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Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by Gacha-Gal-J, Dec 3, 2017.
I'll post a bunch of stories. What it will be about? Anything related about my characters or me.
Passage #1:GlItcH's origins
'She'll be back.' he thought to himself even if he knew it was a lie. It had already been a month when part 4 was posted and she had yet to post 5. He sighed. He was the bad guy, corruption in this universe, but he felt alone.
"The Creator...Why...Did she?...Abandon us?" he looked around for 5th time and that's when he saw it. It was a figure, he couldn't tell what it was, but it had an off feeling about it.
"Who...are you?" He asked the figure.
"ỳ̶͉͆̕o̶̳͔̼̙̓̃̓͒͊͆̈́̋͜ų̸̐̄̔̔̽̐̑͠͠ ̵̡̫̫̙͊͘d̴̞̩̘̮̫̙̹̲̄͗́ǫ̷̢̡͖̲͍̤̖̽͆̄̈́́̂͐͌͒ņ̵͓͙̇̆'̸̥͔̩̞̥̯̤̬̓͌̅͒͗̄̕͝ţ̸̨̨͔̻̤̣̺͗ ̴͍͊̀͒̍͐́͐̀n̸͇̰̘͋͛̈́͛̒̑͝ę̸̡̩̥̝͑e̸̞͍̭̯͆̾̈͆̈́d̸̥̣͊̌̆͝ ̵̢̢̢̛̖͖͎̘͈̳́̾̑̄͆̈́ͅt̵͚͍͚̦͈̹̑̃́̐͝ͅo̷̝̘̥̳͓̦̬͆̏̅́̈̒̀ ̸̨̨̼͓̊̿̃͐̑͛̌͘͠k̵̡̺̠̙̗̼̥̳̀̒̀̓̓͛͘n̶̢͇̄͜ô̴̯͔͝w̵̦͖̯̑͌͠" it responded. That's when it happened.
Slowly...the universe shattered, seeing its pieces fade away.
"No....No!" he fell to the ground and slammed his fist into the now black ground. He couldn't tell what happened nor what was left of his universe.
"heh..." he smiled
