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Invader Sin: chapter 5Chapter 5: the Birth of S¡n
Dib noticed something was wrong with his creation after he poured water on him, but tried hard to forget it, and tried hard not to make him freak out. Instead he spent the time trying to get him to talk to him, but he refused too many words. Slowly his creation began to sneak out, and stopped all communications for days on end. The boy began to come home wearing more girlish clothing, and got pink highlights in his wig, and wore pink cat-like contacts. All of these things made Dib mad, and he even yelled at his creation to stop acting out, but it was too late to change what had been done. He was no longer the perfect creation, now he was a moody teenager, a rebellious person filled with hate.
On this day the clone came home ranting about something, as he sat in the kitchen putting his feet up, "I just hate everything!" He growled, throwing the salt shaker at the wall, causing a hole to be put there.
Dib groaned at it, then looked at him, "Zim calm down
Invader Sin: Chapter 4Chapter 4: Accidents Happen
Dib had no idea of the invader who had been visiting his sister multiple times in the past month. He had no idea how trouble Zim was, and he had no idea if he would even care if he did know. All Dib did know is that his clone developed so well, and it was because of Dib, and that was all that mattered to Dib.
One day the teen looked at his clone and smiled, "Zim I want to congratulate you on your progress."
"There is no need, I am pleased just to make you appeased with my performance." Said the jade skinned clone.
Dib sighed smiling, "I still feel like getting you something, I know, I'll take you shopping later, to get chocolate."
"Chocolate? I can't possibly turn that down." Zim the second smiled.
Dib knew he was going to say this, so instantly he went to the fridge in hopes that the candy bar he bought him was still inside. Gladly it was, so he grabbed it and turned to him smiling wider, "Its not much but its still chocolate."
He nodded, "I don't mind my t
Invader Sin: chapter 3Chapter 3: A New Zim
Dib had taken care of his creation, and for the next month he spent his time carefully learning about him. First off he gave him a disguise that was identical to Zim's in every way, but with just magenta on the shirt since it matched the new Zim a lot better. The wig was also fitted on him very well, and he appeared passable enough to walk with Dib outside. Then Dib started phase two, teaching the clone how to fight, and how to survive in combat, knowing Zim would likely kill him if he posed any sort of challenge.
Combat training went very well and it became obvious that Zim two was better than the first when it came to tactical thinking and maneuvering, who knew a clone of such a spaz of an alien would turn out to be a military genius?
Dib soon found he was unable to really teaching anything more in combat, after around a month.
The clone now sat inside of Dib's house reading a book with his blue contacts quickly scanning the words as he read. He didn't notice Dib
Invader Sin: chapter 2Chapter 2: My Tallest
Weeks had passed as the cloned body grew. Dib knew after the first week that it wasn't stable without a pak, like Zim had, so Dib did what he could to get one together. Dib ended up stealing blueprints off of Zim's computer, the exact blueprints for Zim's pak. He did not know what would happen when he was finally able to put on the pak, but he hoped his creation would live.
It started as nothing but a small piece of skin that he stole off of Zim, through a method not worth mentioning, and it grew into a embryo type deal, it looked like a green egg. Dib smiled as it grew more and more, seeing it turn pretty much as expected, a complete clone of Zim.
It grew to be the same size as Zim and the same height, and it appeared to just be him, but without some of his battle scars, that was the only difference Dib could see.
Dib did not allow anyone near his creation, and would often skip Skool just to be alone with it, marveling at his idea, repeatedly.
He thought of these
Invader Sin: chapter 1Chapter 1: Cloning for Dummies
It was a cold autumn night when the idea was displayed in the planet sized cranium that was Dib's head. It was a strange idea, one he himself couldn't wrap his mind around, yet he couldn't help but wonder if it was even possible.
He sat in the chair to his dark blue desk, and stared at the drawing on it for the longest time. What if he made an alien to fight Zim? It was a strange yet very fetching idea, one he couldn't just drop.
With these thoughts in mind, Dib stood and exited his bedroom, after of course having to almost do a ballerina dance around the clutter on his floor to even get to his door. After his escape from his room he went down to his father's laboratory, to see if he was present. Gladly he was, he was again working on some sort of science to build a giant soup bowel filled with chicken noodle soup to feed everyone with a giant cold. He called it the only way to cure the common cold, yet Dib was unsure of that.
Membrane was hunched over a
Mad Scientist Rp IdeaWell I've seen plenty of these out there so I decided to add onto the bunch of other ones. Now in this rp you are a male scientist (or a female if you so dissire) and you decide to do some unethical research in playing god.
Well you end up making a human looking female (or male if you're the female) and it seems to be human enough to even live in human society. But here's the catch, the creature you've created is already in the body of an older 17-19 yearold, and has no experience or ability to do anything. Also what it is creeps into it's mind as it doesn't age or eat regular food, but instead eats flesh and blood to stay strong.
