it.
He immediately threw himself at Janemba, but it
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