"t̶̛̯͍̰͛͒͌h̴̨̫̪̙͚̲͆͜͝͝e̸͉̳͆̓́̓̉̀ ̷̖̑c̶̨̦͔͈̤̠͚͌̽̈́͒͜͝r̶̡͚̙̣̺̩̱̘̍̽e̶̢͇̪̙̣͖̎̑͜͜ȃ̵̤̠̥̼̹̗͉̗̎̾̒̃̆͠t̷̩̀̈́̉͗̏̑ǫ̶̛̥̪̼̂̊́̈͑̆͠r̴͚̂́͛͑̚͘͝͝ ̵͚͚͇͓̘̯͉̿̆̇͜a̶̡̠͕̣͊̄͆̔͐͘̚b̸̠̈́̍ȧ̶̰̙̗̥̬̏̈̃̈́̓͝͝ņ̷̣͎̯̞̤͑͗̎́̓͐̆̎ḏ̵̢͚̻̻͑ö̵̪͇̌͛̐̚ṅ̶̛̬͔͚̝͇̼͐͘ȇ̸̡̘̻̙̝̻̜̌̉́ͅd̴̨̙̜̙͓̿̽́̇̃̓̚ ̵̺̠̦̫̄̀͛́̈́ư̵̧͙̻̯̣̼̂̈́̀s̶͕͖̪̃.̸̩͇̙̖̗̲̱̂̃͋͆̈́̓͜.̵̛̣̒̄̆͂̀̈́͐.̶̱̣̪̯̻́̽͒̿̽̓͘͜͝s̷̺̣͖̼̪͔̒̀͗̽͑͑͝h̸̪̳̠̰̒͋̊e̶̼̥͈̮̺̝͈͊̈ ̷̢͇͉̏͊̈́̒͛̌͑̊a̵͙̻̫̯̳̙̭͑̑͂̆b̵̡̧͖̰̼̼̃̀̋̕͝å̴̫͗͝n̴͎͂d̶̦̊̈́ò̴̲̞̀̚ǹ̴̺̿͆̾̎͒̾̎e̵̙̠̰͗͘ḑ̶̠͍̼̫̙̺̦̽́͌̇ ̶̹̻̯̻̊̇ͅm̴͓̀̃̍ë̸̥͔͋̍͂͊͠ͅͅ.̵̛̖̩̜͚͕̻̤̰̓̄̽̀̅̓.̸͕͆͋͌͒͋̀̒͌.̸̦̟̀̄̏̾̔̅̋"
"I̷̱͇̿́̑̈́͘ ̸̛̮̘̰̼̥̹͈̟̓̔̂̅̐͒̋̂͒W̵̢̨̡̝͖̣̿̎͋̍̚͜Į̶̛̹̝̻̻̼̱̝͔̫̱̏͂͋̾̍̽̆͋̇̋̇͛̈́͋L̷̛͖̪̖̱̗̤̬͕̞͖̲̫̰̀̊͋̉̈̈́͒̈́͆͜ͅL̴͔̜̠͗̏̇̈́͂͊͆̊͌̔̿̕ ̶̢̗̯̯̻͕̬͙̤̩̠̏̆̂̓̆̿͠͠G̷̙̱̗̽̽̎̾̔Ë̸͉̻́̾͑͊͆̅̿̉̿̒̿̃͝͝T̵̻̖̦͉̯̱͖͈̥̳͇̳̘̃̀̑ ̸̧̼͍̭͍͙̞͕͕͎͇̗͗̊͗͠͝M̸̤̦̱͉̱̫̗̻̍͂̐͆͐͒̎̈́̇́ͅY̸̛̠̥̜͉͖̜͈̲͂̄̂̽̐͜͝͠ ̶̹̭̞̟̝̼̻̲́̀̏̓͆̆̇͒̐̄R̶̲̫͒̈́̿̌͗̑̈́̈͆̃̀͑̓̚̚E̸͎̙̞̐͊̂͝V̴̙̀̎́̎͑͊̉É̵͓̜̻N̴̡̲̭̟͈̙̠̅́͛͑̏̚Ģ̵̣̱̠̣͓̦̪͓͎̌̎̔͋̿̚͠E̴̛͊̅̀̈́̂̍̋̉̃̾̀̂̈͆͜.̸̟̻̤̥̏̂͆̌͑͊̊̕̕͝ͅͅ ̵̛̖͓̣͎̏͌̉̽̍̽͑͝͝Ỏ̶̡̰̰̯̜̞̳̙͔̻̝̝͚̩̔̑͆́̔́͐̿̌͊̚N̶̡̨͍̪̫̉́͛͊̊̉̈́̍̃̄̈́̈́͝Ȩ̴͇̟̼̝̦͓̼͇̣̱̓̉̈̎̏̔̐̇̀̀ͅ ̶̢̺̺͓̹̹̟̣̘̆̉̎̒̿̾̏̀̅͜W̶̨͙̜͇͚̞̗̞̫̩̰̝͒̈́̀̂̓͗̄̂̈́̃̕A̵̢̹̣͚͕̻̖̩͚̯͎͕͐̏͛͂̒́ͅY̴̨̧̱̫̖̼̮̤͍̦͉͈͕͍̋́͒̾̈́̉̄͐͌̚̚͝͠͝ ̸̲̝͙̹̜̹̱̭̲͓̣̃̓̉̌̿O̴̧̫̟̎̊̏͊͌͜ͅR̸̤̳͌̄ ̸͍͎͇͇͗̋̊͗̽͘Á̵̜̥̗̫̭̰͚͖̻̭͙̊̎̄̈̐͆̂͘Ṋ̵̢̻͖̄͛͋̄̑̂̈́̂̇̏̂̃͜O̶̗͙̥͈͙͉̲̜̪͊́̒̋͗́̀T̴̡̢̢͙͔͉̰̫͈̝̜̹̼̋͂͊͗̇̉̈͐̚͠͝H̷͕̠̪͚͍̳͗̾E̸̠̍̔̿́̽͋̉̃̀̅̒̄͘͝͠R̸̨͉̲̣͈̓͌͌̆̀̍͑̈́͌̅͒̚͘̕.̸̩̖́̈̆̈́̅̈́̀̏̆̈̀́.̴̨̛͕̦̥̘̗̓͛̂̌̊̏̊̚ͅ.̴̡̧̧̯̠̫̺̟̮̫̾̉́̆̕.̶̛͖̰̯̫̙̪̜̅͊̓̉͌̀̍̈́̏̽̚͘"
Passage #2:Unusual methods
I sighed. It was early morning, only 10. Hardly anyone was online and at home. I was bored so I thought why not work on unfortunate beginnings. I open my laptop...wait....What happened to what I typed?!