(I would also prefer this to be a romance between creation and creator, and if you'd like we can have most fedishes but I'll go deeper into what I really don't want in the note for this rp. I do want sex scenes please, so no under 13 crap. Also rape is allowed but only to the creation. I'll listen to your rules if you listen to mine.)
If you have any question
Numbers Rp requestAlright so this rp begins with this alright?
"There is a place long off where people are born with numbers printed on then, whatever number they are born with will be their stance in society, a number 10 is the highest anyone had ever been born with, sadly I was born a 0 which meant I was the lowest in society."
The plot I'd like to do is you as a male character who is a level 8-10 likes my character and secretly they being seeing one another. I wish to have smut and pregnancy to help with the plot. Please no texting, just script. My character is 19 years old with black hair and grey eyes, her skin is pale and she is hourglass in shape. She's very kind but used to heart break, please consider this rp!
Yaoi rpAlright so I have a fantastic demon rp idea that will be Yaoi. I'll give most details in note but this'll be the basis, you are a human who falls in love with a demon who is very clingy and such after a long story. Also I believe there should be M-preg. Lastly I wish to be uke please.
KevEdd or ZADR please!Okay so I really want to rp either KevEdd or ZADR if I do ZADR I'd like to be Zim and if KevEdd I would like to be Edward.
I do require sex scenes in these and I prefer to have story as well. Please comment or note me I'd appreciate it.
I'm okay with certain fetishes but some I do not allow. Just ask me and I'll set up my rules.
I appreciate it if you'd please put this into consideration.
Subterfuge - Chapter SixSherlock snarled bitterly to himself as he continued down the cobblestone road that lead towards the river that tore straight through the entire encampment, he kicked a stone all the way until he heard the sound of rushing water and soon he found himself at the shore. The sun had begun to set a long while ago, setting the water alight with liquid orange atop the glassy surface. He glanced down into the water just in time to see some fish dart away from his shadow.
"Of all the times John had to be sentimental," Sherlock spat out bitterly, the word 'sentimental' hung in the air like
Glory and Gore Chapter 11Sky sat back against the torn away wall of cobblestone as he took a bite of an apple, carefully he stole a glance towards the people Star had brought with her, they were friends before Notch changed everything but now...it just wasn't the same. They were cold blooded killers and there was nothing he could do about it. He sighed and turned away, his gaze landing on the hole where Star had disappeared a little over an hour ago. He hated it, his friend could be dying alone and there was nothing he could do.
"You shouldn't worry," Sky glanced up at the red-headed figure of Kyle as he sat down next to him "she's hybrid and a queen, she can take care of herself. No?"
"I suppose you're right, Kyle." The Former Leader of an Army replied slowly. "There's nothing I can do, but can I ask you something?" Kyle nodded so Sky continued on with his question.
IRL Teaser"What are we going to do?" Star breathed out shakily as she followed her Parallel through the air duct, it was strange following a thirteen year old girl though but there was nothing she could do. "Those
A New Kind of School Part 2As the sun rose next morning Sam woke up to the sight of the morning light streaming through the large window beside his bed. The thin boy sat up sleepily, rubbing his eyes until they finally adjusted to the harsh light of the morning sun. He turned to his right to find that Alex was still fast asleep letting out soft snores, his large belly rising and falling with each breath he took.
Sam looked away from the boy and got up before making his way to the bathroom to take a quick shower. As soon as he stepped inside, the cool water pouring from the reflective steel showerhead embraced his pale body, causing him to awaken fully. He ran his thin pale hands through his dark wet hair and began to wonder if he would make any new friends today. After he finished washing himself, Sam dried himself off and went to get dressed into his school uniform. As he did, he heard Alex stir a bit and a soft groan was emitted from the bed beside him.
Soon Sam was fully dressed in his form fitting school uni
The World First Half-GhostMonday, July 21st 2014 20.00 PM. Kick was driving his R32 GT-R at Mount Akagi just a s usual, practicing his skills. When he arrived at parking lot, he met Annabelle. She came to him and asked him a question.
Annabelle: Kick. Do you think Gwen Axle is a half-ghost too? I'm start to become curious since I met her and my ghost sense was out from my mouth. And one thing... is that a good thing?
Kick: (Drinking Cheetah Chug) I don't know. But the most important thing is she must meet us and know that she using it properly or just using it as a pleasure object to her.
Annabelle: Umm... If she knows the timing how to use it she can be part of Japanese Halfas, right Kick?
Kick: Yeah. And that's a good thing. Since when do you know that she's a half-ghost like us?