I made sure my eyes weren't playing tricks on me. I wish they were, where once was my story was now a blank page. I thought could have done this and I blamed my sister first.
"Ima kill her for this."
Don't. She didn't do this. I did.
What the hell? I didn't share the file and I didn't see anyone here. So who else was typing?
I'll give you a hint. You forgot me once. Are you doing it again?
Glitch. You have to be kidding me.
What do you want? And why did you get rid of my work? I type.
There's an undo button for a reason.
I can get rid of you if I wanted to with one button.
And yet...You don't.
I sigh. I'm tired of his crap. Why are you here?
You haven't been working on this for a while.
I have writers block.
Excuses. But did you see how you only came her because it was gone?
My hands stopped. He may be a pain my arse but he's right.
That's what I thought. Now...I'll leave with that.
I sigh "Stupid little...." That's when I realized I was still bored. So might as well work on UB. And it doesn't have anything to do with him at all.
Passage #3:When I can't sleep.
When you have insomnia you have trouble falling asleep. And because the medication that helps me fall asleep ran out I've been really tired.
What's good about it? Well after taking it an hour later I feel like I'm going to pass out. So it works.
Anyway when I can't sleep I do a few different things. Read, watch youtube, play my ds, write fan fiction in my head and other things. But then It all gets boring to me then I want to sleep. But I can't. I don't feel like it till like around 11 or 12.
That's when I think. Not good thoughts. Thoughts that make me feel regret or make me feel embarrassed. That's one of the reasons why at night I let my sister talk, even about the most stupidest thing so I won't have to think about it. But I still do. I try so hard to push them away but they come back but with more power. But in the morning those feelings seem to go away only to come the next night.
Passage #4: The voices in my head
"Your a weirdo."
"Act your age!"
"Do you even care!?"
These are things I often hear. From classmates, from family and sometimes my friends. But at the surface it doesn't seem to bother me.
But on the inside it drives me crazy. All I hear are voices telling me these things, almost as if they are feeding on my anxiety.Oh. So cause I act differently from most of the kids here I'm weird? Well maybe I don't want to be boring. I want to be unique and have a good time. Act my age? In case you couldn't see I'm better with people that are younger than me. Acting my age would still be boring. Do I care? Well I don't lay awake thinking about what could go wrong and how I might never get it done if I did would I?
But then...there are my feelings. I don't like to talk about them because I can't. I'm not good at that. So I write. And make comics to give me a little joy. Then they suck then fun out of it and I don't want to do it for a while. But even when I'm suffering I still say...
And I must be a good actress. No one seems to ask about it after that.
It exactly what i or everyone else, like us feels everyday.
Nice story, I can relate to some of them. Yep.
Passage #5: What happened in the past
Bastet slashed the dummy again. The stuffing fell from the cut and on to the floor. She sighed and wiped her brow with her hand.
"Ah...training took it out of me.." she said. That's when she felt it. Someone was behind her. She tighten her grip on her scythe and swung around and held it to the guy's neck....
Only for she to realize that it was her friend and partner Anubis who had been holding a bottle of water for her and him.
"Hi..I though you might want some water...Please don't kill me.." he said
She sighs "Thanks...and sorry." He handed her a water and she took it opened it and took a sip and sat down. He sat down as well.
"So..." he said. He didn't know what to say to her and she couldn't ether. Things weren't always black and white between them. During the meme war he had turned on her and J. He had attacked her so she would keep quiet. But even with all that they still were one of the few who died. But they were reincarnated into these new forms. It was weird at first but then they did get used to it. But then they met each other.
That's when they knew that they were stuck to work with each other. But after a while they had seemed like they buried the hatchet. But things will still kinda awkward between them.
"Maybe we could train together?" he asked.
"That sounds good...but later...I'm kind of tired." she responded back
"Alright." the two then sat in silence. They still need a bit of work....But they're getting there.
Passage #6: The story of a Lady Part 1
"Come on Mary! Your taking forever!" said my friend. His name was Silvester, and was a neko dog hybrid, the only one even though he has 3 other siblings (And while I'm writing this now has 4.)
"Yeah your taking forever!" said Valentina, my best friend at the time. She's a butterfly but she just only had gotten her wings so she wasn't the best flyer.
"Well I'm much shorter and less athletic then both of you!" I complain
"Heh...That's true but come on! It should be here." said Sil. We were trying to find a relic, it was legend in our neighborhood. It could grant any wish...but little did we know there was side affect, it would always be perfect the wish. Something would go wrong. For me it was everything. See Sil was moving and we didn't want that so we wanted to find the relic. But of course it's in a forest by the cliff the over looks the lake.
"Guys....We have been searching for an hour. I think it's time we call it quits." said Val checking her phone.
"Yeah I think-" Silvester's ear twitches "Guys...there's someone here."
"What?!" me and Val say at the same time. That's when a bullet flys past my head and into the tree behind me. It pays to be short for once.
"RUN!" says Sil and we do.
I look behind me. I can't see the person's face but I can see the gun it has. I look back in front me. There's little area to run. Why must there be a cliff...
Every thing seems to happen in slow motion. The sound from the gun. Feeling it go threw my flesh. Feeling my self fall. My friends screaming my name. Turning over to see my friends panicked faces. Then finally the splash as I hit the water from the lake
'No...I was meant to be so much more than this...' is my final thought was my vision fades..
~To be continued~
I really enjoy reading this
Passage #7: ❄︎♒︎♏︎ ︎◆︎◻︎◻︎♏︎⧫︎ ︎♋︎⬧︎⧫︎♏︎❒︎
So there has been many questions. Questions I can't or won't answer. But there is one I can answer:
Who should be feared?
Well that's easy to answer.
Not Glitch. Not Kurasa.
Don't forget. This is my world.B̴͇͛͂̀Ë̸̜́̋̄̄̂͘͜C̶̰̫̻̲̈A̷̢̫̩͐̂̓̋Ú̸̩̟̪S̸̡͉̭̔̈̄̏E̴͕͒͗̏̐̀͒͜ ̶̱̓͛I̸̠̤̓̔̈́N̴̙͕̹̭͍̹̓̔ ̸̮̳͕̥͙̘̊̕͘M̷͍̔͐̅̔Ÿ̶̺́̇ ̵̳͉̻̤͉̓͜͝W̸̧͌̄͝ͅŐ̸̢͈͔̭͔̹̚R̶͕̘̽̓̌́Ĺ̷̻͚͓͔͒̃̈́͂͛͜D̶̩̦̀̇̑̒̒͂.̵̥͇̦́̿͐̎̾͜.̷̟͓̈͐͝.̴̮͈͙͗̂̓̑.̵̙͓̳̯̻̜̋̌̚T̶̤̓̄̑̌H̸̖̞̺̋̑̎̋̆E̵̡͂̎̎̊̂ͅY̶̝̾ ̶̪͓̙̙͔̒A̶̧̪̮̽͌͂́͘R̴̛̩͚̺̖̯̻͊̑̐͘͝Ẽ̵̢͈̦̣ͅͅ ̶̨̨̺̺̙͂̔̄T̵̹̖̱̗͕̓̑H̷̹̆Ē̵̟̞̥͌̋̚ ̷͈̂̏͒̆P̵̝͑͆͆͋̊̍U̷͍̖͗Ṕ̸͈̃̌͌P̷̡̝̪̅͒̈́E̶̝͙̫͖̱̔T̶͔̮̞̜̞͈͂͒̀̿S̸̫͎͎̝̹̰͋̀̔̉.̵̛̛̤̱͚͔̺͑͑̀̄
Ą̴̮̭̜̲̅̈͝N̵͓̱̮̄̾̇̂̀͝D̴̨͇̔ ̴̢̖̼͂͒I̷̦̬͂̓́͘̚͝'̵̨̡̙͔̜̪̽̔̐̓̕M̴̼̪̖̆̈́̈̓ ̵̩̲̹̐T̴̢͍̖̟͂H̵̪̑̾̉́̋͘E̷̢̢̥̫̋͐̌̆̄ ̶͍̼͙̲͔̿̀͋͌̈͛P̵̫͍̋̌U̶̡͎͔̮͖̣̐̚P̵̝̪̯͊͗͗P̸̰̼̰͛͗̈̓̚ͅĘ̶̧͙̳͇͋̄͐̈́͆͝T̷̥̮̬̓̄ ̸͓̠͓̉̓͗͂̎͝M̷̮̣̭̓̃̓̚A̴̘̬̟̺̠̐͜͝S̴̛̖̲̐̋̆͗T̴̳̫̓̓̇E̶͓̯̙͛͊̈́̓͆̚R̸̙̘̭͖̟̻̋͗͂.̸͚͆̕̚
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*sees all that uh... idk what the text name is* •-• ....Gaster!!! Please help!!!