Annabelle: When I was driving my S2000 in Hakone two days ago. I suddenly pass her white Lancer Evolution VIII MR RS, and my ghost sense was out from me. I started to confused... is that her, or it's just my misunderstanding?
Chapter 8(The Day)Chapter 8 (The Day) Time went on. Gail finished moving in with Seth a week later. Gail quit school and they both got jobs, Seth at a tattoo shop, and Gail at a grocery store. The only excitement that carried them through the last of winter was a small herd of elk that surrounded their cabin for an hour. Gail was too scared to go pet the docile creatures, but Seth boldly stroked a bull. Seth's parents hand owned that cabin for ten years and took their only son almost every summer. But Seth's mother soon passed away, and his father, on his death bed, granted Seth ownership of the place. "It's a good place to start out." His father had said,"Quiet and in good shape." Keeping it that way wasn't hard, but it was time consuming. "Summer will be better." Seth would always say to his friend, and he was right. But spring came first, and with it, a knocking on the door. Seth was in the kitchen, preparing dinner, so Gail rushed to the door, hoping it was his father. It was Phoster. Standing
The Codex: The First Lieutenant is backAfter we got our ice cream we where walking around in the park.
"It's nice to be back." I smirked.
"And here we where just getting use to the peace and quiet." Aaron joked.
"Hah, yeah right." I snorted, "with Rust around?"
"Hey!" my brother turned suit of armor shouted, "I can be quiet."
Roy, Aaron, and I stared at him blankly, "Rust, no, no you can't."
"Meanies." Rust muttered as he sulked. The three of us rolled our eyes and laughed.
"Oh hey, the bitch is back!" a voice called from behind us, making me sigh in slight annoyance.
"King Asshole, good to see you too." I smirked and turned around to see a male with black hair and dark brown, almost black eyes.
"Ditto that." the male smirked.
"Alex, where the hell where you?" Roy questioned him as Alex just shrugged.
"My alarm fail to wake me up." he offered lamely.
"Yeah right, you just didn't want to come in to work today." Aaron smirked.
"Well what are you guys doing here? Sure doesn't look like work
When the Morning Breaks Us- Chapter 2
Chapter 2: "You're it!"
Sadie looked up into Ciaran's face. She grabbed his outstretched hand as he pulled her up, helping her hop to her feet. Sadie's brown wrangler boots next to Ciaran's black Doc Martens.
"Follow me," he said.
"Where to?" She questioned, running a hand through her hair, to push it from her face.
Ciaran didn't answer her. He broke into a half-run. Sadie grinned and followed, her unzipped hoodie flapping behind her.
Ciaran's pace was swift; he soon gained speed and ran through the streets, shoes meeting the grey tarmac, beating out a rhythm. Sadie found it hard to keep up with the boy, and he almost vanished in the mist. They weaved through side-roads, past terraced houses and barking dogs.
Finally they reached a dead end, blocked by a wall. Sadie bent over, catching her breath. She saw it rise like a cloud into the damp air.
Ciaran had other ideas- he climbed up the face of the wall, standing on it for a moment, on all
Invader Zim ZADR: Chains And Bite Marks (Ch. 4)I opened my eyes, awakened by nature. . . I sat up to find myself in my room, in my bed. Was it all a dream?
I sat up in my bed, then I stood from my bed, and grabbed my glasses from the end table, then looked down at myself, to find my shirt on, like always. . . To find it was the one Zim had taken supposedly.
Was it a dream? I pressed this question, over and over, trying to get my thoughts in order.
I quickly became certain that it was, that the horror of that forgetful day, was all false. I frowned, remembering this ‘dream’.
“It felt so real. . .” I sighed as I walked over to my dresser, fiddling with the clothes in the drawers.
Just then I heard Gaz bang on my door yelling, “You better be getting ready, or I’m fucking leaving you!”
“Almost ready!” I yelled back, I hated that she was my ride.
I quickly got ready, grabbed my bag, and ran outside into the cold of the new fall morning. I sat in Gaz’s car, and nodded at her, to
Teenage TaoismGiving birth is the closest I’d ever felt to dying.
Before that, my near death experiences had consisted only of my silent announcement of pregnancy—silent, being that my social media accounts were all deleted almost simultaneously and I never returned to school in the fall, saying without really saying that I had caught the malicious disease of “teenage pregnancy”. I’m sure the whisper spread in the hallways like the Bubonic Plague. That September, sitting at home on what would have been the first day of my senior year, I imagined friends I’d never talk to again saying “she was only seventeen, and so full of life!” at my absence in the cafeteria tables, as if they were attending my funeral instead of talking about me behind my back.
"Full of life," I had snorted then, folding a never ending stream of what had once been my own baby clothes. "Literally."
I walked around like a zombie for the months of my pregnancy, deciding t
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