I added the photos. Also fun fact the people in the story are based on friends I have irl.
Passage #8: Why I can never make comics
During the week
Me: Okay Let's make comics!
Mom: Jess! Time for school!
Me: Okay It's the weekend let's make comics.
Dad: Jess. Go do your homework then study.
Me: OH COME ON!
Me: OKAY I DID MY HOMEWORK AND STUDIED AND I HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO DO. NOW LET'S MAKE COMICS
Me: What do I do now?
I was going to make to make this a comic but...I think you get it at this point.
Passage #9: Soulmates?
(Inspired by shower thoughts, soulmate aus and procrastination to not do Story of a Lady. Note: This isn't cannon. It is AATB but in a different universe. This still has similarities with the original universe)
I sighed. I was watching my sister Nicole talking with her soul mate Breeze. They had the occasional flirt, mostly form Breeze, and I was happy for them.
But...I'm upset....Why does she get her happy ever after....Why must everything in my life became terrible...
I look at my hand. It's still the same. The red thread that binds people to their soulmates is still cut.
I thought I had met my soulmate, a friend of mine named Akuma. He was nice to me at first but he turned. He took me for granted and almost killed me. I was lucky the police had came that night. But now...I know I can't love again. There's no point.
"Hey...You okay?" I look over to my right, snapping out of my stupor. It's Shade, one of my room mates.
"Ah...It's nothing." I lie, but he doesn't by it and sits next to me.
"Admin." he says "I know your lying."
I sigh. I'm usually good at hiding this kind of thing.
"It's about Breeze and Nicole isn't it."
"It's more then that..." I respond
"Alright. Out with it. What's wrong with?"
"It's not them. it's me. She's got her soulmate and I don't have a chance of ever getting one. My red thread is cut."
"So is mine. I never had a chance." That gets my attention. There are people who have powers that can see other people's strings. I'm not one of those people. Yet I never wondered about who else had lost their soulmate.
"So don't get discouraged." he gets up "Your not the only one and besides, you still have your friends" He goes inside
I smile "He's right." I look back at my hand for a sec. I can't believe it. I rub my eyes to make sure I'm not dreaming.
My red thread is no longer cut.
Kiki: *high pitched fangirl squeal that sounds ever so slightly like: "MY SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"*
Passage #10: Lucky stiff
(Yay 10 passages. Now take this while I procatinate more to do Story of a Lady.)
"AH GOSH DARN IT!" Jess though about throwing her phone at the wall but stopped herself. She threw it on the bed and flopped on it beside her phone "WHY CAN'T I GET ANYTHING OTHER THEN SLIMES!?"
"Because of your luck." said her sister Sam. She was sitting cross legged on the floor on her phone. They were both fans of the game gacha world and although Jess was better at games like this there was something that kept her from getting farther than her sis.
Her luck is terrible.
"Shut it." Jess said lifting her head up to look her sister in the face. She glares at her. Sam is unfazed.
"Well why don't to use your money?" said Sam not looking away from her phone.
"Well Captain obvious I already did that. I ran out."
"Well that's your-Haha! Another 6 star!" she shows Jess her phone. It's a fire unit. It's name?
"Holy fudge. I want him." Jess said.
"Well good luck getting him." Sam got up and left the room.
Jess grabbed her phone and sat up "I'll show you! I'll get him!"
A little while later...
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SCREW THIS! I GIVE UP!" Jess fell back onto the bed. Sam was out with friends so Jess was alone. "I'M NEVER GONNA GET HIM! THIS ISN'T-Huh?"
Jess had gotten a notification from someone asking to play a game. She didn't know who. She sat up.
"What the?...Should I?" she looked to the left and to the right. No one was watching.
"Might as well...I got nothing else to lose." She tapped yes.
Once again a little while later...
"Jess?" Sam peaked into her room. She was no where to be found.
All that was left was her phone on the bed.
Passage #11: Alone
I like to work alone, play alone and read alone.
Even at family gatherings I'm alone.
And I like it that way.
But when I see my sister with her friends, or a mother with her child and even when I simply see kids at my school holding hands I realize...
I don't fancy being lonely.
But....That's my life.
But even as I try to change it...